MTLNOVEL Chapter 5: Showing off
In the next few days, Maher's life gradually became regular and stable. He basically wandered around a few fixed areas every day, either training or eating. At night, he went back to the dormitory, washed up and fell asleep again. The overloaded training gradually made him feel a little overwhelmed. He had multiple strains all over his body, and he had to warm up for a long time before he dared to do any movements during each training. "Fortunately, I am tired but happy. He himself did not have any negative emotions. Compared with others, his chances were already very good. If he did not give his all, wouldn't it be a waste of talent? On Thursday, June 16, the U17 team's morning training was finishing ability training. It can also be called a special shooting training. The opportunity to show his skills finally came, and Maher stood in the queue refreshed, waiting to start. "The goalkeeper warms up alone, and the others follow the captain Gilbert. With the order of head coach Hans, the players followed the team's No. 10 captain Gilbert to start jogging and warming up, and many people began to whisper. "I heard that someone has been spending all day at the training ground and the gym recently?" Someone said jokingly, as if paving the way for someone. As soon as he said this, Ian immediately echoed him: "Yes, he is very hardworking. You can hardly see him in the dormitory. He has given up all entertainment. "Hard work..." "I hope he can play in the Premier League with hard work." Someone made a sarcastic comment, "It's just a joke." Ian laughed as he ran: "If you can play in the Premier League with hard work, then there is no need for talent in this world. I think he is about to leave the team. He is anxious. "It's good to leave the team. "Someone else smiled and glanced at Maher, shook his head and said: "I heard that he eats and uses the club's money every day, and he doesn't spend a penny on his own life. Isn't this a pure vampire? Their voices were not small, and almost everyone who was warming up could hear them.
"Warm up well!" Captain Gilbert stopped them, obviously unable to listen any more. Several people shut up in dismay and made a face of trying not to laugh, which was very strange. Maher ignored these "smart guys" directly. It was cheap and unnecessary to get angry and argue with such people. Let them immerse themselves in their own world forever and play with their worthless sense of superiority. He always had to move forward. Soon everyone was not on the same level. It was nothing to laugh now. It was a skill to laugh all the time. The warm-up training ended quickly and the shooting training began immediately. "Bang! Bang! Bang.! The first thing to do was the header training of high crosses. The players on both sides of the wing kept passing crosses for the players in the middle to compete for the header. "Good pass! I'll do it! I
"Ah...my!
"It's okay, keep going!"
Encouragement and regret sounded together, everyone was enthusiastic and excited.
Mael's performance in this training was not outstanding, and heading has never been his strong point. If there is a need in the future, he can work on the proficiency panel of heading and practice a good header.
For now, he is still focusing on strength and long shots.
After the training of heading, it was followed by low-level ball rushing training, dynamic shooting training in the penalty area, and high-speed single-shot training.
Mael's performance was also mediocre, not outstanding.
"Next item, long-distance shooting! It was not until Hans mentioned the long-distance shooting training that he finally raised his head and his eyes became confident. The team captain Gilbert was the first to stand at the arc of the penalty area, waiting for Hans next to the ball pile to pass the ball over, stop the ball and complete the shot.
"Bang!" Gilbert quickly followed, stopped the ball, faced the goal, and kicked it. The ball was played with a clever force, without excessive force, but the angle was tricky. Hopkins, the team's number one goalkeeper, immediately rushed to save the ball, but in the end he was still a step behind and let the ball pass through his fingertips. "Shua!" A crisp sound of the net was heard, and Gilbert, who scored the goal, jumped high and celebrated with a rising dragon fist. "Beautiful!" Hans cast an admiring look, and many players also smiled and applauded. On weekdays, their training atmosphere is still good, but there are a few people who disrupt harmony. "Bang! Bang! Bang.!" Next, one player after another ran to the designated position and completed the shot. The ratio of goals to misses is about one to one. Hans's reminders rang out from time to time throughout the training ground: "The supporting foot is too far away. Do you usually shoot like that?" "Defender's footwork! My grandmother can shoot more accurately than you!" "Not bad, be more confident! Straighten your insteps, don't let go! You are all 17 years old, I don't want to remind you of the details every day." As he said that, he kicked another ball towards the edge of the penalty area. A figure wearing a No. 31 jersey suddenly rushed out, observed the approximate direction of the goal, stepped on the supporting foot, folded his right leg quickly, and shot! "Bang!!" After a muffled sound, the grass debris under his feet exploded, and the football dragged a shadow to fly towards the goal, which was difficult to capture with the naked eye.
Hopkins, the team's goalkeeper, just lowered his center of gravity and looked back dumbfounded. He had no time to judge where the football was flying.Only his body instinct made him turn his head to the right."Bang!!" He saw the football hit the inside of the upper crossbar, shaking the entire door frame violently, and then changed direction and hit the net.The scene suddenly fell into a dead silence, and everyone seemed to be speechless due to the shock of the ball.It's not that no one used the instep volleying method just now, nor that no one used this method to score the ball.The main thing is that the speed of this ball is too damn fast, more than 100 yards?And this angle, close to ten?"Oh...!"
Hopkins was the first to open his mouth and turned his head to look at the shooter, "Mael, you...?"Someone sighed for him and said the following words, "Too exaggerated!""Even if the first-team goalkeeper Fabianski was standing there just now, he might not be able to save it."Captain Gilbert frowned, slightly confused, and then shook his head violently: "No, not possible, but definitely!" Ian and several of his companions looked at each other with dull expressions, but then they had a new excuse, "It's just a trick, right? It must be a trick, I can sometimes play a ten-pointer, and I'm a defender. "He's not at that level, otherwise he would have renewed his contract long ago. "Another one!" Head coach Hans did not give everyone a chance to argue, he quickly kicked a ground ball towards Maher's position again. Such a hard foot... It doesn't look like it was a fluke, he wants to see it again. Maher looked at the ball, lowered his center of gravity, and used the outside of his foot to move the ball to the right, then stopped for a step, followed by his body again, and stepped on the football with his left foot. "Bang!! "As if he had practiced for countless days and nights, he folded his right leg and suddenly popped it out, violently kicking the ball towards the goal.