Pearson regretted a little. He regretted that Rossi was transferred to the first team. He could only return the ball and had no offensive ability.

He took out the water-based pen from his chest, opened the notebook in his hand, and was about to cross out Rossi's name on the paper with the list of eighteen people.

Just when he lowered his head, a loud shout suddenly came from the field.

"Defense."

Pearson suddenly looked up and saw Phillips, the veteran who had been doing nothing, taking the ball and facing the goalkeeper.

Behind him, two team A defenders were two full bodies away.

What's going on?

How did the veteran Phillips, who had no speed advantage for a long time, throw away the defenders?

He is also the team's main center back.

Facing the attacking goalkeeper Schmeichel, Phillips licked his lips with his tongue, like a thirsty beast, and pushed with his right foot.

Before Schmeichel fell to the ground, the ball passed under his arm and shot into the goal.

The score was evened.

Before Pearson understood the whole process of scoring a goal, Phillips high-fived Rossi and said: "Rossi, pass the ball well, just play like this."

It was passed on by Rossi. How?

Pearson's pen was firmly fixed on the paper without slipping. He was eager to know how Phillips got rid of the defender.

"Craig, did you see it just now?"

The assistant coach on the side raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Just now, Rossi received a long pass from Morgan. When the ball was about to land, he used his instep to send a ball behind him. Phillips successfully countered the offside and scored the ball."

When catching a high-altitude ball and passing the ball at the same time, your feet must be in the right position to touch the ball, and at the same time, you must remove the force of falling and use just the right amount of force to accurately pass the ball to the defensive gap.

Are there any players on my team with such a one-touch ability?

And he still plays in the U21 league.

Impossible, this is luck.

Without seeing it with his own eyes, Pearson would never believe it. In the following games, he paid more attention to Rossi.

But after that, Rossi never performed amazingly again, and the twenty-minute match ended in a draw.

Pearson stared for a while, the ink slowly expanded in front of Rossi's name, and finally he took the pen back to his chest.

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