my name is colane

Chapter 46



Chapter 46
In this way, Palazzolo's backcourt defense was naturally much empty. In the 82nd minute, Allegri sent a through pass in the midfield, and Tony succeeded in countering offside. After dribbling the ball into the penalty area, Hugo shouted loudly. "Pass me the ball!"

Anyway, it was [-] to [-], so Tony gave up his shot, but knocked the ball horizontally to Hugo who was keeping up, and prayed in his heart: "God, you should let him score one! Seeing that he is exhausted from the game." For the sake of it!"

Hehe, because the opponents are a little lazy now, Tony passes the ball more calmly, and the speed of the ball is not fast. Even if he is not a player who can kick the ball, he can send the ball into Palazzolo's gate with a light push with his arch .

Hugo was in an excited mood. Of course he is not a person who can't play football now. With a light push with the arch of his foot, the ball slowly rolled towards the goal. The opponent's goalkeeper attacked earlier to block Tony, but now he is facing There was nothing he could do about Hugo's weak shot.

When the ball went into the goal, Hugo's mood became brighter. At last, I didn't feel ashamed, and I scored a goal today anyway.

Trapani's players also ran over to hug Hugo in a serious manner, congratulating him on his goal!

Sylvia and Aisha in the stands also cheered for Hugo. The curse before the game has been completely forgotten. It is not easy for Hugo to score a goal, but the cake feeder is so worried. They It can be seen naturally.

"Hee hee, finally scored! He must be in a good mood tonight!" Aisha knew her brother, and said with a smile, "Let's let him treat him to dinner tonight!"

"Didn't he say that he is poor now?!" Sylvia clapped her hands and said, she once asked Hugo to pester him to play together when he was playing Palermo. The team spent too much, and he didn't have the money to take Sylvia to play.

"Do you believe him?! Hehe, the family gives him a sponsorship fee of 100 million US dollars a year. Do you think he has no money?! Not to mention that the guy in front asked the family for a lot of money! Guess what he gave How much is Luca Tony's salary?! It's $20 a year after tax, do you think he can have no money?!" Aisha snorted.

Aisha and Sylvia discussed killing Hugo. Cousin Morek over there was greatly relieved. He knew that Hugo was very stubborn. If he couldn't score a goal, maybe In the next game, he will continue to hang on to the court like this. Now that he has scored a goal, the probability of this happening is greatly reduced. I hope he can clearly realize that he is not good at playing football. As for being a coach, well, it seems that he is also Not very good!
"Gigi finally scored a goal! I think he is finally happy now!" Giovanni said: "If you want me to say that he is really not suitable to be a player! Being a head coach seems to be pretty good, although it is only a short period of more than a month , he still trained the team very well, so it seems that this season can really win the first promotion in the group!"

"Yeah, I think Gigi has the talent to be a coach. Playing football, uh, seems to lack a little talent, but Trapani's ability to control the game now really impresses me!" Rich also echoed.

Oh, what do you know!This team is not run by Hugo at all, it is Allegri, a part-time coach, who is making a fuss. If it were Hugo, I think it is just nonsense!Morek grumbled inwardly.

Hugo was very happy when he scored the goal. His physical strength had long been exhausted, and walking was tiring, so he was very self-aware. He was off the field immediately, letting Vincent de Piolo played, he is the same type of striker as Tony, of course the level is far worse than Tony.

Allegri's team building idea is to play the double tower tactics and strengthen the cross from the side. If he is really in charge, Pioro is one of the Zhengyin forwards. As for Hugo, let's forget it.

Piolo may have been stimulated by Hugo, you can score with half a bottle of water, how can I not score? !
The attitude is very positive, the running is very active, and soon there is a gain at the end of the game, using the corner kick opportunity to help Trapani score another goal, and finally lock the score at 5:0, solid big win!

The fans who came to watch the game today were all overjoyed. If Hugo hadn't wasted the opportunity, today might not have been 5:0. The team's statistics in all aspects are better than their opponents!
At the end of the game, Trapani's players were naturally elated, and Palazzolo's players were far from discouraged. Anyway, losing is not news to them. They have long known that Trapani introduced To be a good player is to strive to win the championship. The stadium is indeed much stronger than others. Of course, they are not without opportunities, but the striker's ability to seize opportunities is comparable to that of Hugo.

"Brothers! Well done today! We won our first home win of the new season! This is very important to us! Chabby, you are amazing! Luka, you are also amazing! Victor, Ka Ross, you guys did a great job too, and everyone else, um, everyone did a great job! I’m very satisfied! Tonight I invite everyone to eat seafood! After dinner, we’ll go to the bar to play!” Hugo praised in the locker room .

"Ahem, of course this is only the first game. We still need to fully realize our shortcomings. For example, we still need to improve in grasping opportunities!  …"

Everyone stared at Hugo, and laughed secretly, aren't you talking about yourself? !

"Luka, you can score 5 goals today! In the next game, you must reflect on yourself and try to score more goals!" Of course Hugo would not talk about himself, Tony heard Hugo's mouth floating With such a sentence, I almost vomited blood, can't I do this? !
"Of course you have done a very good job! But our aim is to do better! So you can't be proud!" Hugo said earnestly, "It's not just Tony, everyone can't be proud..." Crackling, Hugo spoke to everyone on the team, and everyone was baptized by him.

What can everyone do, we can only listen silently, who made him the boss? !
Fortunately, everyone knows his virtues, so he said what he said, and everyone knows how to kick him later, and he must be right after listening to Allegri.

"Today I went into battle with an injury. Look, I scored a goal! How difficult is this?! Do you think it's Charpy?!" Hugo commented on himself.

"Yes, I propose that we should applaud Hugo's fighting spirit. Each of us needs to learn from him!" Allegri was taken aback, and immediately replied, taking the lead in applauding. They all praised Hugo as a role model for the team.

"Ahem, it's okay. As players, we must put the interests of the team first. The team needs me, and I am willing to give everything. Hey, you know it in your heart. Now you are not amateur players, but professional players. , get the salary! You have to be worthy of this salary on the court, and you must have dedication, you know?! I am injured now, and it may be difficult to play in the next game. I am not on the court. You have to learn from my hard work Spirit, work hard!" Hugo played a relatively intense game today, and the friendly match against Palermo was not so intense, so he felt very tired, so he decided to give himself a holiday, and he didn't need to play in the next game. up!

Can't get on? !All the players are looking forward to it. With you as the boss on the court, we are equivalent to less than half of us fighting alone. It will be harmful to the team but not beneficial.

Everyone eagerly expressed their concern, wishing the boss a long recovery, the team cannot do without you and so on!
Tony has been here for more than a month, and at this moment, he is completely speechless. Whether I am in a professional team or a sycophant team, if I want to play football well, I must first be comfortable with the boss' sycophant.

Aisha said that Hugo must be in a good mood, and it was right to treat guests. Everyone went to eat seafood in the evening, and Aisha and Sylvia were indeed invited.

After dinner, at the Signorino Bar, everyone started chatting, and the bar was overcrowded. Many people also watched today's game and greeted Trapani's players one after another. Even a boring gourd like Kameni was followed. He said hello, but he wanted to talk, but unfortunately he didn't know the Sicilian dialect, and he could only understand a sentence or two.

Of course, Hugo was complimented by the people in the bar. Of course, Hugo invited everyone to drink for a round, and invited everyone to watch the game at the next home court.

The current city of Trapani does not charge tickets, and it is completely free to watch. Presumably today's victory will make more Trapani people pay attention to this team again. Am I making Trapani rise again? !Hugo thought triumphantly.

"Sylvia, tell the truth, how was my goal today?!" Hugo could no longer recall his attitude towards Sylvia before the game, and at this time he was showing off in front of the little girl.

"Of course it's wonderful! Today's most exciting goal is yours!" Sylvia was naturally smiling.

"Hehe, you still know what to do. The guys in the team are discussing in private that Tony's second goal is the most exciting! They said my goal was too easy!" Hugo said in a low voice.

"How can it be simple?! I found that your sense of smell is very sensitive! Think about it, if you hadn't run to that position, Tony would not have scored the goal, and the team would have no way to expand their lead!" Sylvia blinked, and the rain The hair of the fruit should be stroked along.

"Haha, forget it or stop boasting. I still know how much I am. To tell you the truth, I am relieved to be able to score a goal. I don't want to be the laughing stock of the town!" Hugo said again To tell the truth, "Next time I won't start, the team's upgrade is more important. If the conditions are right, I'm interested, and I can still go up and kick it!"

If Allegri knew Hugo's true thoughts, he would probably be moved to tears, good guy, that's right!

(End of this chapter)


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