Li Ang focused on studying several games in which Sporting Gijon's b team suffered a disastrous defeat.
For example, in the 12th round of the league, Sporting Gijon’s b team suffered a 0-4 away defeat at the feet of Atletico Madrid’s b team.
As the offensive core and number one star of Sporting Gijon, Francisco Jose Parada had zero shots in this game. In this analysis report, Liang made a "compensation" for Parada's embarrassing data. He
In the report, a distribution map of Parada's touch points in this field was made. The diagram shows that Parada only touched the ball once in Atletico Madrid's penalty area, and it happened in the 90th minute. After reading this touch point
With the distribution map, you won’t be surprised why Parada had zero shots.
He is afraid of confrontation. Facing Atletico Madrid's pressing defense, it is difficult for Parada to get close to the opponent's penalty area. He is the core of Sporting Gijon's offense. The football is always put at his feet. Then, the offense almost ends there.
So far, his breakthrough success rate is only 19%, and his passing success rate is only 51%. When the whole team is supporting him to attack, these statistics are really appalling.
"What is this?" Manuel Arango asked.
"Player touch point chart." Li Ang said, and then he realized that at this time in 2004, this kind of touch point analysis chart for a certain player was still rarely used, so he explained, "This chart can intuitively reflect a player's touch point analysis chart."
The area a player is in during the game focuses on the number and location of the ball he receives, which can analyze the team's offensive or defensive quality from the side."
Old Arango was very surprised. It was the first time he saw such an analysis report. It was indeed as Li Ang said, very intuitive and clear at a glance.
"You learned this when you were at Real Madrid?" he asked.
"No." Li Ang smiled modestly, "I invented it myself."
"Oh..." Old Arango glanced at Li Ang in surprise, and sincerely praised the young man, "It's very good."
Someone smiled and accepted the compliment as a matter of course.
Li Ang drew many contact pictures similar to this. Of course, not only were Parada's performance poor, but there were also two where Sporting Gijon won and Parada performed well.
"It can be seen from the data that as long as our opponent's defense is strong, our offense will be almost paralyzed and it will be difficult to threaten the opponent. The reason lies in Parada. Maybe it is wrong to put the responsibility on a certain player.
Fair, but as the team's offensive core, he must shoulder the team's offensive responsibility." Li Ang took out a tactical board from his briefcase.
Old Arango stared at his briefcase, as if wondering how many treasures were hidden in it.
Li Ang drew two arrows on the tactical board. The arrows pointed directly at a circle. That circle represented Parada.
"If the opponent studies our tactics, they can easily find that as long as Parada is restricted, our offense will be completely paralyzed. Their tactics are very direct and effective. They use one or two players to always maintain the confrontation.
Parada's pressing defense, in this case, our genius baby seems to have nothing to do. Many of the options he chooses are-" He drew another arrow in the backward direction, "pass back!
This is tantamount to giving up the attack! Then try the attack again and terminate it here again.”
"What you mean is that Parada cannot bear the heavy responsibility of being the core of the offense." Old Arango said.
"No." Li Ang found a few pieces of paper from the pile of reports on Mr. Chairman's desk, "These are the few games we won. Parada's performance was good. His performance is really impressive.
Praise, this is because the opponent did not adopt a targeted defense against him."
Old Arango nodded.
"What does this mean?" he asked. Li Ang criticized Parada without ignoring the player's outstanding performance. What does this mean?
"He can only be regarded as a player with relatively good talent." Li Ang said, "That's all I can say at the moment! Because he can't make good use of his talent, or it can be said that he cares too much about his talent. He thinks
It's enough to have talent, no need to work hard, no need to fight, no need to continue to improve. This is the biggest problem currently facing this player."
Manuel Arango mused, "Is this why you are now asking the team to adopt strict and cruel defensive tactics against him in training?"
"It's just normal defense, I didn't deliberately target him." Li Ang explained, he didn't want to be said to be taking revenge for personal gain.
"What will be the future of this child if we don't do this?" Mr. Chairman asked.
"Mediocre." Li Ang said categorically, "Even his achievements are not as good as those players who are not as talented as him."
"Why?" Old Arango was surprised.
"Because those players understand the importance of hard work, they have been working hard to improve." Li Ang said.
"Okay, I understand what you mean." Mr. Chairman nodded, and then pointed at Li Ang, "You guys, if you still say you don't defend yourself, aren't you defending yourself?"
"Really?" Li Ang blinked and shrugged. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. His talk and the whole night of writing reports were not in vain.
"What are you going to do with Parada?" asked old Arango.
"This is a child who has been spoiled," said Li Ang. "The previous tolerance shown to him by the club has encouraged his arrogance."
"Don't mention this." Old Arango waved his hand.
“The most important thing now is that this child has a father who dotes on him extremely much.” Li Ang said, “With Francis Jose Parada’s personality, coupled with his father’s support and encouragement, I don’t think I have any sympathy for Pa
Lada's training and transformation can be effective."
Manuel Arango knocked on the table but said nothing.
"Moreover, one thing I should point out is that the Parada family lacks loyalty to Sporting Gijon, or to put it more bluntly, they look down on Sporting Gijon." Li Ang said suddenly.
Ah, these words directly stung old Arango. He glared at Leon, who shrugged innocently. In fact, sir, I was just telling the truth. You have to recognize the reality.
Old Arango was very angry. Sporting Gijon was his heartthrob. He would not allow anyone to speak ill of her. He did not think that his team was worse than Real Madrid... Of course, this was an old stubborn self-deception.
"And, I heard that Real Madrid is now interested in Parada." Li Ang said.
"What on earth are you going to say?" Manuel Arango got angry and yelled. At the same time, he also smelled something abnormal. What on earth was this guy going to do?
"I also heard that Ter Stegen-Quiareguete-Jose Parada is actively contacting Real Madrid." Liang said.
"What else have you heard?" Old Arango shouted angrily.
"No more." Li Ang spread his hands.
"What are you going to do?" Old Arango asked angrily. This guy spoke in a secretive manner, which was very annoying.
"Well, what I mean is." Li Ang smiled, "Can we make a fortune from Real Madrid?"
He finally met.
ps: First update. Please collect, recommend votes, reward, like, and ask for all kinds of oohs and aahs.
I finally posted a few more chapters today and added some more.
