Chapter 4 Midfield
Modric was surprised to see a stranger in the player tunnel, but seeing that the stranger looked at him calmly, he naturally thought that the stranger might be a staff member here.
In fact, Modric is very tragic.
On November 18, 2014, Modric was diagnosed with a torn left thigh muscle and missed the rest of 2014. His physical examination data started to go downhill in early 2015. He can't play all the games due to injuries. In the first half of 2015, he played only a few games and scored only one goal.
As a former midfielder, he couldn't accept it. But he was forced to rest because of a recurrence of an old injury just a few days ago. As the core midfielder of the starting lineup, even if it was Real Madrid vs. Manchester United in the Champions League today, he could only watch.
What is more realistic is that the contract with Real Madrid clearly states the playing time and the number of full matches. If he fails to do so, the reduction in his salary is a small matter, and he may be sold at a discount by the club and kicked out.
Modric asked himself if he could bear such an outcome?
I can't stand it!
Modric felt very upset. He even didn't want to sit on the bench for fear that he would be caught by the camera and all major TV stations would express their sympathy for him.
Modric was full of doubts as he spoke, wondering if his career was over and he could retire.
He was thinking: What if I can't get better? What if the team doesn't need me even if I get better? Can I still play? Even if I do, can I still play the full game?
Meanwhile, Eggsy, who was standing opposite Modric, was still speechless about being lost. Because he was unfamiliar with the football world, he not only failed to recognize the famous player in front of him, but also mistook him for someone who was lost like him.
Eggsy looked at Modric, and Modric also looked at Eggsy, and the two of them suddenly felt awkward and the atmosphere in the player tunnel was a little off.
Eggsy coughed, attracting Modric's attention, and then he greeted him: "Hi, watching the game?"
Modric was unable to react to the English spoken by the other party for a while. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the considerate Eggsy immediately switch to Spanish and approach the other party very skillfully: "Why don't you go to the audience?"
Eggsy actually wanted to ask the other person how to get to the audience seats, but after thinking for a long time, he was too embarrassed to say that a person of his size could get lost, so he just asked to see if the other person was going to the audience seats, and if so, he would take him there too.
"Audience seats?" Modric smiled. He guessed that the other party might have thought of him as an audience member, so he smiled and said, "I think it's good to watch here. I can see some details of both sides."
However, when Modric looked at the little guy next to him, it was not difficult to see that the little guy's eyes and expression were a little childish. He was estimated to be young and should be a temporary worker who was still in school?
Modric thought this boy who knew Spanish was quite interesting, so he joked: "You are good at Spanish? Is it an elective course?"
Eggsy shook his head. "The orphanage I was in was Catholic, so we all had to learn Latin. Spanish is a Latin language, so we know a little bit."
Modric had never expected such an answer. His facial expression was blank and for a moment he couldn't even think of how to comfort the little guy.
But Eggsy didn't care about that. Instead, he was interested in whether the Spanish-speaking gentleman had noticed anything by insisting on standing there. "So, what details did you notice here?"
When Eggsy asked this question, he couldn't help but move closer to Modric, looking very curious. He blinked his black eyes and stared at Modric brightly.
Really, Modric couldn't stand the pleading look of such a kid? He immediately coughed twice and asked the other party: "How much do you know about football?"
Eggsy thought about it and said, "I know nothing about it."
Modric almost choked, but finally he looked at the kid in front of him who was blinking and looked a little happy, and laughed: "This is my first time explaining football to someone. Okay! Come here and look at the Manchester United team in red jerseys."
Eggsy quickly approached Modric and saw that he was pointing at Manchester United's No. 20 Van Persie, then pointed at No. 10 Rooney and asked: "The two of them are attacking from the front and back wings. Did you see it?"
Eggsy looked at the direction Modric pointed, and sure enough, he saw a short guy rushing forward. Although the short guy's skills were decent, once he charged, he was like a cannonball.
Then he looked at the tall No. 20, who was always wandering on the left, and Eggsy also found that although he didn't have the ball, he was always blocking inside Real Madrid. He could soon break through Real Madrid's defense and form an internal state.
Modric saw that Eggsy was watching very seriously, so he smiled proudly: "Do you think they will score a goal?"
Eggsy looked at Modric. Although he had just met this gentleman, he felt quite comfortable with him. The other party's tone, which seemed to be teasing a child, made him guess that if it were usual, Eggsy would definitely not want to answer, or simply say he didn't know.
But Eggsy was now really watching the whole field and then the red jersey Manchester United seriously, watching their distribution during the attack carefully, and suddenly found a problem - that was Manchester United's No. 16, Carrick.
He carefully watched all the layouts of Manchester United's attack and found that almost all of Manchester United's attacks followed Carrick's movement. When Carrick occupied the center and started to pass the ball, the No. 8 and No. 20 that Modric had just pointed out to him would start to block the spot.
"No. 8 is the pioneer, and No. 20 moves sideways looking for opportunities." Eggsy's answer seemed to have nothing to do with Modric's question, but his answer still made Modric's eyes light up, and then he spoke with a smile.
"Go on."
"And the No. 16 is actually the offensive core of Manchester United..."
Eggsy watched carefully again and found that every time Manchester United started to attack, the ball would be passed to No. 16. And every time, No. 16 would start to pass the ball. His movement trajectory was always behind the central axis. It seemed that as long as he got the ball, he would scan the entire field and then pass the ball or organize an attack.
Moreover, he is tall, has a wide range of running, and the key is that he has a good sense of position. Eggsy found that once the No. 16 started to pass the ball, whether it was a long pass or a short pass, he could deliver it accurately.
The key is that every time Manchester United is attacked, No. 16 will immediately move back to participate in the defense, and even let his own defensive players form a defensive line with himself as the core.
It can be said that he is the undisputed regulator of Manchester United, whether in offense or defense, responsible for delivering all the balls and forming the defense.
At this time, Eggsy didn't know that the No. 16 was Manchester United's metronome Carrick, who was the undisputed master of the game for Manchester United.
"But..." Eggsy's eyes were still fixed on the court. He didn't notice that Modric was looking at him with interest. He was trying to organize his words. He didn't seem to have any confidence in what he was about to say: "But I don't think Manchester United can win like this."
This made Modric laugh. He looked at the little guy beside him and couldn't help but look at him carefully again: "Why do I feel like they can't win?"
"Although Real Madrid has not yet completely controlled the ball, every time Manchester United attacks, several of their players will keep an eye on number 16."
Eggsy pointed at the court and No. 16 Carrick on the court: "Look, he has to organize the attack now, but he is defended by several Real Madrid players and can't run away like he did just now. He is compressed into a range."
"If we compress the opponent's key players into a certain range, whether we can score a goal or attack, isn't that up to Real Madrid to decide?"
After Eggsy finished speaking, he realized that the man he just met hadn't said a word. He immediately turned around and said a little embarrassedly: "...Did I say something wrong?"
To be honest, Eggsy's analysis has made Modric next to him look at him with new eyes. He stared at the little guy next to him carefully, and suddenly felt a different kind of pressure!
This kid is only a teenager, right? Are kids these days so talented? He was able to analyze so much just by looking at it after only giving him a few tips!
But at the same time, Modric also felt his desire to win being aroused again. He suddenly wanted to have a match with the little guy in front of him to see if the little guy could also see his intentions!
"No, you're right." Modric looked at Eggsy and suddenly asked with a smile: "You really haven't been exposed to football much?"
Hearing that his analysis was correct, Eggsy heaved a sigh of relief as if he had answered a teacher's question, and answered honestly, "I just started paying attention to it recently."
Modric's eyes suddenly lit up: "You have excellent observation and positional sense on the court."
Modric really wanted to persuade the kid to play football, and even couldn't help but make a career plan for him: "Of course, if you want to play football, I suggest you take a look at Spain, such as going to Real Madrid or some other team for a trial."
It was the first time that Eggsy was praised like this, and he felt a little embarrassed. But he did not forget what he was doing here, so he asked this gentleman who seemed to be easy to talk to: "What position should I play to make the best use of my specialties?"
Hearing this question, Modric immediately approached Eggsy, grabbed his shoulder and said seriously: "Of course, I want to be a midfielder who can control the whole game and win the game!"
Eggsy was stunned. He had just noticed that Manchester United's midfield had such a big problem. Now he was actually letting him be a midfielder? What kind of midfielder was he?
"As a midfielder? As...what kind of midfielder?"
Modric certainly saw Eggsy's hesitation, and he suddenly pointed at himself and said, "Be a midfielder like me, no! Be a midfielder who is better than me!"
After saying this, Modric suddenly felt full of energy. He felt that if he didn't perform well, he would be completely sorry for this little guy.
He unexpectedly wants to be an idol today!
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