Chapter 342: Not That Bad (Part 1)

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 At 19:00 on the evening of October 23, Doha Stadium, the last game of the third group of this Asian Youth Championship is about to be played. This game not only determines the qualifying situation of the third group, but also indirectly affects the other two

The group ranked third in the group, so it attracted much attention.

Well-informed Chinese reporters came one after another. They didn't know the specific details of the "National Youth Incident", but they could still find a way to get the order from the Football Association. Wang Ai's savior on the battlefield was what he should have meant.

Unexpected. But the title of "coach assistant" and Wang Baoshan's change from head coach to "head coach", coupled with the news of the "civil war between two kings" that had been reported before, at least senior reporters have already got a taste of it.

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"The little king won", "the big king lost."

Not only reporters, fans, but also the Football Association are paying close attention to what kind of changes Wang Ai's return and uprising will bring to this national youth team. They expect Wang Ai to lead the team to achieve good results and make the special year of 2002 a complete success.

At the end, Wang Ai's victory also caused some headaches, because it will continue to severely shake their inherent football concepts.

Myolysis? Scientific training? The benefits of video games?

There are too many things that go against convention and experience, but he always wins.

Facts speak louder than words!

On the coaching bench of the Chinese Youth Team, many cameras swept over. Sure enough, Wang Ai was there, but Wang Baoshan was not. Instead, he was sitting in the stands. Since he is the "head coach", it means that the Football Association has saved him face, but he wants to get rid of him.

If the sleeves are gone, the Football Association will not give him this little face.

This morning, the National Youth League just took a walk in the hotel garden to recover a little and find a sense of exercise. After all, it was very close to the last game, so it was not unfamiliar. As for the rest of the time, in addition to playing CS together,

Outside the darkness, it was Wang Ai who led everyone to watch game videos and analyze their opponents.

Now the head coach is occupied by Mai Chao. Although the Football Association has not appointed a head coach in order to create a small space for Wang Ai in the next ten days. But as the first assistant coach,

In the current eerie tranquility of the National Youth League, Wang Ai's favor decided Mai Chao's "taking office", coupled with Zhang Jilong's support.

Wang Ai and Mai Chao have divided their work. Daily training management belongs to me, on-the-spot tactical command, and employment arrangements belong to you. After all, Wang Ai is not familiar with the national youth players and has never played in almost a warm-up match.

I don’t know the technical characteristics, so I have to rely on Mai Chao in this regard. In fact, if Wang Baoshan wasn’t so stubborn, Wang Ai would have been willing to be an assistant or think tank.

At 19:30, the game between the two sides started.

Reporters at the scene sensitively discovered that Wang Ai and Mai Chao were sitting together on the coaching bench and frequently whispering to each other. On the field, the performance of the National Youth players was a bit "relaxed"?

Yes, it should be relaxed. There is no sense of tension in a life-and-death battle at all. It can't be seen that it has been affected by a series of events. It is even a little too relaxed. Zhao Xuri even had weak legs and fell down while running together, but he still looked good when he got up.

Hee smile.

What have you been doing these past two days? The reporters are worried again. Although the stability of the National Youth League proves that Wang Baoshan's leadership ability is really not very good, Wang Ai's return does not seem to have any good effect. Song Cheng

Can we still win this way?

"Aren't you worried?" Wang Ai asked from the coaching bench.

Mai Chao stared intently: "What are you worried about? Relaxation is a good thing. Only when you are relaxed can you perform technical movements well. By the way, you asked me, and I have to ask you too. You came back so far and spent so much money, but you still act like a fool."

Substitute, aren't you worried?"

Wang Ai laughed: "What am I worried about? Our national youth team has always practiced improperly in the past. It does not mean that these players are not good. If we take a two-day break and slow down, there will be no problem in qualifying for the group."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai pointed to the UAE team on the field: "Such an opponent is not worthy of my action."

Mai Chao turned his head and looked Wang Ai up and down: "You really can't take action, it's a foul."

Zhao Xuri, who was following Wang Ai and kept hearing his chin knock, burst into laughter. He turned to imitate other team members, and the bench was full of laughter.

Li Lixin stood with Zhang Jilong near the player tunnel behind the National Youth League. Listening to the laughter coming from his ears, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's so relaxing. I don't know what the effect will be."

Zhang Jilong hummed and said: "At least the atmosphere is good. Don't be arrogant in victory and don't be discouraged in defeat."

In fact, both Mai Chao and Wang Ai know, and even the team members know that Wang Ai's physical condition is not enough to play the main role in youth team games. On average, 80% of his physical energy is consumed in physical confrontation. Wang Ai suffers too much. He can only play at critical moments.

He goes on the field and uses his skills to save the team, but he cannot use it as a conventional weapon. This is different from the Bundesliga 2. Although it is a game for the adult team, the league is not that intense. The team's performance is based on the steady flow, rather than the complete result.

A cup match.

After all, formally speaking, this is called the U-19 Asian Cup, and even the World Cup silver boots cannot erase the five-year age gap.

In the first half of the game, the UAE team planned several attacks, but to no avail. The National Youth Team was relatively lazy and seemed to be looking for form, and had no good opportunities.

Both sides ended the first half calmly.

As soon as the midfield whistle blew, the reporters started to lower their heads and compile reports: The National Youth Team is finished! Not only are they lazy, they also have no ambition at all!

When Wang Ai and his teammates were chatting and laughing as they walked to the tunnel, several fans nearby suddenly shouted: "Shameless!"

The laughter disappeared immediately, and the team members hurried past with sullen faces and lowered heads.

Wang Ai looked up in surprise and found a few young fans. They looked to be in their twenties. They were pointing at the National Youth players with red faces.

Wang Ai raised his hand: "Hi!"

Only then did several fans realize that it was Wang Ai! They were immediately at a loss. They were angry at the National Youth Team's lack of fighting spirit, but they didn't know the news about Wang Ai's return, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Because Wang Ai plays so frequently in the second half of this year, even ordinary fans can feel it. He is everywhere. You can see him appearing in different national-level teams every few days, and then this team wins.

Win, win... Therefore, Wang Ai, as a member of the National Youth Team, did not participate in the first two group matches of the National Youth Team, and even returned to Germany to play in the Bundesliga League. They were tolerant and understanding.

Although both national names represent honor, their weights are different.

Wang Ai walked to the stands, smiled and stretched out his hand, shaking hands with several excited players in turn.

"Wang Ai, do we still have hope?" a college student fan asked with a trembling voice. I don't know if he was too concerned or was excited to shake hands with the World Cup Silver Boot.

"Don't worry." Wang Ai said gently with a smile on his face: "I'm here, don't worry. Our National Youth Team is not that bad."


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