Chapter 1 Alpine Cold(1/2)
Fuen Lavrada is a small city located in the southwest of Madrid, the capital of Spain. It is a famous gathering place for Chinese people.
At this time, the second round of the Madrid Community Invitational was being held in the Pistas Football Stadium in the western suburbs of the city.
The home team is an amateur team from Fuen Lavrada, consisting of all Chinese players, Chinatown.
Standing in front of the home team coach's seat was a young Chinese man of 23 or 24, wearing a simple red training suit, and from time to time he walked to the sidelines and shouted a few words, directing the players' game.
The unfavorable situation of being crushed by the opponent on the court made the young man frown, but his expression showed a sense of unwillingness.
His name is Gao Han.
Gao Han was born in a rural area in southern China and moved to the capital with his parents. His biggest interest since childhood was football, but he was born not a piece of football. Therefore, becoming a professional head coach was his biggest dream in his life!
Since junior high school, Gao Han used his spare time to study the professional knowledge of professional coaches and applied to volunteer for professional teams in Beijing to observe and learn professional team training for a long time. During college, he was the head coach of the school team and led this team that had been weak for many years. He won the Inter-school Cup championship for three consecutive years and became a terrifying strong team.
In order to better realize his dream, after graduating from university, Gao Han resolutely chose to study abroad and studied at the Autonomous University of Barcelona, one of the three famous football institutions in Europe for one year. He was fortunate to intern at the La Liga giants Barcelona, and studied with the world's top Dutch coach Van Gaal.
A year later, Gao Han graduated from the Autonomous University of Barcelona and ********* was eager to develop in European professional football.
But unexpectedly, from Barcelona to Valencia, and then to Madrid, the high and cold weather hits walls everywhere.
In Spain, no team is willing to give a rookie coaching opportunity from a weak football country that is unknown and cannot even score in the World Cup, even if it is not even a mere youth team head coach.
Finally, after traveling to many places and hitting walls, Gao Han came to Fuen Lavrada, and it happened that Chinatown needed a head coach in order to participate in the Madrid Community Invitational.
In this way, Gao Han became the head coach of this amateur team.
Although the Madrid Community Invitational Tournament is an amateur cup, there will also be many professional teams or youth teams from the surrounding areas of Madrid, which has attracted the attention of many professionals and media.
If you can stand out in this event, you may not have the chance to be selected by professional teams.
Therefore, Gao Han devoted all his energy to Chinatown and successfully led the team to defeat his amateur opponent in the first round of knockout matches and advanced to the second round.
But unexpectedly, in the second round, they unfortunately won the second team of professional team Getafe.
"The head coach of Chinatown team is well-organized, plays very well and organized, but the team is not strong."
"This team has just been formed not long ago. It is composed of some amateur Chinese youths, and there is not even regular football training. The overall strength is not as good as that of professional teams, even if it is compared with amateur teams."
"Not? Although many amateur teams are amateurs, their players are eliminated from the youth training of regular professional teams. Their strength is definitely not comparable to those of these players from Chinatown."
"If it weren't for that young head coach, Chinatown would probably not be able to even go out of the first round."
"But this team may have stopped in the second round."
"Although Getafe II is in the fourth level and the team in the Spanish League C, it is a regular youth training for professional teams. Its strength is much higher than that of Chinatown. Emiro is also a well-known coach around Madrid, so Chinatown has no chance."
"The biggest suspense of this game is how many goals can Getafe II win."
"Haha, Emiro also said in an interview before the game that his biggest competitors are Fuen Lavrada, Sporting Gijon II, and Real Madrid II and Atletico Madrid II, which have stronger overall strength."
"Ha, no one will take the amateur team of Chinatown to heart."
"This is for sure."
Gao Han stood on the sidelines and listened to the comments of the fans around him, feeling very unwilling.
There is no doubt that the former has a crushing strength advantage over amateurs.
At the beginning of the game, Getafe II firmly controlled the game situation and began to bombard Chinatown, which made the amateur opponents have to shrink into the penalty area and have no power to fight back.
This one-sided crazy situation also stimulated the Spanish fans who were scattered around the stadium, all of them were cheering for the crowd as if they were injected with chicken blood.
Between Spanish and Chinese teams, they undoubtedly chose the former.
Anyone can see that for Getafe II, this game is no longer a question of whether to win.
Instead, I'm ready to win a few goals!
There were even Spanish fans on the sidelines who shouted that they would win ten goals, which shows how amazing the away team's advantage is.
As the head coach of Chinatown, Gao Han frowned and was still thinking about the strategy of the match.
This is the first team he coaches, and it is another knockout match that determines the outcome in one game. He doesn’t want to lose, nor can he lose!
No matter how strong the opponent is or how bad the situation is, as long as there is still a little hope, he will do his best to win.
"I tried every means to travel thousands of miles, from China to Europe, just to fulfill my coaching dream."
"Being ridiculed by so many people and rejected by so many teams, the community invitational tournament is my last chance!"
"I must not lose, absolutely not!"
At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from Gao Han's mind.
"The belief value meets the standard and the system is successfully activated, please wait..."
Immediately afterwards, a gray window popped up in my mind.
"What's going on?" Gao Han was shocked and looked around. He was alone, who was talking?
The original gray window suddenly lit up in my mind, and the sound rang again.
"The system has been activated and the identity has begun to be bound..."
"Identity binding is completed, and data collection begins..."
"The data is collected."
"Welcome to use the Chinese Dream coaching system! Born specifically to revitalize Chinese football!"
"The system is started and enters the rookie teaching mode!"
Gao Han's face changed in surprise. What was going on?
A window popped up in the system again and a sound came.
"Rookie Welfare: Two one-star skill cards."
"Rookie Tips: During the skill card, you can switch targets, but they can only act on one player at the same time."
"One-star offensive card slightly improves the player's offensive ability, lasting ten minutes and cooling for 90 minutes."
"One-star defense card slightly improves the player's defensive ability, lasting ten minutes and cooling for 90 minutes."
"Rookie Teaching Task: Use the skill card once each and reward two achievement points."
What's the thing?
Gao Han was stunned. Is this playing a game?
But look at the court, Chinatown was forced into a very embarrassing situation by Fuen Lavrada since the beginning of the game, and now it has been frequently attacked into the penalty area, forming an offensive threat. The front of the goal was in panic and the situation was in danger.
Gao Han knew in his heart that the gap between his team and his opponents was too big, and they were not at the same level at all. This was not a fact that he could change as a head coach.
If you continue to let the opponent bombard so wildly, be scored, or even scored a few goals, it will be a matter of time.
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"So tenacious! It's hard to believe that this is a newly formed team!"
In the crowd beside the buzzing field, a Mediterranean man with a camera on his chest, a slightly fat body, and about thirty years old, exclaimed, but soon smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"But it's useless, Emiro's team won't give them a chance."
"I really don't have any chance?" asked the Spanish boy with freckles standing next to the Mediterranean man.
The Mediterranean man shook his head without hesitation, "Football games rely on strength to speak, and the overall strength gap is huge. No matter how outstanding the head coach does, it will be useless."
"It's so regretful." The freckled boy sighed.
"If you can get into the second team, you should have a chance to avenge them."
The freckled boy's face darkened, "They don't trust me."
"Wait a little longer, there should be a chance." The Mediterranean man patted the freckled boy's shoulder and comforted him.
At this time, on the football field, with the head coach of Getafe II in his thirties waved his hand, Getafe II immediately strengthened its offensive, and Chinatown was suddenly in danger in front of the goal.
"Emiro has no patience and continues to waste!" The Mediterranean man shook his head and sighed, "He is going to kill the game!"
As he was talking, he saw Getafe II's attack from the right. After a continuous cooperation, the right forward made a precise cross and sent the ball into the penalty area.
"Beware of their high center!"
The Mediterranean man heard Gao Han shouting loudly and praised him. He was such a vigilant guy.
The backbone of Chinatown's defense, the No. 4 central defender, immediately retreated after hearing the sound, blocking the opponent's high center forward who was more than 1.9 meters tall, and the ball was indeed looking for them.
Although the central defender of Chinatown was slightly inferior in height, he had a position advantage. But just when he thought that the ball was almost certain, the high center forward who jumped up at the same time suddenly opened his left hand...
"ah!"
The fourth central defender fell to the ground after screaming, and blood was pouring out of his nostrils.
"Hey, elbow, elbow, foul!"
Gao Han rushed out and roared with a ferocious face.
The players of Chinatown also rushed forward, some people ran over to see their teammates, while some people rushed towards the referee.
The high center of Getafe II team raised his hands with innocent expressions and explained to the referee, who seemed to accept it.
To be continued...