Chang Sheng squatted on the turf beside the stadium, pulled out a piece of grass from the turf of the stadium, and then held it in his mouth.
In front of him was a simple stadium.
The young players on both sides of the field are fighting for possession of the ball.
In the stands behind them, the parents of the home team's young players were loudly cheering for their children.
This is the Chamartín training base of Real Madrid Club.
As a senior football fan, Chang Sheng knew that this was not the 120-hectare luxury sports city Baldebaibas that everyone became familiar with later.
This is the training base used by Real Madrid before the official opening of Valdebaibas, the old sports city, Chamartin.
Chamartin is actually the original name of the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium. Initially, the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium was called Estadio_Chamartin. Later, in order to commemorate the greatest president in the history of Real Madrid Club, Santiago Bernabeu, the stadium was changed to its current name.
However, the stadium has been changed, but the name of the training base has not been changed. It still uses the name of Chamartin Training Base.
This old training base of less than twelve hectares is packed with Real Madrid’s first team and all echelons.
Real Madrid first team, Real Madrid B team Castilla (Real_Madrid_Castilla), Real Madrid C team (Real_Madrid_C), Under-twenties A team (Juvenil_A), Under-twenties B team (Juvenil_B), Under-twenties
Youth C team (Juvenil_C), Under-17 team A (Cadete_A), Under-17 team B (Cadete_B), Under-15 team A (Infantil_A), Under-15 team B (Infantil_B)
, Junior Team A under thirteen years old (Alevin_A), Junior Team B under thirteen years old (Alevin_B), Reserve Team A between seven and ten years old (Benjamin_A), Reserve Team B between seven and ten years old (Benjamin_B)...
Every day, more than a dozen teams train here, and with the fans who come to watch training and games, the place is very crowded.
Since the Chamartín training base is located on the most prosperous Castilla Street in Madrid, it is already considered the city center. It is surrounded by various Spanish multinational companies and business buildings, and there is no room for expansion. Therefore, the training ground was abandoned.
It's a matter of time.
Chang Sheng, who came from time-travel, understands the history after this very well.
But now he doesn't care about the fate of the Chamartin training base.
What he cares about is his own destiny.
His predecessor, also a guy named Chang Sheng, obviously had some ability. Otherwise, how could a 27-year-old Chinese become the head coach of a youth team in Real Madrid's youth training camp, even if it was just
The third-last tier of the Under-13 junior B team.
However, Chang Sheng didn't know what his predecessor was capable of and why he could become a coach in Real Madrid's youth training camp.
His predecessor left him nothing, except those that could not be taken away, such as the FIFA A-level coaching certificate. His mind was blank about how to coach a team.
When directing the game, he could still pretend to shout something like, "Keep your formation!" "Press up!" "Return to defense quickly!" When it came to tactics, he was also very clear-cut, and he looked like a Zhao Kuo--talking on paper.
But training is a completely unfamiliar area for him.
Directing the game, setting up tactics, etc., even if he has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs run away. He plays the FM Football Manager game, and these things are considered as seeing pigs run away. But FM training is different from reality. In the game
You can assign special coaches to train players, just arrange training programs. But how to train players specifically? He doesn't know. For example, in terms of physical training, what exactly is physical training? How to train properly.
Are you tired of your physical fitness? Running laps and laps? Don’t be ridiculous! Even Chang Sheng thinks this is unreliable.
How to direct the team to play can be understood to some extent when watching the live broadcast of the game, but what about training? This cannot be seen by watching the live broadcast of the game, and the media cannot report the specific content of the team's training - this involves the team's tactical secrets
Yes, not all training content can be made known to the media.
So he had never seen what training was like in a real team, which made him very confused.
In the past three days, except for dreaming about his previous life when he slept at night, he had been thinking about this matter.
If you really want to be a football coach, it is impossible for a coach who cannot lead team training to survive in this industry.
Learn to train the team as soon as possible.
In the past three days, he had observed the work of his colleagues very carefully, and then thought about it based on his own understanding - it was impossible for him to ask his colleagues, otherwise the secret would be exposed.
As for directing the team to play games, it is much easier for him now than leading the team for training.
After all, Real Madrid's youth team - no, strictly speaking it should be a children's team - is very powerful in the whole of Spain.
And their opponent today, Compostela Children's Team B, was too weak. Even if he did nothing, he could still win this game - Chang Sheng thought so.
Dang Changsheng didn't really intend to do this.
As a fan who has loved coaches rather than stars since he was a child, he finally got an opportunity to direct a game. How could he just waste it like this?
Even if it's just a youth team game, even if it's just imitating the behavior of those head coaches on TV, Chang Sheng can't wait to give it a try.
He really likes the feeling of giving impassioned advice from the sidelines!
So he spit out the grass stems in his mouth and stood up from the ground.
He started to pretend to direct the game.
The current situation of the game really requires him as the head coach to do something, because five minutes into the game, the score on the field has not changed, it is still 0:0.
For the Real Madrid youth team, it is abnormal for the opponent to be so weak that they were unable to break the opponent's goal for five minutes.
According to his observation, during these five minutes, the Compostela Children's Team B returned to defense, compressing the space and time in front of their goal, preventing the players from Real Madrid's Junior B Team from being able to calmly start their kicks in the penalty area, or even even
I can't even hold the ball.
How to solve this situation?
Chang Sheng began to recall the many games he had watched, and how the famous coaches or non-famous coaches did what they did when faced with situations like this.
To break the dense defense...it's nothing more than long-range shots and set kicks.
Set pieces require specialized tactics, and it is too late to improvise now.
On the contrary, the long-range shot is "good quality and low price", convenient and fast...
He remembered that when he was observing training these days, there was a young player who was very good at long-range shots. He was less than thirteen years old, but his feet were very hard.
Who is coming?
Ah, it seems to be Victor Andres No. 14...
He was about to loudly remind No. 14 how far to shoot, but he just opened his mouth and took a deep breath to prepare his emotions.
At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from behind him. The sound was loud and unpleasant, like a male duck making a noise in his ear.
"Damn it, is there something wrong with your brain! Why don't you let Diego play in this game?"
"Get Diego on, you idiot!"
This sudden noise almost made Chang Sheng choke on his own anger. His brows also wrinkled.
He didn't want to pay attention to the scolding behind him, and shouted: "Victor! Victor Andres! What a long shot! Don't rush too far forward, come back a little! Then shoot from a long distance!"
Finally issued his first on-the-spot command of the game, Chang Sheng was a little proud - his aura was okay, his strategy was correct, and his first performance was impeccable! Of course, did it really work?
He didn't know for sure, he just made adjustments based on his own experience watching football, but no matter what, this was his first step. Just by looking at it, he still looked like a handsome guy...
Just when Chang Sheng felt proud of his performance, but also a little uneasy, the male duck disturbed his mood again.
"If you want to break the deadlock, long shot? Don't tease the idiot! You have to let my son play! As long as my son plays, any deadlock will be broken! How did you become a coach? You don't understand such a simple question? A
One performance from a star can change everything! Don’t you understand? My son Diego is such a star!”
Chang Sheng turned around and walked back. He glanced at the "Roshan" in the stands who was waving his arms and shouting loudly, and then withdrew his gaze.
"Stop pretending! As long as my son Diego is replaced, you are guaranteed to win!" The big fat man was still shouting.
Chang Sheng walked back to the coaching bench, and then asked his colleague Carlos Piles Gonzalez, also the coach of the youth team: "Who is that noisy duck?"
Gonzalez was stunned for a moment before he realized who Chang Sheng was talking about, and then he smiled. Because Chang Sheng's description was indeed very vivid.
After laughing, he said to Chang Sheng: "Uh, it's Miguel Parales Pocellino Castro Hernandez. He is the director of the club, a small director, but he is also a director.
." Gonzalez kindly reminded Chang Sheng that even if the other party is a small director, he is not someone a youth team coach like them can afford to offend. In his opinion, Chang Sheng is so gentle and always has a smile on his face.
, and wandering alone in a foreign country, Chinese people with no background, it is best not to provoke the directors of the club, even just a small director...
Chang Sheng smiled, thanked Gonzalez for his kind reminder, and then asked: "So the 'arrogant, nostrils turned upward, Diego' who just joined our team yesterday is his son?"
Gonzalez couldn't help laughing again. What happened today? Chang Sheng became funny and venomous. His evaluation and description of Diego were also very accurate.
After laughing, he nodded: "Yes, he is his son."
Chang Sheng hummed, "No wonder that kid feels so good about himself." Then he added, "Tell him to warm up."
Gonzalez did not continue to ask, but turned around to inform Diego Jr. on the bench to warm up.
Although this kid's level is really not that good, if normal procedures were followed, it would be impossible for him to enter the Real Madrid youth training camp, let alone enter the junior B team. But he always feels that he is a genius, a little junior
Team B really didn't take it seriously. On the first day he joined the team, he said that the junior team B was just a springboard for him, and he would soon go to the more advanced junior team A and work his way up.
He said this as if he just condescended to train with the junior B team for a few days. His stinky look made many adults uncomfortable.
So the coaches actually don't like him very much, but under the current circumstances, is there any other choice? They can only send him out. Who wants him to have a father that ordinary coaches like them can't afford?
After giving instructions on this matter, Chang Sheng walked back to the sidelines and continued to direct his game.
His previous one would only be interrupted by the fat duck. He was not sure if Victor received it, so he wanted to confirm.
But this time he didn't yell directly. He didn't want his opponents to hear his plan - the youth team's playing field was very quiet, and the main sound was the various shouts made by the players themselves.
Therefore, everyone can hear what the coach yells on the sidelines. If some parents in the stands are too excited, the sound they make will quickly make them the focus of everyone's attention - just like that fat duck.
Fortunately, what satisfied him was that after he made the decision to let Diego warm up, the ducks behind him stopped quacking loudly.
The world is finally... peaceful.
A dead ball opportunity soon appeared on the court. Chang Sheng quickly called No. 14 Victor Andres to the sidelines and gave him face-to-face instructions to confirm again and let him shoot from a distance.
"You have the ability to shoot from a distance, Victor. Your feet are very strong. Shoot from a distance!"
Victor Andres was a bit conflicted: "But coach, shouldn't Real Madrid's football tradition be beautiful and gorgeous? Wouldn't too many long shots be too rough and direct..."
Chang Sheng dismissed this: "Shit, Victor! Let me tell you what Real Madrid's football tradition is. Real Madrid's tradition is not about beauty, but victory! Real Madrid is the most successful team on the planet, right?
"
When it comes to this, Real Madrid's young players are always the proudest. Victor raised his chest and raised his head: "Yes!"
"Then do you know why Real Madrid is the most successful?"
"Uh..." It is already difficult for a child to think that long-distance shooting is too rough and direct, and it is difficult for him to understand this complicated issue.
Chang Sheng said proudly: "That's because Real Madrid has won the most championships, and they are the winners! Because of this, Real Madrid is the most successful team, so victory is Real Madrid's tradition, not something good-looking and beautiful.
gorgeous!"
At this time, the referee was a little dissatisfied with Chang Sheng always talking to the players, so he ran over to remind Chang Sheng that the game would continue.
Chang Sheng was unmoved. He just waved his hand to signal the referee to wait, and then patted Victor hard: "So no matter how far you shoot, only victory can make Real Madrid more glorious! Okay, now go, go...
…”
Seeing that the referee was about to get angry, he quickly pushed Victor onto the court.
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Miguel Paralles Pocellino Castro Hernandez was sitting in the seat closest to the coaching bench in the stands. He saw that his son had been called to warm up. The warm-up was a few seconds.
After a few minutes, he will definitely be replaced.
That damn fool is pretty sensible.
he thought triumphantly.
The director of the Real Madrid Club twisted his pot-bellied body. Even though he squeezed into the fans on both sides, he didn't realize it and didn't even say sorry. He just raised his head and looked at his son with pride, the one with the "King of Football"
Maradona's namesake Diego.
As for the four angry looks next to him, he was completely unaware of them.
He was looking forward to his son's first Junior B game.
His son did let him in through the back door through connections, but he was very confident in his son's strength and potential. He was sure that his son was a genius that was rare to see in a century!
He began to imagine that his son would go on the field and go on a killing spree, helping the Real Madrid Under-13 Junior B team win, and then a legend would begin from this humble game... Just like Butragueno
That way, you can become the new leader and representative of Real Madrid in the future!
But the proud smile on Mr. Director’s face gradually disappeared.
Because he found that his son had been warming up on the sidelines for five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, twenty minutes... The first half of the game was almost over, and his son was still warming up and warming up.
...At the same time, Real Madrid finally broke the deadlock with a long shot from the No. 14 player, took the lead, and went on to win another victory... The deadlock no longer existed, Real Madrid was leading by two goals!
Does your own son still have a good fart scene to perform?
Oh shit!
Got fooled by this damn bastard!
The director of Real Madrid finally responded.
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