Chapter 78: Good Brother, I Want to Score Too!

Chapter 78: Good Brother, I Want to Score Too!

The goal was scored beautifully, and Lin Quan himself didn't expect to score that goal.

Teammates rushed up, rubbing his head and patting his shoulder to congratulate him:

"Nice shot, that goal could be the best goal of this round of matches!"

"Good job, kid, that side volley was tough!"

"Heh, luckily it wasn't me taking the shot just now, if it were me, I would've definitely skyed it!"

"That's not for sure, maybe you wouldn't even touch the ball and end up eating dirt!"

Silva's words elicited laughter from his teammates. The shooting ability of Spain's midfielders was not outstanding; they often produced absurd shots during matches.

Shooting high, missing one-on-one chances, it was all common practice, routine stuff.

If their shooting technique was as exquisite as that of top strikers, Spain's matches wouldn't be so difficult.

The match continued, and Belarus was frightened by Spain's strong offense. In the final stages of the first half, they fully retreated their defensive line and dared not continue to attack. Both sides ended the first half with a score of 3-0.

During halftime, Bosque praised the players for their performance in the first half and didn't make any personnel adjustments for the time being.

He would observe the situation in the second half. If they could score another goal, or maintain their lead until the 70th minute, then he would consider substituting players like Iniesta and Xavi to prepare for the match against France four days later.

The second half began, and in the 47th minute, Fabregas made a straight pass from the left, and Alba, who had sped up, made a low cross.

The height of this pass was similar to the one Lin Quan volleyed in the first half, but it was from the right to the left this time.

Lin Quan was already in position, ready to attempt another side volley.

But the Belarusian defender didn't cooperate, disrupting the ball with a tackle that sent it out for a corner.

Lin Quan ran to the corner flag, preparing to take the corner kick.

Xavi walked over and discussed with him:

"We lack a tall striker, and we can't get any advantage in the penalty area. How about we try a tactical play?"

Lin Quan glanced at the players in the penalty area. Spain's players were obviously shorter than Belarus's defenders, and this height difference meant they would struggle to win headers.

"Okay, captain, how do you want to play it?"

The two discussed for a moment, then executed the tactical corner kick.

Harvey pretended to cross, but passed the ball to Lin Quan standing not far from the corner flag.

Lin Quan received the ball and moved laterally, as if to create space for a long shot.

Seeing Spain take a tactical corner kick, Belarusian players immediately spread out and rushed towards Lin Quan.

Taking advantage of their high press, Lin Quan suddenly dribbled forward, unexpectedly passing the pressing defenders.

Seeing him enter the penalty area, Belarusian defenders instinctively converged on him.

In their minds, this kid who scored three goals in the first half was obviously the biggest threat on the Spanish team.

Belarusian players seemed to forget that Spain played without a striker.

In this system, there was no absolute striker, everyone in the front line could participate in the attack, and everyone could score.

Seeing the opponents closing in, Lin Quan passed the ball directly to the space on the right.

David Silva appeared there, controlled the ball, and shot in one go.

This time, the linesman didn't flag for offside again.

The score became 4-0!

After scoring this goal, Silva was very excited and jumped on Lin Quan.

Fortunately, this guy was very light, otherwise Lin Quan's butt would have made intimate contact with the ground.

Bosque and the members of the Spanish coaching staff couldn't stop laughing after seeing this goal.

Not bad, this kid not only scores goals but also assists teammates.

"His cooperation with teammates in the frontcourt is excellent. You can't even tell he's a newcomer to the team."

Coach Toni said somewhat incredulously. Although they had already assessed the opponent's strength before recruiting Lin Quan, his performance on the field still surprised them.

Their previous worries about him integrating into the team's tactical system and cooperating with teammates didn't appear at all.

This kid was like a versatile key, ready to be used whenever needed, with no adaptation issues.

With a big lead, the coaching staff of the team was finally relieved.

Bosque glanced at his bench, considering who to send in to experience the atmosphere of the match.

Morata anxiously looked at Bosque, silently praying:

"Pick me, pick me, pick me..."

However, Bosque's gaze passed over him without much pause.

This made Morata very disappointed.

Just as he was feeling dejected, he heard the assistant coach call out his name:

"Morata, Navas, and Martinez, take off your jackets and warm up!"

Morata jumped up excitedly, took off his jacket, and ran to the sideline to warm up like a rabbit.

On the bench, older players like Raul couldn't help but smile at Morata's excited appearance.

Really nostalgic, the atmosphere of the national team, it's been a long time!

Raul felt a bit emotional. He had been away from the national team for six years. He never expected to be called up again.

Back then, due to his poor relationship with the Spanish head coach Aragones, he was sidelined.

Later, after Bosque took over the national team, Spain faced serious aging issues in their squad.

To solve this problem, Bosque boldly recruited new talents and gave up many older players, including Raul.

Raul was very unwilling to accept this. In order to be selected for the national team, he chose to leave his beloved Real Madrid and transferred to the Bundesliga to maintain his competitive edge.

Under his leadership, Schalke 04 historically reached the semi-finals of the Champions League, achieving the best result in the club's history.

But even with his excellent performance in the Bundesliga, he still didn't receive a call-up to the national team.

This made Raul completely lose hope. This summer, he transferred to the Middle Eastern League, intending to earn some retirement money before retiring.

Unexpectedly, in his semi-retired state, he was called up to the national team.

Looking at the head coach Bosque, Raul probably guessed his thoughts.

The Spanish team currently has an abundance of talent, and they don't really need an old veteran like him.

The reason they recruited him was probably to compensate for some older players under the premise of ensuring stable results, as well as to help mentor some of the new players on the team, especially the young player wearing the number 30 on the field.

With a big lead in the match, Spain played more relaxed as the game progressed.

They showcased dazzling combinations in the frontcourt, with players' intelligence and imagination gradually on display, making the game enjoyable to watch.

In the stands, the 5000 Spanish fans who traveled with the team danced and sang, enjoying the game in a cheerful mood.

But the larger number of Belarusian fans began to leave one after another at this time, and those who remained had no energy to cheer for the home team.

Their team had already been beaten badly, losing three consecutive games. In the next game, they would fight for honor...

In the 56th minute, Spain played a wonderful combination in the frontcourt, passing the ball 13 times consecutively, and the ball reached the penalty area.

Belarusian players were already dizzy from their opponents' passing, and they showed serious gaps in defense.

Pedro received the ball in the penalty area and shot into the empty net, further widening the lead.

This goal almost put the ball directly into the opponent's goal. Before Pedro took the shot, the opponent's goalkeeper had already lost his defensive position due to a judgment error.

After scoring, Pedro excitedly ran around the field.

He had many chances in this match but failed to capitalize on them.

Seeing the newcomer scoring three goals, and Silva scoring another, Pedro was anxious that he hadn't scored yet.

Fortunately, after wasting many opportunities, he finally seized one.

Now there was no psychological pressure at all!

The one who assisted Pedro wasn't someone else, it was Lin Quan.

He could have taken the shot himself, just like the pass Iniesta gave him in the first half.

But he sensed Pedro's anxiety and gave the opportunity to him.

The opportunity was given, whether the opponent could seize it depended on his own ability.

If Pedro wasted his clever pass, then in similar situations in the future, he probably wouldn't pass to Pedro again.

With a big lead for the team and all three forwards having scored, Bosque could finally make personnel adjustments with peace of mind.

In the 65th minute, Spain made personnel adjustments, with Xavi, Iniesta, Pedro, and others being substituted.

Morata, Navas, and Martinez came on.

Lin Quan dropped back to the attacking midfielder position, and Morata was the lone striker up front.

"Good brother, pass me the ball more later, I want to score too!"

(End of this chapter)