Chapter 215: The 2006 World Cup Team Formation(2/2)
Before Pekerman could say anything, Messi stood up and immediately confused a few people. Chen Mo helplessly held his forehead and felt the joking eyes of several people. Messi then realized that he was a little too nervous and hurriedly stopped.
He sat down embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry."
Hearing Zanetti's reply, Pekerman nodded, leaned his elbows on the table, took out a piece of white paper with a simple formation in his left hand, and glanced at everyone: "Okay, then I won't talk nonsense.
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These two children really grew up together? Zanetti felt that her outlook on life was impacted.
Old friends met and the two chatted happily. At this moment, Veron suddenly frowned and knocked on the table: "Hey, newcomer, go get some hot tea."
"Very good, then it's the midfielder."
Both of these are big-core playing styles that require the entire team to be completely in control, making it almost impossible to coexist.
But no matter what it is, in a cup competition like the World Cup where the tacit understanding between players is not high and the team is very likely to have shortcomings, the whole team unites as one and makes the atmosphere in the entire locker room uplifting.
Is the most important point!
If the team is not united, bullies the small ones, and refuses to leave, then Portugal, ranked eighth in the world, may lose to Morocco, ranked 34th in the world!
Thinking of this, Chen Mo glanced at Zanetti through the rearview mirror.
"What's the idea of building a team? I understand."
"Hey, hey, I was just kidding, okay? Didn't you see that I blew you up in front of the reporters and the media?!"
Substitute?!
Let me be a substitute, and then let a player who will only be 19 years old be the absolute core?!
Just when Chen Mo was about to ask something, Messi, who had always been shy, squeezed his head out from beside him. Looking at Messi's face that was flushed with excitement, Pekerman nodded and shook his head: "How well you two have performed this season?"
They are all very good, but there is still a year and a half before the World Cup in Germany, so I can't tell you whether you will be selected now. The main reason I called you this time is to understand your thoughts and..."
"Well, let's continue. You are currently on my list of candidates, but you know, we in Argentina are short of defenders and midfielders, but we have no shortage of strikers. So, if you want to be on this list,
As an important member, in the next year and a half you must perform to convince me, just like Xiao Mo."
Pekerman did not answer, but looked at Chen Mo, who shrugged: "I have nothing to say. There is still a year and a half before the World Cup squad is finalized, and Arsenal and Inter Milan will compete in the Champions League 16 in two months."
We will meet each other in strong competition, and I will give you the answer with actual performance."
Chen Mo was stunned. At this time, the silly and sweet Messi had stood up and was going to pour water. Chen Mo grabbed him and looked at Veron: "You want to drink water, don't you pour it yourself?
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I need this player to have strong organizational skills, the ability to protect the ball, the ability to advance with the ball, and the first point of counterattacking on the spot. Both of you are capable of the previous points, but Xiaomo's physical fitness and defense are stronger.
You can become the first counter-attack point on the front line, so Veron, if you make the squad, will you accept being a substitute?"
Seeing Pekerman nagging about Messi, looking at Messi who nodded submissively and his ears were red with excitement, Chen Mo next to him rolled his eyes helplessly.
"Cambiaso, Veron, look who I brought here."
Pekerman smiled and nodded, looking at Veron again: "Football is all about strength, what do you think?"
"I don't want to leave Barcelona anyway, and, hum, just wait, I will definitely kill you, a rebellious ninja, in the future! Haha, you are Sasuke!"
Messi had a silly smile on his face, while Chen Mo rolled his eyes and joked: "There are many starting opportunities, you know I am the absolute core at Arsenal. How about it, we are very poor on the right wing now, do you want to come to Arsenal? Come to Arsenal?"
When the time comes, we two brothers will definitely be able to do great things!"
The World Cup is an event for national teams to participate in, and there are restrictions on personnel selection. Unlike clubs, which can buy people from all over the world and carry out targeted reinforcements in various positions, most teams participating in the World Cup will have obvious shortcomings, such as
The central defenders cannot match up well [one tall and one quick]. For example, there are many talents on the right wing, but there is no hair on the left wing, so the veteran can only make guest appearances.
"Say that again?!"
Under Macy's gritted teeth and envious gaze, Chen Mo kissed Yue Chi Xun goodbye at the door of the hotel, and then the four of them drove to a barbecue restaurant.
"kindness?"
Taking a look at Messi, who was too shy to look like an Argentinian player, and then at the aggressive Chen Mo next to him, Pekerman shook his head in amusement: "Relax, this is just an ordinary exchange and discussion.
Not the final answer."
Let Cambiaso, who is steady, play in the middle and stay deep, and then let Mascherano and I, who cover a wide area, serve as the left and right midfielders, radiating to the defense on the two wings?
Zanetti was somewhat impressed by Mascherano, the champion of the 2003 World Youth Championship, and nodded: "I have no problem in this regard." Cambiasso also nodded, "It's all up to you."
Seeing Veron's cold expression, Chen Mo's eyes were thoughtful, but he didn't say much. After greeting Cambiaso, he sat on the other side of the round table with Messi.
"Well, there's more."
If possible, he would very much like to use Riquelme. After all, Riquelme won the World Youth Championship in 1997 and he was the head coach at the time. Riquelme can be said to be his direct team, but...
Looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, Pekerman shook his head helplessly.
But Messi has started more and more starts this season. Even in Barcelona, whose tactical system is completely centered on Ronaldinho, he has scored 7 goals in fifteen La Liga games. His ability to seize opportunities is completely
What a difference!
"It seems that Mr. Pekelman is very worried about Xiaomei's mental state, but why do you think he is worrying too much?"
First of all, for the regular formation of this World Cup, I will most likely use 3313. Zanetti, if you want to be selected for the squad, I need you to study the defensive midfielder more during this period.
These are undoubtedly old players such as Zanetti, Samuel and Veron who have been famous for a long time.
"arrive!"
As soon as these words came out, Zanetti and others did not dare to look at Veron. Feeling humiliated, Veron breathed quickly: "Mr. Pekerman, I think I am strong enough to be the main starter!"
"Go on, you started watching Naruto too?! What the hell, Sasuke, I'm obviously Itachi, okay!"
Chen Mo nodded, fell back and leaned on the backrest, his eyes thoughtful.
Giving up a veteran for Riquelme?
After getting off the car, the cold December wind blew against my face. It was a bit cold. I quickly hugged Messi under my arm to keep warm. I followed Zanetti into the restaurant and quickly arrived at a private room under the guidance of the waiter.
Having said this, Pekerman looked at Zanetti and said, "Also, let's talk about whether you can accept my idea of team building."
Soon, the car drove to the hotel where they lived. Because the things to be discussed later were related to the national team, it was difficult for Yueji Xun to join, so we had to put her in the hotel first.
"I, I understand."
Chen Mo felt as if he was struck by lightning. His whole body bounced, and his left hand placed on Yue Chixun's stockings tightened unconsciously, causing Yue Chixun to roll his eyes frequently.
Zanetti is not the strongest full-back in the world, but since starting at Inter Milan, he has been ranked among the top five in the world every year. At the same time, he is also a versatile player who can play as a full-back or a midfielder!
Chen Mo shook his head secretly. Having grown up with Messi, he naturally understands what kind of character Messi is.
"Xiao Mo, I feel like Mr. Veron doesn't like us."
"What I wish for!"
Glancing at Chen Mo through the rearview mirror, Pekerman closed his eyes and leaned on his seat.
Did these two little guys really grow up together?
Hearing Chen Mo's eager voice, Pekerman turned his head and smiled: "Do you want to play in the World Cup?"
Unexpectedly, Chen Mo spoke so rudely, and Veron was furious. At this moment, the door opened, and the silver-haired Pekerman pushed in.
"Mr. Pekerman, are you telling the truth?! We can participate in the 2006 World Cup?!"
Veron stared at Chen Mo fiercely, but Chen Mo rolled his eyes indifferently. Pekerman took everything in his eyes, but only had a smile on his lips. If you want to become the core of Argentina, only football skills are definitely not enough!
"It seems there is some trouble."
At the door of the barbecue restaurant, looking at Chen Mo waving his hands and leaving with Messi, and looking at the sulky Veron who had reversed the car out of the garage through the glass window, Cambiasso shook his head: "Veron. Hey,
Still too impatient, I feel like he just didn't leave a good impression in front of Mr. Pekerman."
"Indeed, but when I heard Mr. Pekerman was coming to see us two days ago, I was shocked. I thought we would not be able to play in this World Cup."
Zanetti laughed, his eyes full of excitement. Cambiasso smiled and nodded: "Who says it's not? After all, everyone knows Riquelme's fragile little heart. He will definitely not let us do this in the team."
[Old Guy] is here, haha."
"Indeed, I have to say thank you to this little guy, but... giving us a good look in the Champions League? Hahaha, how arrogant, I must teach him a lesson!"
"Haha, that's right! Hey! It's so cold, let's go."
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Chapter completed!