After the competition in the morning, there was a tactical class in the afternoon.
After the tactics class, Mo Yang felt bad all over and could only keep lamenting that Bielsa was indeed a head coach known as a lunatic.
Seeing the tactical requirements listed in the class, every player went crazy.
Leaving aside other items, the physical fitness item alone scares many players. They feel that Bielsa's tactical system has reached a point where the physical requirements for players are a bit harsh and perverted in a second-tier league like the English Championship.
But in the tactics class, Bielsa directly admitted that physical fitness comes first in his tactical system. If a player does not meet the standard, he would rather choose the player with relatively poor ability but up to standard physical fitness to start.
After coming out of the classroom, Mo Yang quickly got a diet plan and gym schedule specially customized for him from the physical coach Asensio.
So in the following days, Mo Yang had to eat six times a day, and was tortured to death by physical training every morning. After attending tactics class in the afternoon, he had to go to the gym to train all his muscles. Returning to the dormitory every day felt like mud.
In just over a month, Moyang's weight soared from 65KG to 70KG.
Although compared with European and American players, the body still looks a bit thin, but the outline of some muscles can be faintly seen under the clothes.
On the afternoon of August 7th, after training, the players returned to the locker room to wash up, but no one left early.
They are all waiting for Bielsa's starting lineup for tomorrow's game.
Tomorrow is the start of the new season of the English Championship 15-16. Leeds United will face a very strong opponent in the first round, the so-called Premier League team Burnley.
Because although Burnley was relegated last season, there were basically no changes in the lineup.
After Mo Yang washed up, he sat on the chair and waited. He was a little bored. He directly called up the system and clicked on the character attribute panel to check the training results of the past month.
Overall rating: 67 [Semi-professional level]
Speed:78
Shots:40
Passes: 89
Dribbling:85
Agility:80
Defense:43
Any:45
Body:60
Physical fitness: 62
Field of View:91
Ball feel: 100 [player talent, not included in rating]
Talent: Absolute sense of ball, focus and explosiveness
Left foot:★★★★★
Right foot:★★★★★
Mo Yang's various abilities have increased. His physical attributes have also increased from 55 to 60, and his physical fitness has increased from 55 to 62. But the biggest improvement is his defensive ability, which has almost doubled from 23 to 43.
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"Yang, aren't you nervous?"
Bamford saw Mo Yang leaning against the locker and staring blankly in a daze after washing up, so he leaned over and asked with a smile.
"You kid should just worry about yourself! You've wasted Yang's wonderful penetration countless times this month." Next to him, Ailin was shirtless and playing with his mobile phone. When he heard the words, he raised his head and winked, "Yang is ours now.
Father Battery will definitely be in the starting lineup, unless the madman goes crazy."
"Ha ha……"
Suddenly all the players in the locker room were happy, this sentence was absolutely crazy.
"Guys, I have a question!"
Phillips suddenly raised his hand, and after everyone looked over, he smiled mischievously and said: "Excuse me, the madman is crazy, how did he do it?!"
After he finished speaking, he found that the locker room was surprisingly quiet, and everyone was holding back a smile and looking behind him.
Phillips froze and felt an ominous feeling. He slowly turned around and saw Bielsa standing at the door of the locker room with a dark face.
Phillips opened his mouth and was instantly petrified!
Bamford held back his laughter and pulled Phillips back to the chair, directly covered his head with the white towel in his hand, and then made a praying gesture with both hands on his chest, "Rest in peace! The merciful God will bless you, Amen
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"puff!……"
"Ha ha!……"
Everyone burst into laughter when they saw this funny scene!
"Quiet!" Bielsa scolded with a dark face, and then opened the file directly.
Seeing the eighteen-man roster on the folder, everyone fell silent and looked at Bielsa nervously and expectantly, including Mo Yang.
"Wood!" Bielsa was too lazy to talk nonsense and said directly.
When he heard that he was the first one, Wood jumped up from his chair happily, received a death stare from Bielsa, and sat back down again.
Bamford looked a little disappointed, he had no chance to start.
Because of more than a month of pre-match training, most of Bielsa's lineups are a 4141 formation with a single forward, and very few will use a 3142 formation.
During this period, their tactics classes mostly explained the 4141 formation with a single forward and the special offensive formation 3142.
Tomorrow's opponent is another Premier League team, and Bielsa will most likely adopt a more reliable 4141 formation.
Seeing that Bamford was a little disappointed, Mo Yang patted him on the back and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Patrick, you should be able to play as a substitute!"
"Thank you!" Bamford's young heart was stabbed. He covered his chest and pushed Mo Yang's hand away. The boat of friendship capsized at every turn.
Phillips, who was curled up in a towel and pretending to be dead, was amused.
"Harrison!"
"Dallas!"
"Phillips!"
"Hernandez!"
"..."
"Aelin!"
"Cooper!"
"..."
Bielsa's names came out of Bielsa's mouth one by one. He smiled when he heard them, but when he heard them, he looked disappointed.
After a while, the list of the starting eleven was read out. Only then did everyone realize that Mo Yang was missing from the starting lineup, and they were all a little confused.
They have all seen Mo Yang's performance this month. He is not like a player in the English Championship at all. It seems that this madman is going to cause trouble again!
"Don't worry, you can be a substitute!" After Bamford was stunned, he gloated and repaid Mo Yang with a knife, and suddenly felt less depressed. He was a typical bad friend.
Mo Yang rolled his eyes, faced everyone's gaze, scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, with a look of disappointment on his face.
But he soon figured out that the old madman must have his reasons for making such arrangements. If he was not good enough, then he would definitely work harder.
Soon, the list of seven substitutes was released, and both Mo Yang and Bamford were selected.
After a while, Bielsa left and everyone flocked to the restaurant.
Because tomorrow's game is at home, at the Elland Road Stadium, Bielsa asked the players to stay overnight to prevent some people from going out and affecting their waists.
After dinner, Mo Yang went back to the dormitory directly. Just as he was about to enter the players' space for defensive training, the phone rang.
"Hello! Steven!" Mo Yang answered the phone and laughed, "Good evening!"
"How's it going? Are you selected for the squad?" Gerrard asked with a smile.
"I didn't make it to the starting lineup!" There was unconcealable disappointment in Mo Yang's voice.
Gerrard was silent for a while on the other end of the phone, and then said with a smile: "Good thing, this is good news, it shows that Bielsa attaches great importance to you!"
Mo Yang was confused when he heard this.
"Yang! You are very inexperienced in the game now, and the collision in the English Championship is also very fierce. I think Mr. Bielsa may want you to experience the atmosphere of the scene first. He arranged this for your own good."
"I bet he will let you play tomorrow!" Gerrard said confidently.
"Thank you, Steven!" Mo Yang expressed his heartfelt thanks for Gerald's comfort, "How are you at the LA Galaxy?"
"..."
The two chatted for a while and then hung up the phone.
Mo Yang lay down on the bed, called up the system interface, clicked on the training module, and the next second he tilted his head and closed his eyes to fall asleep, his consciousness directly entering the player space.
When he opened his eyes again, he appeared in a huge white space, surrounded by eight light curtains.
From left to right, they are basic, shooting, defense, dribbling, passing, free kick, scene practice and fancy practice modules.
Each of these modules will be divided into several sub-module options when clicked.
For example, the shooting module has five sub-modules: finishing kick, long shot, volley, penalty kick, and header.
All these trainings directly act on the brain, and can directly generate brain memory after training, and then assist the player's body to quickly generate muscle memory.
For example, if Mo Yang wants to learn a certain passing movement, it may take a week or two to practice directly. However, after practicing in space to generate brain memory, and then returning to real practice, it only takes less than a week to become proficient and use it.
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Moyang clicked on the defense module, which was instantly divided into four sub-modules:
After thinking for a while, Mo Yang withdrew from the defensive option.
With the help of his coach this month, he has learned all the defensive knowledge he can.
At the beginning, with the help of the player's space, the improvement was very obvious, but recently, no matter how hard he practices, his defensive ability has not improved at all.
Therefore, Mo Yang went to the defensive coach and asked why he felt that the progress was not as obvious as it was at the beginning, or even not improving at all. The answer was that it was due to his current lack of game experience, and defense is a comprehensive ability.
Entering the shooting module, Mo Yang clicked on the finishing touch module, and a list of players popped up directly.
The list is full of defensive players, with defensive ability values ranging from 90 to 60. There are thousands of them, too many to count.
Mo Yang directly scrolled down the list to the end. He couldn't hold on to the high-scoring stars in front of him, so choosing them to help with training was pure self-abuse.
Suddenly, Mo Yang's eyes widened, and he saw an acquaintance at the bottom of the list.
[Jurgen, Klopp, total defensive rating: 70, birthday: June 16, 1966, professional center back, once played for the German second division Mainz club.]
"Hey!" Looking at the young and handsome version of Klopp, Mo Yang suddenly smiled secretly.
Without saying a word, he chose the younger version of Klopp. Suddenly, the space changed. Mo Yang appeared on a court, with the younger version of Klopp standing in front of him.
Then Mo Yang was almost tortured to tears, and the system told him the cruel truth that absolutely none of the players who could be included in the system were good.
