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Chapter 182: Start With Beating Juventus

  The sun was setting in the west, and the day's training session had ended, but the training ground at Fort Volturno remained bustling.

  Many pyers voluntarily chose to stay for extra training, and the coag staff also remained on the field.

  In the wo days, they all had an important task: to focus on personalized training for Pelle.

  Before the afternoon training session, Gao Shen had asked the defensive pyers to volunteer for additional work. As a result, all the young pyers chose to stay.

  This group of young ds was full of energy. Even though the training sessions in Naples were intense, after a short break, they were ba their feet and ready to go again.

  Gao Shen anized a drill with David Luiz, Bonucci, and Vidal as defenders, while Pelle was in charge of passing with four other teammates.

  This was a five-on-three training exercise proposed by Gao Shen and further refined by Carlo and Borrell. It focused on closely simuting real-game situations, especially the key marking that Pelle would enter during matches.

  The training was led by Borrell, but the initial results were unsatisfactory, with frequent mistakes.

  However, gradually, the pyers involved iraining, including Pelle, began to settle into the rhythm.

  "Pelle, pay attention to your footwork when receiving the ball. Try to trol it with oouch."

  "You o anticipate ahead of time, pn your passing routes, and pay attention to your movements. It should not only make it easier for you to pass but also for your teammates to receive. You're a link in the ."

  "Don't be too predictable. Add some deception to your pys."

  "Gervinho, your passing line is too obvious. Leave a bit more margin for error."

  "Make circuitous runs. While the straight line is the shortest dista's also easier to track. Move in a roundabout pattern."

  "Okay, that was a great bination py this time."

  The training ground was filled with Borrell's shouts as he tinuously directed the pyers and fiuheir drills.

  Occasionally, when there was a signifit issue, he would call for a halt to the training to point out fws in the passing and running lines, instrug on how to run, how to pass, and how to deceive oppos iain situations.

  Often, these were minor details, but their impact was substantial.

  Gao Shen, Carlo, and the coag staff watched the training ily from the sidelines. Pelle's footwork wasn't a problem; the key issue was that he was unfamiliar with this style of py, and it would take some time for him to adjust.

  But he ting quickly, and his improvement was evident.

  This wasn't surprising; when you're on the right track, progress e twice as fast with half the effort.

  While the focus was on training Pelle, other pyers were also being.

  For instance, during one drill, Pelle ran out to support. After Rakitic passed the ball to his feet, Pelle received it with his back fag the attag dire. He used his body to shield the ball from Bonucd then made a precise pass into the penalty area.

  It was a moment of inspiration from Pelle.

  At the same time, Gervinho cleverly tricked Vidal, using a circuitous run to find space behind him and receive the ball, earning appuse all around.

  Had it been a real game, it could have easily been a one-on-one ce with the goalkeeper.

  The teammates watg from the sidelines weren't the only ones impressed; even Gao Shen and the coag staff gave warm appuse for this py.

  "Well done, Graziano!" Gao Shen shouted loudly, sounding like ahusiasti.

  He never hesitated to praise his pyers, even if it was slightly exaggerated.

  After all, these young men in their early twehrived on sucement.

  ...

  ...

  "Do you think the match against Juventus will be broadcast live on TV?" Bonucci asked, breaking the silen the locker room.

  After the training session, the pyers had returo the locker room. Some were sh, some were dressing, some were sitting there texting, and others were just rexing.

  Bonucci, however, had been sitting quietly since he came in, p this question.

  Rumors were swirling everywhere, with all sorts of specutions about the game.

  The match was set to take pce at the San Paolo Stadium in Naples, which could aodate 55,000 people. It had long been a Serie A venue ahe requirements for live television broadcasting.

  Sinaples drew Juventus, there were rumors that broadcasters were pnning to televise the Coppa Italia earlier than usual, with the first game being Naples' home match against Juventus.

  The reason was simple: this game had garnered massive attention.

  Not only were the fans of the two teams keenly ied, but even maral fans were closely watg.

  To put it bluntly, even after being relegated, Juventus remained a giant in many people's eyes. Meanwhile, Gao Shen, who came to Italy with the glory of winning La Liga and the Champions League double, coag a Serie B team like Naples had geed siderable intrigue. There had also been much banter between Gao Shen and Juventus in the media.

  This game had bee the most highly anticipated fixture in the Coppa Italia so far.

  "Do you want it to be broadcast or not?" David Luiz asked with a grin, fresh out of the shower.

  Bonucci looked up. Uhe lights, his een-year-old face still bore the traces of youth his hair extremely short, his face beardless and pale. Yet, his eyes were filled with an eagerhat belied his age.

  "Last season, in Serie A, I pyed just three minutes no, to be precise, a little over two minutes."

  As soon as Bonucci finished speaking, David Luiz and the others, who had been joking around, were taken abad stopped their banter.

  "Injured?" David Luiz asked with .

  Bonucci shook his head. "When I joined Inter Min, I signed a tract that included a cuse stating I had to make an appearan Serie A. So, they substituted me on during stoppage time in the final game."

  Everyone was stunned.

  That was a bit of a blow.

  Either don't py him at all ive him more time. What's the point of a token appearance?

  But, things like this happen often in football.

  Bonucci wasn't the first, and he wouldn't be the st.

  Paolo avaro was one of the big names in the Napoli team because he had the most appearances in Serie A and an older brother who was a world-css defehat's why he was the field captain of Napoli.

  As for Bonucci, avaro was actually quite optimistic about him. He had good physical ditions, solid skills, strong passing abilities, and a good long ball really promising.

  But everyone khat the key to being a tral defender in Italy was being good at defense, and Bonucci still had room for improvement in that area.

  "You guys are still young; when you're twenty, you still have a lot to learn," avaro said.

  After a pause, he added, "I've only been here for a little over a month. I 't say I know him very well, but I've gotten a sense of it. Our head coach is very ambitious. I see he values you all very much. He wants to prove himself here in Naples, and you're his way of doing that."

  "Whether it's our head coach or the coag staff, they're all very petent. You guys are lucky!"

  avaro's words were met with nods of approval from everyone in the locker room.

  They were in tact with the manager daily and knew better than anyone how petent he was.

  Look at how he trained and helped Pelle, or how he built the team's overall tactics. sider his daily unication with the pyers everyone oeam had a very good impression of him.

  Of course, they heard that whe angry, he could be quite fierce.

  This is what Lucas, the analyst on the coag staff, had shared. He said that when the head coach got angry, even superstars like Ronaldo and Zidane would go quiet and not dare to move.

  Fortunately, in hey hadn't experiehat yet.

  "Paolo, I've always been curious why did you decide to e back?" someone asked, taking advantage of the rare moment for a chat. Many had been w about this rather sensitive question.

  avaro had been a mainstay defender for Parma in Serie A, but he chose to return to Naples in Serie B. It didn't seem logical, especially not for money.

  After all, he could certainly have earned more in Serie A.

  avaro gnced around, notig the curiosity on everyone's faces, clearly showing they had been w about this for a while.

  "It's simple: this is my hometown, and I made my debut here."

  It's avaro, a lin in Italy's national team defense, also debuted in Naples.

  "I still remember that I was only seventeen when I first joihe senior team. The club had just been relegated from Serie A, and everyone was eager to help the team get back up, myself included. That was my biggest dream back then."

  "That season, I only pyed two games in Serie B because I was too young and couldn't really help the team. After that season, I went to Parma and waited for my ce there. Meanwhile, after I left, Napoli got promoted to Serie A the very season, but not long after, the club went bankrupt."

  When he said this, avaro sighed, a bitter smile on his face. "You 't imagine what a catastrophe this was for Napoli fans because just ten years earlier, it was one of the most powerful teams in Italy, led by the globally dazzling Maradona.

  "Some things only be cherished after they are lost, and some dreams must be fulfilled with your own hands t peaind," said avaro calmly.

  Naples certainly offered money, but that was not the decisive factor in avaro's return.

  In fact, he gave up his role as a startiral defender in Serie A to return to Serie B, primarily to help the team return to Serie A and fulfill an unfinished dream from the past.

  "We will succeed!" Sanchez said firmly. "I believe in the boss!"

  "Me too, we'll get to Serie A!" Rakitic said fidently.

  "In all of Serie B, if we 't make it to Serie A, then no other team ," David Luiz added in his typical style.

  "I believe it too!" avaro smiled slightly. "That's why I came back!"

  A simple statement, but with many stories behind it.

  "We want to get to Serie A, and we want to defeat Juventus in the game the day after tomorroant to use this game to make all those who doubt us see us in a new light, especially for our head coach!" avaro said in a deep voice.

  "He has always stood in front of us, bearing all the doubts. Now, it's time we repay him!"

  "It starts with beating Juventus!" Sanchez said fiercely.

  "Yes, starting with beating Juventus!" the others responded in unison.

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