Zhang Qinghuan's position is not fixed in the front, he also needs to constantly retreat to receive passes from his teammates.
When Qin Lin is unable to play, Zhao Kangming's task for him is not to be a simple attacking midfielder. He is also responsible for connecting the team's midfield and backfield. Therefore, sometimes he must retreat deep enough.
There is no other way.
In fact, if Qin Lin was not injured and Zhang Qinghuan could play well and get a chance to play, Qin Lin should have done the work of retreating to connect the midfield and the backcourt. What Zhang Qinghuan needed to connect was the midfielder and frontcourt.
Qin Lin, accompanied by his wife and son, sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the live TV broadcast of the game.
"Running up and down like this, I'm a little worried about Zhang Qinghuan's physical strength." Qin Lin said to his wife while watching TV. "In fact, the quality of his training has never been high, plus he fools around every day... In the past month or so, it has been good.
It's getting better, but it's not enough..."
"It's okay, he only has to play half the game." said his wife.
As the wife of the captain of the Chinese national team, even if she didn’t know much about football before, she still has basic football knowledge after so many years.
Qin Lin nodded and agreed with his wife's words: "I think Lao Zhao must be very aware of this, so that's why he was not allowed to start."
As soon as he finished speaking, the football was passed to Zhang Qinghuan who was retreating to ask for the ball.
Wuzhou Dongshan's No. 8 player immediately kicked him up and prevented him from turning around.
Zhang Qinghuan did not stop the ball, but directly used the inside of his left foot to knock the football between the opponent's legs. At the same time, he used the opponent's body as an axis, turned around against him, and caught up with the football!
"Wow! Beautiful!" Anton TV's commentator exclaimed. "As expected of Zhang Qinghuan! What a ball!"
His son Qin Qi, who was in front of the TV, also jumped up and applauded: "How handsome!"
Zhao Kangming, who was on the bench off the court, immediately went to see Chen Mo and found that Chen Mo was also looking at him. The two old partners looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.
This is the Zhang Qinghuan they want to see!
Zhang Qinghuan, who caught up with the football, tried to continue dribbling the ball forward to build up the offensive momentum of Flash Star.
Another player from Wuzhou Dongshan rushed up from the side. He squeezed hard and pressed against Zhang Qinghuan, preventing him from getting away.
Faced with such a defense, Zhang Qinghuan chose to push the football forward, then accelerate, relying on speed to eat his opponent alive.
His explosive power can ensure that he can instantly shake off his opponent and then trap him behind him.
But this time, he failed.
Football went out, but people didn't leave.
While he was chasing the football, the opponent wouldn't give an inch. The two of them were arm-in-arm and body-to-body. The football that he could catch up with in two or three steps seemed to be out of reach.
In the end, the football he threw out was intercepted by the third Wuzhou Dongshan player guarding the front, and Flashing Star's attack ended here.
"Ah! This ball is too big..." the Anton TV commentator sighed.
The joy in the eyes of Zhao Kangming and Chen Mo flashed twice and then disappeared. They also felt regretful that this attack did not come out.
It was also a pity for Qin Qi. The child put his head in his hands and leaned on the back of the sofa.
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After Hu Lai saw Zhang Qinghuan's beautiful turn and got rid of his opponent, he immediately moved forward and prepared to respond.
Unexpectedly, when I turned around halfway through the run, I found that Zhang Qinghuan had put the football at the opponent's feet...
The offense and defense were reversed in an instant, and he had to quickly return to defense with his teammates.
Everything I did before was in vain, and my energy was wasted...
He felt miserable.
He could only spit at the back of Zhang Qinghuan, who was also returning to defense: "Damn! Aren't you pretty awesome during training?"
Also spitting at Zhang Qinghuan's back was Yuan Yue, Wuzhou Dongshan's midfielder who had no reaction when Zhang Qinghuan turned around just now.
If his teammates hadn't come up to help, this attack might have been defeated by Flash Star.
Obviously, this was Zhang Qinghuan's response to his words.
Rubbish... what a fucking ass you are!
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Yuan Yue was obsessed with taking revenge on Zhang Qinghuan, but when Flash Star launched another attack, he discovered that Zhang Qinghuan did not stay in the middle, but went to the side.
As a gate in the middle of the midfield in front of the defense, he naturally cannot be pulled to the wing casually. Wouldn't the center gate be wide open in front of the defense?
Although he wanted to teach Zhang Qinghuan a lesson, he could only spit in that direction: "Hey, you sissy coward! Don't run away if you can!"
Of course Zhang Qinghuan went to the wing not to avoid Yuan Yue. His position was very flexible and he could go wherever needed.
As the team's midfield organizer, no matter how much other teammates don't like him, they will still pass the football to him. After all, this is the request of head coach Zhao Kangming.
After Zhang Qinghuan received a pass from his teammate on the wing, he first pretended to cut in, took a feint, and then used the outside instep of his right foot to push the football to the outside and dribble the ball forward.
However, his set of actions failed to deceive the defensive player. When the opponent saw the football being pushed out by him and temporarily out of his control, he stepped forward to tackle it.
Zhang Qinghuan saw his fierce tackle and quickly jumped up to avoid it. Naturally, the football was shoveled out of the sideline by the opponent.
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Qin Lin in front of the TV shook his head. From the first time Zhang Qinghuan got the ball on the field, he always felt a little strange. Something was not right about Zhang Qinghuan's performance.
Now he finally figured out what was wrong.
Zhang Qinghuan's explosive power is gone.
Zhang Qinghuan, who competed with him in the past, has good breakthrough ability. In addition to his technical advantages, his explosive power is also the main reason for his good breakthrough.
Throwing the football out, and then relying on explosive power to suddenly accelerate and throw away the opponent, this kind of kicking method was not uncommon in Zhang Qinghuan in the past.
But it failed in today's game.
The reason, Qin Lin thought, might have a lot to do with his self-indulgence over the past few years.
Football is a body-based sport, and physical fitness needs to be maintained through day-to-day training.
Those professional players can gain weight in just one month's vacation, not to mention that Zhang Qinghuan has only had a handful of serious training days in the past three years.
The training of athletes is very hard, and it requires a lot of willpower to persevere. It also has very high requirements on diet. That kind of restriction is really not something ordinary people can endure for a long time. That's why we often see athletes change rapidly as soon as they retire.
I have become fat because I no longer need to keep training, and I no longer have to work hard to avoid food. I can eat and drink freely without restraint. It is just like revenge consumption. This is revenge eating. How can the body not be deformed?
For the vast majority of professional football players, even if they insist on training every day, their physical fitness will inevitably decline with age. This is a normal natural law. In Chinese football, due to the professionalism in all aspects, it is not as good as European football.
The concept is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so this situation is more obvious and serious. For example, when you are young, you can play as a forward, but as you get older, you play deeper and deeper on the field, and finally become a defender. This is because your physical fitness has declined and your explosive power has disappeared.
An act of desperation.
Playing as a forward requires high physical fitness, especially speed and explosive power. Playing as a defender requires higher experience. Older players may not have good physical fitness, but they have rich experience and can still find their place on the back line.
, and can continue to earn a living in professional football.
Of course, the above examples are all long-term, slow physical changes and are not a big problem.
Zhang Qinghuan's situation is different from theirs. Long-term slack has caused his physical fitness to begin to decline early. And because he has not retired yet, he still trains with the team. Even if he is not serious, he at least practices, so
This decline is not sudden or obvious.
He has barely played in the last six months, and now he suddenly has a chance to play, and the decline in physical fitness is finally reflected.
Qin Lin sighed in his heart.
The boy who ran on the court with his black hair flying as if dancing in the wind finally couldn't come back...
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Zhao Kangming and Chen Mo looked at each other again, and they also saw something was wrong with Zhang Qinghuan.
And he also had similar guesses as Qin Lin.
"I've already changed him, it just depends on how he plays... It's not like he can't play if he can't break through." Chen Mo comforted Zhao Kangming, or he was comforting himself.
Zhang Qinghuan himself is not positioned as a winger who can break through with the ball...
He is an attacking midfielder, and his ability to break through only makes him more powerful, but if he doesn't have it, it's not a big deal.
The key is whether Zhang Qinghuan himself is aware of the changes in his body?
Both the head coach and assistant coach of Shining Star set their sights on Shining Star No. 10 on the court.
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Zhang Qinghuan realized this problem.
After two consecutive attempts to accelerate the breakthrough failed, he knew that this was definitely more than a simple "accident".
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, it can be explained by "accidental phenomena", but how could he not feel the changes in his own body?
When he was kicking his legs to exert force, he felt that his body was not in control.
He was clearly pushing hard on the ground, but his speed couldn't go up.
It's like... it's like when you're driving, you press the accelerator pedal all the way down, and the roar of the engine comes from the engine compartment. It seems quite loud, but when you look out the window, the car just can't pick up the speed.
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The engine speed has increased to 5,000 to 6,000, and the speed is still slowly increasing one kilometer per hour.
What went wrong?
Zhang Qinghuan actually knew this answer very well, but he was just a little reluctant to admit it.
The past three years of playing and singing every night, indulging in pleasure, had emptied his body.
When he was dealing with errands on the training ground, hanging out in nightclubs, and venting his energy on women, he never thought that one day his body would be unable to support a high-intensity official game...
He always thought that with his talent and talents, as long as he was a little more serious and practiced for a few days, he could sweep his opponents in the competition and win everyone's cheers and praises again and again.
Isn't that what football is like? The winner takes all. As long as I can win, as long as I perform well, all the previous problems are not a problem.
As long as I behave well...
Then what will happen if I don’t perform well?
Zhang Qinghuan became a little panicked when he thought about what his life would be like if he could no longer perform well.
Brother Xu also asked me to perform well and try to win me a spot in the Chinese Super League next season...
No, I can't just give up!
Calm down, Zhang Qinghuan, calm down... I'm not a player who only relies on speed, I'm a fucking midfielder, I'm a damn offensive organizer!
Pass the ball!
Use the pass to tear apart the opponent's defense and create opportunities for teammates...
Yes, this is the way I play football.
So what if the explosive power is gone, I am still Zhang Qinghuan, the... "Francis of China"!
When this title popped up in Zhang Qinghuan's mind, he was stunned for a moment.