Zhuo Yang played wild football at home during the years when he was from the late 1990s to the turn of the century. At that time, most of the middle-aged people were in the wild court, and the football they played was basically brought by themselves.
The wild courts in those days were really wild, and the venue and playing style were not as particular as they were later, and the quality of football was uneven.
As I was kicking, the ball was kicked down. The owner of the ball was reluctant to throw it away. He put it back into the net pocket with a sad face to see if he could find someone who repaired the bicycle or shoe to sew it and then use it.
Since entering professional football at Madiburg in 2002, Zhuo Yang has never encountered any football being kicked down again, and has not been in training, let alone the game.
The former Madiburg was just an unknown low-level club, and he has been as professional as possible in equipment and facilities, not to mention the wealthy clubs Zhuo Yang later played for. The pre-training and pre-match preparations for football are absolutely flawless.
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However, nothing in the world should be said to be absolute. There are too many things that cannot be explained by even the most cutting-edge technology, let alone a soccer world. Some inexplicable and evil things can inevitably happen.
For example, football leaks.
In the second round of the Champions League D group, Real Madrid challenged Ajax away. In the 31st minute of the first half, the score was still 0:0. Zhuo Yang cut off De Jong (not De Tu)'s ball in the backcourt.
Professional football has been playing for ten years. Zhuo Yang's feet feel as sensitive and familiar to the ball as if they are to his own skin. He immediately felt that football was a little weird.
But before I could think too much, my body and mind instinct pushed the football out to find Detuda to respond. However, as soon as the football rolled halfway, he suddenly braked and slowed down, looking very decadent.
Ajax midfielder Dirk Bericht, who was originally unrelated, just cut off the football and instantly formed an open counterattack against Real Madrid's hinterland.
The 26-year-old Bericht thought he had picked up a big gift bag. He was very clever, but he was not as cunning as Zhuo Yang and Shui Ye. The two of them didn't even hesitate at all. They rushed over from left to right, as if they were caught.
He captured Bericht tightly like a fugitive.
Swedish referee Eriksson was very confused, just as he was Bericht, until the two special police officers danced and said to him: "Ball! Ball, Ball."
Zhuo Yang picked up the football and was already weak and drooping. He pressed it gently with his hands, and it did not bounce back when it sank.
Mr. Eriksson and Bericht almost believed their eyes: This is a damn European Champions League match, the highest-organized football event in the world, how could such a thing happen?
No matter whether it is a football quality issue or a negligent preparation before the game, it is a scandal that is not a big deal.
What should I do? Change the ball! But Real Madrid players couldn't help but feel their hearts sank, because this is not the first time they have encountered a sluggish ball in the new season.
Twenty days ago, the fourth round of La Liga, at the Pisjuan Stadium and Sevilla, the football was also kicked down in the second half. After Ronaldo and Rakitic faced each other, the football leaked.
It's right.
In that game, Real Madrid lost. Could it be that the scene of losing the game will be staged again?
Zhuo Yang has not revisited the story of a ball in the first ten years, but he has encountered two consecutive times in less than a month. Even when he played wild football, he was not so close to each other.
Do you think that's it?
The referee Eriksson solemnly took a new game ball from the fourth official and handed it to Zhuo Yang to signal the gentleman to compete for the ball, and at the same time expressed his apology to both sides.
Kaka dribbled the ball from the left and passed it to Ronaldo. This was a very clever pass. But as soon as the football left his foot, Kaka felt something was wrong. He quickly shook his arm hard and shouted: "Ball! Ball, ball referee."
When C Luo carried the ball and turned around, the football was soft and powerless again, like a waste snack man.
It was only two minutes before the last ball was down.
C Rona is so hot, Donima has a good opportunity! He has to pick up the soft ball and drive out of the field with his big foot. Referee Eriksson blew the whistle, and he had to confirm it.
The waiter in the grass was right, Eriksson kicked the football out himself. This time he couldn't believe even the fourth official and asked the caddie to throw one.
Zhuo Yang couldn't even believe him and reached out to pass the new football: "Let me try it first."
After throwing it gently, he swung his big foot and gave it viciously.
The football's straight up and down height exceeded the stadium flagpole, and it felt like it was going straight into the sky. After aiming at the football that was quickly falling to the ground after exhausted, Zhuo Yang moved two steps slightly and flew again without waiting for it to land.
Straight up and down, taller than the last time. Cheers in unison at the Amsterdam Stadium.
Football is in great pain, it is not afraid of pain, but it is afraid of acrophobia.
‘Bang!!’
With another step, the football team was unwilling to go straight to the sky again. Everyone cheered, and even the players of Real Madrid and Ajax were secretly admiring in their hearts.
They are all in this industry, so they know the most about how exquisite technology and ball feel are contained behind Zhuo Yang's three blow-ups. Ronaldo said: Damn!
This time, football is no longer afraid, because when it turned around and fell, it saw the beautiful neon lights of Amsterdam's beautiful city. It sighed: It turns out that the world is so big and so beautiful.
Have you ever seen football falling from the sky?
Football wants Zhuo Yang torture it again because it also wants to see the edge of the city and the sky under the night sky.
It was disappointed.
Zhuo Yang shook his ankle and relieved the ball. The football fell on his feet without any rebound. He was very well-behaved, but it rolled softly on the grass and didn't move. In the blink of an eye, it looked like a sleeping cat.
After the referee Eriksson continued to be dumbfounded for three seconds, he closed his chin and asked in shock: "I'll just snatch it, I'm not angry again?"
"No, no, no, Mr. Referee." Zhuo Yang Yanran smiled: "There is no problem with this ball, you can play with confidence. OK!"
Eriksson was skeptical and picked up the football from the ground, and squeezed it hard with both arms. The football was indeed as hard as a man with strong energy.
The fans of Amsterdam Stadium have become obsessed with it, but this scene makes them feel that the ticket price is worth the night.
Callehon poked Marcelo with his elbow: "I said, are you okay?"
Under Zhuo Yang, Real Madrid's small and medium-sized skills are the most delicate and the most colorful person is Marcelo, after all, Brazilians. Although Ronaldo, Di Maria, Ozil and Kaka, their small skills are not bad either.
But there is no Zhuo Yang or the slutty guy.
Marcelo shook his head: "It's okay to go straight up and down. I can't play three times, and I don't dare to be so high. There's no problem stopping the ball, but I've stopped to death at such a high level. I haven't tried it."
"That's just not possible!"
Marcelo whispered: "Last time I was playing in the locker room, Zhuo Yang lost to me. Didn't you see it?"
Chapter completed!