"Huh?" Vilanova noticed the changes in Real Madrid.
The pace of Real Madrid's offense has slowed down. If before they were fighting Barcelona in the midfield and trying to advance the offensive line, now Real Madrid's formation has shrunk further back. As long as Barcelona players don't press, they even start to attack.
Backcourt kick.
After the game started, Real Madrid fought fiercely in the midfield and backcourt. As long as Barcelona players got the ball, they pounced on them like hungry wolves. Coupled with the poor condition of the field, this was the reason why Barcelona's smooth offense completely misfired.
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Although he doesn't like Li Ang, Vilanova also admits that these little tricks and crazy pressing tactics used by Li Ang have indeed caused huge trouble for Barcelona. That Barcelona team played smooth cooperation.
Without a trace, the youth teams of the two La Liga giants were engaged in hand-to-hand combat just like England's lower league teams.
Real Madrid's full-court press consumes the players' physical energy.
Therefore, when he saw Real Madrid shrinking its defense and rolling around in the backcourt, Vilanova's first reaction was: "Is there something wrong with your physical fitness?"
Vilanova felt that this was an opportunity for Barcelona. Taking advantage of Real Madrid's contraction, they increased their offensive intensity and completely suppressed Real Madrid. The ultimate goal was to take advantage of this opportunity and score a goal.
Vilanova came to the sidelines, shouted loudly, and at the same time waved his arms to press forward.
"Vilanova is asking the team to strengthen their offense." SGR radio commentator Halligson said.
"There seems to be something wrong with Real Madrid's physical fitness?" Escudero said the same judgment as Vilanova.
"Real Madrid's full-court press requires physical support. The physical fitness of the youth team players is an issue, and it has begun to show its effect now," Halligson said.
"Real Madrid's youth coach——li——" Escudero paused as he read Li Ang's last name, "His pressing tactics, judging from the half-hour game, are effective, but he forgot
Now, this is a youth team. The physical fitness of young players cannot support such running back and forth. Judging from the current situation, Real Madrid, which has a physical crisis, will face a huge crisis. They are likely to be defeated by Barcelona, who have regained their game feeling.
Clean it up severely, ha, what is this? Thirty minutes of coaching?"
Escudero continued to ridicule Li Ang.
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As Vilanova issued tactics to strengthen the attack, Barcelona continued to put pressure on Real Madrid's goal.
Real Madrid's performance was not as good as before, and Barcelona's midfielder clearly had the upper hand. They then besieged Real Madrid's goal, hoping to score an early goal.
Barcelona fans who listened to the live broadcast on the radio were also very excited. They cheered for their team and hoped to hear the news of the goal as soon as possible.
Real Madrid's goal was once in danger.
Pablo Banderas looked anxious. Every attack from Barcelona made him nervous. He turned his head and looked to one side. Leon was standing there with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing there very quietly, as if he didn't care.
Worried about Barcelona's mad attack.
Li Ang's fingers inserted in his trouser pockets pinched his thigh meat almost subconsciously because of nervousness. He didn't feel the pain at all, and his whole nerves were tense. Facing Barcelona's crazy offensive, this man was forcing himself
Just to calm down.
After Messi used a fake move to pass Javi Garcia on the right, he suddenly cut inside. The Real Madrid defender stretched his foot to steal the ball, but tripped the opponent. The referee blew the whistle and penalized a foul on Real Madrid.
This foul scared Li Ang into a cold sweat - the foul was only one step away from the penalty area.
Messi almost scored a penalty!
In such a bad field situation, Messi was able to adapt after being uncomfortable and silent at the beginning of the game. This breakthrough is proof.
Messi is standing at the penalty spot and he is going to take the free kick.
Messi didn't choose to cross, he directly shot.
Messi completely deceived Real Madrid goalkeeper Adan. When the football flew past the goal post and flew out of the bottom line, Adan was still at the far post preparing to prevent the pass...
"Wow! What a shame!" exclaimed radio commentator Escudero.
There was a sigh from Barcelona's bench.
The Real Madrid fans on the sidelines jumped in shock. From their perspective, they thought the football had scored.
It's a pity that such a good scoring opportunity was missed. Messi seemed a little annoyed. He looked up at the sky and kept mumbling.
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"This is too dangerous." Pablo Banderas couldn't sit still anymore. He suggested to Li Ang, "We are too passive like this. We must put pressure on Barcelona and get out."
"Pablo." Leon shook his head, but asked a question, "Can you fight?"
"What?" Pablo Banderas was confused. What did you say? We were talking about the game. Where did you go?
"Retracting your fist is for the most violent attack." Li Ang made a gesture of punching and winked at his assistant.
"Uh-" Pablo Banderas wanted to say something more, but Liang patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down.
Li Ang is not proficient in command tactics, but he understands one thing, which is to show weakness to the enemy, which he is doing now.
What is the next sentence for showing weakness to an enemy?
A thunderous strike!
Another ten minutes passed, and Barcelona's indiscriminate bombardment had no effect.
They seemed to be very close to scoring, but they just couldn't score.
No goals!
The theory of results only means that if there are no goals, there will be no results.
At this time, the Barcelona players, who were getting more and more impatient as they played, swarmed past the center line.
They were desperate to score a goal before the end of the first half.
The poor venue, Real Madrid's pressing defense, and the long-term inability to attack made these young Barcelona players become impatient.
Seeing the anxious performance of the young players, Cruyff raised his eyebrows.
However, he did not remind Vilanova who was standing on the sidelines yelling and directing the game.
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Li Ang's eyes lit up!
When Pique couldn't restrain himself and passed through the center circle, the only Barcelona players left behind, except for the young goalkeeper Planzilla, was one central defender, Valiente. The entire Barcelona backcourt could be seen at a glance.
In the past, large tracts of empty space could be seen everywhere...
"Ruben! Ruben!" During this period, Li Ang, who had been very quiet, rushed to the sidelines, shook his hand vigorously, and shouted, he was calling Ruben de la Red's name.
Just at this time.
Javi Garcia intercepts a pass from Barcelona midfielder Fabregas.
He directly passed the football back and knocked it to Delray.
The Real Madrid people started to pass back the ball again, and Fabregas was stunned.
Other young Barcelona players also think so. During this period, Real Madrid has been doing this, always spending time in the backcourt.
At this time, no one expected that Delarede did not choose to pass the football back. After making a slight adjustment, he directly kicked the football forward with a big foot.
What is this doing?!
Bigfoot comes to the rescue?!
Launch an attack?!
Don't be ridiculous, Real Madrid are all back to defend, who is in front of them? Almost all Real Madrid are huddled in the backcourt to defend...
They thought it was good, there is really no one in front of Real Madrid now.
But what they didn't know was that this was the counterattack opportunity that Real Madrid had been waiting for for a long time. When Li Ang shouted for De La Rede, the entire Real Madrid team knew that this was the signal for a counterattack. These ten people were besieged by Barcelona.
For the next few minutes, the whole team was frustrated, just waiting for this moment to come.
Prepared and unprepared, Real Madrid caught Barcelona off guard.
Callejon felt that there was fire in his chest. As a forward, he had to stay in his own half and endure the opponent's offensive pressure. This feeling was too oppressive and uncomfortable.
He has been waiting for this moment of counterattack!
Callejon galloped.
The moment he received the ball from De La Rede, he was ready to go. The moment the football was passed, Callejon started!
He ran past Pique quickly, seemingly unaffected by the mud on the field.
Pique was extremely surprised, and then he realized that the opponent was trying to counterattack, so he turned around to chase after him, but his foot slipped and he fell into the mud.
The football was still in the air, and Callejon had already run past the midfield and was heading towards the opponent's 30-meter area.
On the sidelines, Real Madrid fans, who had also been frustrated for a while, became excited and cheered loudly for the young players.
As the football fell, Callejon caught up with it. During this period of fast running, he was physically exhausted and gasping for air.
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"Run!!!!" Li Ang shouted loudly, and he started running after him from the sidelines.
At the Chamartin Youth Base, on the sidelines of the El Clasico for the under-17 team, there was a scene that impressed some fans who were lucky enough to be there to watch the game.
On the field, a little player was running desperately.
On the sidelines, their head coach was running with all his legs. As he ran, one hand kept waving forward, like an offensive drumbeat.
"Run! Boy! You can do it!" Li Ang shouted at the top of his lungs.
Barcelona defender Valiente was about to step forward to intercept. He started in a panic, but his foot slipped... Then he looked up in despair as Callejon passed by him like the wind.
"Good job!!!!" Li Ang roared.
Now, the only thing standing in front of Callejon is Barcelona goalkeeper Planzilla.
"Cum in!" Li Ang gritted his teeth.
Amidst the loud shouts of the fans on the sidelines.
Under the hoarse shouts of head coach Leon, Callejon easily passed Planzilla, who had lost his center of gravity.
Then, push into the empty goal!
The ball went in! The ball went in!
Before the end of the first half, the Real Madrid Under-17 Boys A team made a thunderous blow and led their century-old rival Barcelona Under-17 Boys A Team 1:0!
After scoring the goal, Callejon was very tired, but the kid did not stop running. He turned around and rushed to the sidelines, rushing towards the coach who was breathing heavily with his hands on his hips.
Li Ang put his hands on his hips, his face flushed with excitement, and winked at Callejon, who rushed over, but the latter threw him to the ground. More children rushed up and jumped on their coach.
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"You guys, stop! Stop, my new clothes! Whose hands? Where did all this mud come from?! Who touched my butt!" The joy and the indifference of the head coach of the Real Madrid youth team could be heard throughout the training ground.
A concealed whine of triumph…
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