Chapter 89: The left wing is blocked, Porto is 1 goal behind

Lopetegui opened the Macbook on his desk. There was a large folder on the desktop. The large folder was divided into many small folders according to their names. Lopetegui pressed his right hand on the touchpad and opened a file named "J". At the same time, he motioned Jiang Yuan to sit next to him.

While waiting for Jiang Yuan to arrive, Lopetegui opened one of the videos, which was some footage of Jiang Yuan's game edited by Porto technicians.

"Jiang, look here. You should pass the ball to Casemiro. He's already reaching out to receive it. And here, why did you choose to pass the ball to Brahimi instead of passing it back to Neves?"

Jiang Yuan touched his head. He knew it wasn't embarrassing to be pointed out by the coach, but after the problem was really pointed out, it would be a lie to say that he wasn't embarrassed.

Because from the God's perspective of photography, Jiang Yuan's handling of the ball these two times was indeed not well thought out.

Jiang Yuan licked his lips and said, "I don't have this perspective during the game, so it's hard for me to analyze how to pass the ball..."

"really!"

Lopetegui seemed to have known what Jiang Yuan would say and opened the next video, which was a similar situation.

Katimbe made a run on the right and could have made a good cross, but Jiang Yuan chose to pass the ball 45 degrees to Brahimi in the middle.

The problem with the early cross is that the opponent's defensive players all focus on Brahimi. Jiang Yuan's pass seems to have found Brahimi, but in fact, after receiving the ball, it is impossible for Brahimi to complete the shot facing the defense of three people. Jiang Yuan's pass is no different from giving the ball to the opponent.

"Jiang, it's obvious that you have a big problem with your vision when playing football..."

Lopetegui sighed and told the truth. At the end of the video, Brahimi did not complete the shot as expected. After watching it, Lopetegui asked: "Jiang, I remember when you transferred here for a physical examination, you should have myopia, is that right?"

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Mr. Hu Lun, my left eye is 0.8 and my right eye is 0.9, but I wear contact lenses, so my actual strength is still close to 1.0"

Since Jiang Yuan basically wears his contact lenses from 6 a.m. to 10 p.m., not many people in the club know that Jiang Yuan is nearsighted.

Lopetegui thought for a moment and replied: "As far as I know, there are also two myopic players in our youth training, but they are not as serious as you. It is really difficult for you to play football without contact lenses with your myopia."

Jiang Yuan spread his hands and said, "In my country, this degree of myopia is nothing. Half of my former teammates were myopic. What's wrong, Mr. Hu Lun? Will this have an impact?"

Jiang Yuan was puzzled. Although his strength could not reach the standard 1.0, his contact lenses were well-matched, so he could get as close to 1.0 as possible.

At least it was clear to see on the field.

Lopetegui laughed: "Of course it has an impact. Good eyesight can help you capture your teammates' positions faster and more accurately, and pass the ball better. I used to wonder why you have a good feel for the ball when you dribble past opponents, but you have problems with long or quick passes. You have a big problem with your eyes. You should have stopped the ball with the arch of your foot, but you stopped it with your ankle. That must have been a big mistake."

Lopetegui was rummaging through his computer, and Jiang Yuan had no idea what the Spaniard was looking for in his pile of documents.

"But I don't think I'm that far from the standard strength..."

Jiang Yuan curled his lips.

Lopetegui smiled and said, "Jiang, let me tell you now, the so-called 1.0 normal vision is for ordinary people. Football players like us generally need 1.1 vision, which is the same as an airplane pilot. You need a little bit of so-called farsightedness, but this farsightedness is helpful for you to play football."

Jiang Yuan suddenly realized: "So all those midfielders who are good at long passes have a vision of 1.1?"

Lopetegui shrugged: "Not really, you know Ruben, his static vision is 1.2 (domestic standard 5.1)..."

"Forehead"

Jiang Yuan was speechless. He never expected that he would lose because of the hardware facilities.

What Lopetegui said does make sense. Having a vision of 1.0 is indeed not enough to play football. You can't even see the trajectory of the ball, so how can you pass it or stop the ball?
"Then... Mr. Hu Lun, do you want me to go get a new pair of glasses some other day and ask the doctor to prescribe a 1.2 pair for me?"

Jiang Yuan asked tentatively, and Lopetegui was speechless: "Boy, this kind of thing can't be changed, otherwise everyone would wear glasses. My suggestion now is to strengthen the cultivation of your field of vision in training. Your current technical habits are not yet formed, and there is still a lot of room for improvement."

"Is it really impossible to change?"

Jiang Yuan was a little depressed.

At this time, Lopetegui stood up and said: "Don't worry too much. Anyway, vision doesn't have much impact on long shots. When the time comes, I will give you more training on stopping the ball in the frontcourt long passes."

"It's true that you have physical defects, but you are also talented. If you make up for your defects and give full play to your talents, your ceiling will still be very high. Do you know Raphael Varane of Real Madrid? He is nearsighted like you, but his tackling ability is a little weaker, and his market value is still 2500 million euros!"

"But Mr. Hu Lun, Rafael is a central defender, and I am a winger..."

"It's all the same, just train hard. I believe in you, Jiang!"

"Um... okay."

……

"Good evening, fellow football fans. I am your Akun. Today I will introduce to you the 26th round of the Portuguese Super League, the match between Madeira National and Porto. Here are the starting lineups of both teams."

Madeira National 532
Forwards: Will Young, Lucas Joao
Midfielders: Christian, Goma, Luis Aurelio
Defenders: Joao Aurelio, Zanardi, Sequeira, Correa, Ali Ghazal

Goalkeeper: Gottardi

"Then let's look at the visiting team Porto's lineup. Porto still uses the mainstream 433 formation this season. The much-watched Jiang Yuan is still sitting on the bench today."

Forwards: Brahimi, Aboubakar, Tello

Midfielders: Evandro, Herrera, Casemiro

Defenders: Marcano, Danilo, Sandro, Maicon

Goalkeeper: Elton

"Okay, without further ado, the game begins. In this match, the anchor is optimistic about Porto winning by 1 goal, you can bet against it as you like."

Although Porto's lineup did not change in this game, some personnel adjustments were made. Captain Martinez was rested, Brahimi took his place as left winger, and the center forward was Aboubakar. The Cameroonian is 1 meters tall and has good dribbling skills in a small area.

As for the goalkeeper position, since Fabiano was sent off in the last game, the substitute goalkeeper Elton came on the field today.

In the 20th minute of the game, Porto made a mistake in passing the ball in the frontcourt. Luis dribbled forward and Casemiro could only commit a tactical foul and received a yellow card.

Casemiro's style of intercepting the ball in the backcourt is likely to lead to a yellow card, but there is no way around it. Compared to conceding a goal, Porto would rather receive a yellow card.

What’s strange is that even though Madeira Nacional is not a particularly strong team, Porto just can’t launch an effective attack.

It was not until the 37th minute of the game that the team's striker Will Young scored the first goal.

Madeira National Team leads at home!
"asshole!"

Lopetegui stood on the sidelines, furious. From the start to now, Madeira Nacional has almost controlled the entire rhythm of the game. Madeira Nacional's Madeira Stadium can only accommodate a little over 5000 people, but the fans' enthusiasm has not diminished. From the start to now, Madeira Nacional has threatened the goal defended by Elton more than once.

All I can say is that this goal was inevitable! On the bench, Neves chewed gum and suddenly said to Jiang Yuan, "Look, we can't get in from the left. Our three forwards are all right-footed. We haven't had any threat from the left side in the entire first half. Jiang, I guess we're going to be beaten in the first half..."

Jiang Yuan saw it very clearly. What Neves said was right. Brahimi did not have much ability with his left foot. If he wanted to cross the ball from the left bottom, he could only rely on the full-back Marcano. But the problem was that Madeira Nacional would not give Marcano any chance to get the ball in the frontcourt.

"Hey, Reuben!"

For some reason, Jiang Yuan suddenly nudged Neves' shoulder and said, "Can you see clearly how many nose hairs the goalkeeper on the opposite side has?"

"...?"

Neves didn't react at all, he was stunned, and then said: "Jiang, are you confused by Sira?"

(Sera: A beautiful siren in Portuguese mythology, whose singing can make people intoxicated)
"no no!"

Jiang Yuan shook his head repeatedly and continued, "Mr. Hu Lun told me that your vision in both eyes is 1.2. Is that true?"

"Well... Jiang, this must be true. That's what my physical examination report says. However, my eyesight can only help me find my teammates who are running forward, not to see other people's nose hairs..."

Neves spread his hands and continued.

"So, Jiang, how are we going to win this game now? How about you go up and ask Mr. Hu Lun to play?"

Neves raised his eyebrows at Jiang Yuan. The scene where Jiang Yuan took the initiative to ask Lopetegui for a chance to play was still lingering in his mind.

Jiang Yuan's bravery is simply a role model for substitute players!

"Haha, I'll just tell Mr. Hullen that you want to play, what do you think, Reuben?"

"No, no, Jiang, I think it's better to follow Mr. Hu Lun's arrangement!"

Neves quickly stopped Jiang Yuan's crazy idea.

"Haha, Reuben, you are still a coward. Don't you think that your current level is fully qualified to be a starter? At least try to get a rotation? If I had your level, I would definitely ask for a rotation!"

Jiang Yuan joked, not knowing whether what he said was true or false.

"Jiang, you are so brave. I will tell the captain what you said. Someone has set his sights on Martinez's starting position!"

Neves gave a meaningful smile.

……

[This number 8 on the left is really bad, I want to see number 27! ]

[Look at the footage just now. Your Devouring Seven has already gotten along well with other players on the bench...]

[Casual Porto, damn, and this anchor is also an idiot, what's the point of the visiting team winning by a small goal, how can Porto score a goal with this situation? 】

[The gambling dog starts barking, woof woof woof! ]

[Hahahaha, to be honest, the combination of Brahimi and Abubakar is not as good as Jiang Yuan + Brahimi! ]

[What's the use? Jiang Yuan doesn't have any ability with his left foot. It's useless.]

[Awesome, damn, almost 2:0, this Madeira national team is so awesome? Isn't Porto second in the standings? Why is it so hard to be 8th? ]

[The main reason is that I haven’t reached the level of Devouring Seven! 】

[The problem is that Jiang Yuan has never played in the first half of the first team! ]

[It’s so funny. I’m going to take a nap first and watch it after 65 minutes of the second half]

[Awesome, the 2nd in the Portuguese Super League played against the 8th, and the left side was completely restricted, what a loss! ]

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, calm down. It's only 45 minutes into the first half, and the situation is still changing."

"Come here we see the right side, Tello on the right passes the ball back to Maicon, Maicon makes a long pass to find Brahimi on the left, here it comes! Brahimi takes the ball to the bottom line"

"Ouch! It's hard to pass the ball without the left foot. Brahimi could only turn around, but this turn gave Aurelio a chance and the cross was kicked out of the sideline.

"Throw-in for Porto!"

"Porto played very hard today. It can be seen that the absence of captain Martinez has a great impact on the team. Left back Marcano threw the ball out of bounds, Brahimi stopped the ball, and Marcano made a direct cross."

“Abubakar got the first point and headed the ball into the goal!”

"It's fucked up, the Madeira Nacional goalkeeper reacts too quickly"

"..."

"Well, in the first half, the home team Madeira Nacional entered the locker room with a 1-goal lead. We can see that the fans at the scene are very excited. On the contrary, the condition of the Porto players is not very good, especially Lopetegui on the sidelines. Now he has a black face!"

……

In the team locker room, head coach Lopetegui began to summarize the situation in the first half, while also carrying out his usual midfield madness.

"Assholes, real assholes, beating a Madeira citizen like this, can you be any more useless?"

"I hope you understand that we are now in a critical period of the championship, and every game is very important to us!"

Abubakar scratched his head, stood up and said, "Mr. Hulun, it's not that we don't take the game seriously, but that all three of our routes are restricted..."

Aboubakar could be said to be the most uncomfortable player in the first half. He could not go down either the left or the right wing, and all his chances to touch the ball came from the 45-degree crosses from the full-backs. The Cameroonian was very anxious due to too few touches.

"Hey--"

Lopetegui sighed, glanced at Brahimi sitting on the chair, and then glanced at Jiang Yuan behind him. Both of them are inverted wingers.

How much Lopetegui misses captain Martinez now!

"Forget it, Jiang, you can start warming up now. You'll be on the court in 5 minutes in the second half!"

……

(End of this chapter)