Batistuta's first appearance on the field, his first time receiving the ball, and his first time falling on this ground, clutching his leg and rolling on the ground.
Medical staff carried him to the sidelines for emergency treatment.
When Xing Baohua saw Batistuta being brought down, he gave him a look that made him feel sorry for him. It didn't feel like a formal match; it felt like a casual game!
More than a minute wasted, and Batistuta limped onto the field.
Seeing this, Xing Baohua sighed inwardly, "If this kid played in China for two years, he'd probably be ruined."
It's not that his skills are ruined, but that he will be ruined by someone else.
What a pity for this child.
Batistuta couldn't get the ball on the field, probably because he's new to the game and hasn't developed that kind of chemistry yet.
This might be what outsiders or laymen say, but insiders can see at a glance that some players on the team are resistant to this foreign player.
More than 30 minutes had passed, and the first half was about to end. Batistuta had received the ball three times in total, and each time he quickly kicked it at a player on his team.
He was brought down on his very first touch, a memory that left a deep impression. He thought he was being targeted by an opposing player who was deliberately making dangerous moves to frighten him. So Batistuta, as the opponent had hoped, passed the ball with one foot.
The foreign coach also noticed Batistuta's cautiousness. It wasn't dissatisfaction with Batistuta himself, but rather with the two wingers and the midfielder.
Playing at home with their main players against someone else's second team, and still managing to perform like this? They know the other team is just a troublemaker, using a B-level match to train their team.
During halftime, Wei Laisong briefly told Xing Baohua that he was going to the locker room to check on the players and asked for his excuse.
Xing Baohua didn't care. Looking at the casual fans in the stadium, it was a completely different scene from the passionate fans he saw on TV.
When Wei Laisong arrived at the locker room, he saw the team doctor treating Batistuta's leg injury. It wasn't a big problem, since he had shin guards to protect him. It was probably just that one impact that caused the pain.
Batistuta pressed an ice pack against his calf, saying nothing, while the head coach could be heard yelling at his teammates as they came onto the field.
Wei Laisong doesn't understand tactics or anything like that; he loves football and can understand the game. Some players have been selfish, harming not just their personal interests, but also hindering the progress of the DaMi Football Club.
When Grandpa Shi saw Wei Laisong arrive, he roared even louder. The players who had been substituted off the field were still dissatisfied and wanted to argue, but when they saw Wei Laisong arrive, they didn't dare to say a word.
Looking at the players who were substituted off the field, Wei Laisong said bluntly, "The rice team doesn't support idlers. Go back and think carefully about whether you can still play for the team. If not, either leave or go work as a worker in the rice factory."
Then, turning to the other players, he said, "In the second half, I want to see fighting spirit. Mr. Xing and I are feeling incredibly frustrated for you guys in the stands. CCTV Sports Channel is broadcasting it live. Do you want to make a fool of yourselves in front of the whole nation? You can afford to lose face, but you can't afford to lose rice. If anyone performs poorly, it's okay. Mr. Xing is watching from the stands. This will make him determined to spend more money to hire players from other teams."
After scaring them all, Wei Leisson left. With the translator's explanation, Schlapner stroked the few remaining hairs on his head and smiled.
Then the team was adjusted, and the players' positions were changed. I also had a brief discussion with Batistuta.
"Young man, unleash your explosiveness and disrupt their defense in the attacking third. Whenever you have the chance, kick their butts."
If he was being sarcastic, Batistuta would just listen and then look at his teammates.
"Don't worry, they'll feed you the ball," Grandpa Shi said, patting Batistuta on the shoulder.
As the second half began, the opposing team kicked off. Their striker passed the ball back to Batistuta, who then started running after it.
When the defense passes the ball forward, Batistuta just wanders around the opponent's back line.
Just now, the ball was intercepted by the rice player. Although the ball was stopped a little too far, after taking two steps forward, the player still regained control of the ball.
As soon as the ball landed, a long kick was launched straight into the penalty area of the Tianjin Port Second Team. In the blink of an eye, Batistuta ran, shook off the defender marking him, and ran towards the landing point.
Finding the landing point relies entirely on experience and judgment.
This also demonstrates the player's individual ability.
As the ball fell through the air, and Batistuta felt a pull from behind, a resistance he felt, and like a little lion, his explosive power was on full display.
He lifted his foot and swung it towards the point where the football would fall.
Bang! A loud bang was heard, the sound of a powerful shot, and the entire stadium fell silent.
I just watched as the football flew towards the goal of the Tianjin Port Second Team, higher and higher.
Then I heard a lot of regrets, feeling that this foreign kid was still too young! If he had adjusted the force and angle, we might have seen a beautiful world-class goal.
Although it didn't go in, the actions just now—running, pouncing, and shooting—were basically completed in one go, eliciting cheers from the fans in the stands afterward.
Xing Baohua clapped his hands and said, "This has a bit of the God of War's shadow."
On the football field, there are only a few players with violent aesthetics, and Batistuta is one of them. Why is he called the God of War? He is the eternal God of War. There have been two Kings of Football, but there is only one God of War.
Batistuta loves to shoot from near the penalty area; his shots are never weak. Every time I watch him shoot, it's exhilarating, the kind that gets your adrenaline pumping.
Batistuta wasn't discouraged. He gave a thumbs-up to the teammate who passed him the ball, then clapped his hands and ran towards the center circle.
From the start of the second half for Tianjin Port Second Team to Batistuta's shot, less than a minute had passed, but that strike startled them.
Fortunately, it flew away.
With Wei Laisson's threats, the coach's roars, and the mysterious boss in the stands, the Rice team rallied and began to take things seriously.
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