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Chapter 53 I don't like the feeling of losing

When the football flew to the goal net, the entire Bramo Lane stadium suddenly became quiet. All the Blade fans looked at the football still spinning in the net in disbelief, feeling full of disappointment.

If the team tries its best and still gets a goal from the opponent, fans can understand that the gap in strength sometimes cannot be made up by courage.

But now, although there is a gap in strength, except for China, it seems that most players are not in good shape. Although the fans don’t know what is going on, they are still disappointed with the team’s condition.

It was quiet for less than thirty seconds, and soon, the louder and more crazy cheering sounded again throughout the Bramo Lane Stadium. This is the fans, this is the loyal fans who always support the team! Even if the team loses the ball due to their own reasons, even if the team is not strong and has a backseat score, they still cheer for their team unswervingly!

Some people say that a football club is the soul of the club. As long as you have a strong team, the club will definitely be successful!

In fact, this view is wrong. For a football club, only fans are the true soul of the club. No matter how strong or weak your team is, as long as you have loyal fans, the club will always stand on the world football world!

When Zhang Xu saw the football flying into the goal net, he spat in annoyance, then ran to the net, took the football out of the net, and kicked it into the center line with a big foot.

He was very dissatisfied with himself. If he had run faster just now, he might be able to clear the ball before the "power pole".

At the same time, he was also very dissatisfied with Birmingham. Even if Birmingham is slightly stronger than Sheffield United, he is definitely not much stronger. If measured by the system, it will be at most 6o ability value. Zhang Xu's attributes are already very close. If physical fitness is included, Zhang Xu's strength is likely to be even higher than that of ordinary Birmingham players.

"Beep!" The whistle sounded and the game continued.

"Hurry, faster!"

After the game started again, Zhang Xu kept saying these two sentences, reminding himself to run faster.?¤           ◎?◎                                                                                                    �

"Be more ruthless, be more ruthless!"

Every time Zhang Xu went to a place, he would steal it with unreasonable force, interfere with or interrupt Birmingham's offense.

Sometimes, when he saw that the distance was too far and he didn't have time to steal it close to his body, he simply threw his entire body out with a flying shovel, then drew four or five meters on the grass, and shoveled the football away with his toes.

One of the bad things about this kind of crazy tackle is yellow cards and red cards, but Zhang Xu no longer cares about it. What he needs is faster and more effective steals and defense.

"Be more accurate, more accurate!"

The steal must be ruthless, so that the opponent will feel psychologically afraid, but ruthlessness does not work, because only ruthlessness is easy to be cards. So it must be accurate and accurate!

Fortunately, Zhang Xu's predicted attributes have always been relatively high, and it has reached 57 points. Coupled with the sense of position of 56 points, this has laid a solid foundation for his accurate steal.

"Occurrence! I want to attack!"

No matter how strong the defense is, it is for offense. Therefore, after each successful steal, Zhang Xu always looks for the teammates who catch the ball as soon as possible, pass the football accurately to the teammates' feet, and run quickly to the next receiving point.

He wants to speed up the team's offense through his fast running and passing and receiving balls, and contribute his own little strength to the team's goal creation.

However, his passing attributes are not high, so the quality of the passing is naturally not satisfactory. In order to pass the ball more accurately, he has to choose short passes. If there are too many short passes, it will invisibly increase the burden on his running and increase his physical energy consumption.?

So, in the period before the end of the first half, all the Blade fans saw a crazy Zhang Xu, who had been sprinting over 100 meters, colliding with Birmingham players again and again, falling on the grass again and again, and the green grass juice dyed his clothes colorful...

The crazy performance did not bring goals to the team, but only brought him a yellow card. This was because when he was tackled, he did not control his own degree and position and put the opponent's Birmingham player to the ground. The referee originally planned to give him a red card, but when he saw that his body was covered in grass green color, he couldn't bear it and replaced the red card with a yellow card, which allowed Zhang Xu to escape.

"Beebeep!" The referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half.

Hearing the whistle sound, Zhang Xu's originally tense body suddenly relaxed, his legs became soft, and he completely lay on the grass, kicking his breath, unable to move.

"Hello, China zhang, can you still move?" Just as Zhang Xu kicked his breath, a tall figure appeared in front of him, and it turned out to be Birmingham's forward Rikic!

"Hi, telephone pole, hello!" Zhang Xu teased while kicking hard.

"Voltage pole?" Rikichi was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted: "Haha, this title is full of image! Not bad!" Then, he stretched out his right hand and said to Zhang Xu: "Zhang, get up, the ground is very cold now, it is not good for you to lie on the ground!"

"Thank you, the telephone pole!" Zhang Xu grabbed Rikic's right hand and slowly climbed up with the opponent's strength.

"Man, you are really fighting. Isn't it just a FA Cup game? Your teammates don't work so hard, why do you do this?" Rikic held Zhang Xu and walked towards the player passage step by step.

"Nothing, I just don't like the feeling of losing!" Zhang Xu smiled slightly and replied calmly.

"Uh, don't like the feeling of losing?" Rikic was stunned for a moment again. This sentence seemed simple, but it contained a player's endless desire for victory!

Originally, Nikic had a good impression of this Chinese player who was fighting hard on the court, so he could pull the opponent up. Now, he not only had a good impression, but a kind of admiration arises naturally.
Chapter completed!
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