Chapter 1250: Barça Can't Take It and Lu Yang Returns!

Because the full-back generally makes forward runs near the sideline, on the outside.

In the midfield half-space, most of the movement is from midfielders.

And at this time, the midfielders are all being marked by the opponent’s midfielders.

There isn’t anyone extra to keep an eye on Canisell, or even notice Canisell’s threat.

But Ortiz sharply noticed this.

He looked to the left and lifted his foot as if ready to pass to his own left winger.

However…

Bang!

A precise outside foot pass!

Look left, pass right.

The ball flew to the right side, landing between the main team’s central defender Mebarak and the left-back.

Misjudged the pass?

In theory, this position is a gap.

But it’s impossible for someone to reach this position.

So…

Suddenly, a whirlwind of black swirled past the main team’s defensive midfielder, running through the main team’s defense.

It’s Canisell!

How could it be him?

The player appearing in this position could be a central forward, a right winger, or a midfielder making a forward run, but how could it be a right-back or defensive midfielder?

Three meters to the right of the top of the large penalty arc, Canisell stopped the ball, adjusted, and shot, all in one go!

The main team’s left-back couldn’t reach him in time.

Mebarak had just completed his turn, still three or four meters away from Canisell.

Bang!

The ball nestled into the net.

The substitute team scored with difficulty!

“GOAL!” After scoring, Canisell was particularly excited and immediately rushed back to embrace his teammates.

It’s tough for the substitute team to score; cherish every goal!

“Beautiful! That’s the feeling!” Gudiola was also excitedly clenching his fist on the side; this was the tactics he wanted to play out.

If Mateo alone can’t handle the explosive work and there’s no player to become a fixed secondary explosive point, then stack more people up front, have several small explosive points, and maybe someone will complete the job, right?

In fact, if you have a group of top-level attacking players, the firepower might not be inferior to a peak Mateo.

What does this signify?

Players like Mateo and Moreira are rare and unattainable, not even for sale.

But top-level attacking players, as long as you have money, you can definitely get them.

It’s about building a team by nature versus building a team by money.

The latter more convincingly proves the coaching team’s importance compared to players, a point Gudiola has focused on.

On the field, Canisell realized halfway through his celebration: “Was it Lu who asked me to make that forward run?”

Pirola is quite familiar with Brother Lu’s voice, and he had just seen everything from the backfield: “Yeah, as I’ve heard from the national team, sometimes Brother Lu participates in everyone’s training this way, and Mr. Maniero often discusses with Lu too.”

This time, Pirola was selected for the Italy National Team and even made a substitute appearance.

So Canisell made a quick run toward Lu Yang and briefly celebrated with him.

“The gaps created by a defensive midfielder making forward runs are huge. You should discuss with your right winger teammate; he can pull out wide for you, or you can pull out wide after making the forward run. There are many variations.” Lu Yang said, “Of course, I suggest attacking Mebarak’s backside relentlessly; he’s quite slow in turning around. Once the ball goes past him, the attack is almost certain!”

“What the hell are you saying?”

A football was thrown over.

Canisell reacted quickly, reaching out to block the ball.

Lu Yang and Canisell looked over.

Mebarak was walking over.

Lu Yang hadn’t intentionally lowered his voice when speaking moments ago, and Mebarak had clearly heard something.

“In training, we don’t allow interference from outsiders; otherwise, it affects the training results!” Mebarak shouted angrily.

“But it seems what just happened is exactly what Coach Gudiola wants to see.” Lu Yang said while walking over to pick up the football.

“That’s just what you think! Casual interference and forming cliques aren’t good behavior, you’d better change your rural Italy bad habits! Barça is a united and loving family; I don’t want anyone to come here and destroy the harmonious atmosphere.” Mebarak always manages to say something diplomatic to cover up his true intentions.

And Lu Yang happens to be very good at speaking candidly: “Are you talking about the harmonious atmosphere of Barça’s three consecutive league defeats? Or the harmonious atmosphere of Camp Nou’s fans turning against us, booing loudly?”

“San Remo certainly isn’t a big city, but I’m not here in Barcelona to soak in the big city atmosphere, I’m here to play soccer. And speaking of playing soccer, the rural Italy you just mentioned won the Champions League last season.”

“Do you get it, quarterfinal contestant!”

Lu Yang juggled the football in his hand.

Ava, Burgos, Ortiz, Hernandez, and others immediately came over.

The substitute team also had many local players, who all surrounded the area.

However, the local players like Ortiz and Hernandez seemed to be here to mediate.

But Mebarak acted faster than they expected.

“Do you have the guts to say what you just said again!” Mebarak stepped forward, puffing out his chest.

His 1.92 meters towering over Lu Yang, furious.

With a lineup of teammates behind him, that stance was more king-like for Barça than Mateo.

This is the aura of a dressing room leader!

“Barça isn’t something you can desecrate! At least we went out there and battled, and you? Hiding behind your movie star girlfriend Sofia, eating donuts off her lap?” Mebarak was provoked by Lu Yang’s ‘quarterfinal contestant’ remark and began to spew vulgarities, “You’re just a coward; without you, we could easily bring in two healthier and stronger forwards!”