Morning
Lin Mo conducted endurance and strength training under the leadership of a physical coach.
1 hour random track area return training.
Take a half-hour break.
1 hour of strength and counterweight training.
It's just that Didak's sparring effect was not good today. Lin Mo easily withstood Didak's impact several times while holding the ball on the sideline.
This also made the physical coach almost mistakenly think that Lin Mo's strength had been greatly improved.
If Didak's feet were not weak and Lin Mo directly knocked him to the ground the last time, I am afraid that the effect of this training would have been greatly reduced.
Afternoon
Coach Ruby arranged a lot of team defensive training. Lin Mo's defense was simply unsightly in the eyes of assistant coach Crespo.
In addition to defensive awareness, there is only one defensive skill: small movements close to the body.
"Do it again!"
Crespo and defensive coach Tony stared closely at the offensive and defensive drills of Borja and Linmo.
When Crespo handed the ball to Borja, his eyes immediately widened.
He and Tony only saw Lin Mo move immediately after passing the ball.
Lin Mo is not the kind of defense that passively waits for you to come over, but triggers the [ctm] ballistic missile defense system for active defense.
He stepped forward with a few lunges, stuck his right foot on the inside supporting foot, pushed his left foot back, and his upper body was directly attached to Borja.
The latter suddenly felt a heavy pressure behind him, thinking that Lin Mo still had something.
But the next second, his waist and knee joints were attacked one after another.
He quickly stooped forward and fell forward, not catching the football at all.
"Hey! Hey! Lin, are your defensive moves too dirty?"
Borja turned around in protest with some dissatisfaction.
But in the eyes of Crespo and Tony, Lin Mo's two blows only happened in an instant.
Now, Lin Mo is raising his hands and stepping on the football with an innocent face.
The two of them covered their faces together, looking shameless.
"Brother, I didn't do anything..." When the words came to his lips, Lin Mo consciously shut up.
This is not a playing field, standing in front of him is his new friend.
"Okay, get used to it, get used to it!"
Crespo shook his head and stepped forward: "Lin, where did you learn these little tricks? Are you stealing the country? ? This is not good, it is too unsportsmanlike."
Lin Mo was stunned and didn't know how to explain it.
"You should have used this trick to defeat Williams in the last game, right?" Tony recalled, touching his chin.
Lin Mo nodded: "Just for a moment, this thing has to be fast, otherwise we will be beaten by VAR in the future..."
Damn it, Lin Mo secretly dumped himself A slap in the face, and I almost spilled the beans again.
At this time, Ruby also walked over from the sidelines:
"Lin, the replay video of the last game has been taken out by Bilbbach Athletic Club. They said you The last assist foul is now being prepared to appeal to La Liga!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this and gathered around.
In the picture on the mobile phone, Lin Mo's move to Williams was clearly shown in slow motion playback.
Lin Mo lowered his head in embarrassment, a little embarrassed.
Borja and a few others looked at Lin Mo blankly.
They also didn’t believe that Lin Mo, who looked like a boy, was so humble and honest, was so... dirty on defense?
"Lin, is this really you?"
Lin Mo's face was slightly red and he nodded slightly: "You know, you know instinctively, right?"
After he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful.
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What bullshit instinct.
It is clear that Serie A teaches well!
The defensive coaches there won't teach you that in public training.
But behind closed doors, as long as there is no team record, they will teach some tips.
Things like pulling up the pants, touching the knee joints, massaging the waist, stepping on the heels, holding the other person's arm, holding hands with the other person, etc.
Lin Mo felt that the other movements were a bit too much, so he remembered the waist massage and the knee socket.
Of course, when the referee's penalty scale is tight, he generally will not use it.
"Instinct?" Ruby asked in surprise.
Lin Mo immediately changed his mind: "I learned this from watching Serie A videos when I was in Belgium..."
Everyone suddenly realized, Ruby patted Lin Mo Shoulder:
"It's okay, don't be nervous, as long as you're not watching Tottenham's video, Tony, I'll leave Lin Mo's defensive training to you. Let him get rid of his messy habits. In La Liga, these The tricks are not easy to use."
After that, he added: "Basic defensive skills are enough. The most important thing is to learn to cooperate with Didak."
In this way, Lin Mo began to follow Tony, learning defensive positions, position pressing, and team pressing.
In the evening, Lin Mo started to practice more with his tired body.
Father Lin usually accompanies him during night training. The cost of hiring another coach is too high.
Father Lin made some inquiries these days and found out that a full-timeA professional football coach with a monthly salary of 3,000 euros, twice a week for two hours at a time.
For professionals, the monthly salary starts at least 8,000 euros, three times a week, and each time is two hours.
This fee is almost Lin Mo’s entire monthly income, and both father and son are reluctant to part with it.
Fortunately, the club gave him some guidance, otherwise he would have really planned to hire an amateur.
"Son, let's take a rest. We have passed the ball against the foot 200 times. Your shoes are almost worn out." Lin's father handed over a bottle of water, intending to let his son take a rest.
Lin Mo drank the water and looked at the time: "It's only 40 minutes. This kind of efficiency can only complete 360 passes in an hour. It's too slow."
Lin Mo at night The main training is to face four small goals 20 meters away and pass the ball in with the left foot in turn.
Father Lin passed the ball back at the small goal.
Generally speaking, Lin Mo catches the ball, rests for a few seconds, and then moves to pass the ball, which takes about 10 seconds at a time.
But young people’s bodies simply cannot support such a frequency.
Father Lin forced his son down, took off his shoes and socks.
"Hi~~Dad, please be gentle."
Lin Mo felt the pain in his feet and couldn't help shouting.
"Hey! Brat, you said you're not tired. I'll give you a good treatment when I get back later, otherwise your feet will be useless in less than a month just by practicing like this." Father Lin's skilled massage techniques are amazing Than a physical therapist.
Of course, this is because of intention.
Lin Mo looked at his father squatting on the ground, and the moonlight reflected the most generous back in the world on his slightly stooped body.
Unconsciously recalling the past few years in my mind, the man in front of me has been protecting and taking care of myself.
It seems that as long as his father is still there, all the wind and rain in the world will bypass him.
Only
lean towards him alone!
The family that was not originally wealthy has supported Lin Mo until now. In addition to his father's promise before his mother died, what is more important is this man's silent fatherly love.
"Dad, you've worked hard."
This is the first time Lin Mo has spoken like this. He who focuses on playing football has never spoken like this.
Father Lin's body trembled slightly. He raised his head with tears in his eyes and reached out to rub his son's head:
"Dad has a son like you. It's too late to be proud. How could he be so proud?" "How hard is it?"
"Ding——! The deep love between the host and his son is touching. "Zengguang Xianwen" says: Brothers fighting the tiger, father and son are soldiers. Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the rare bond [father and son at the training ground] 】.
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