FOOTBALL: GOLD GENERATION 2
The same purpose
When he had just left the GOR, the sound of Doni's phone ringing sounded.
He was called by an unknown number.
Who is this huh?
Inner Doni. Curiously, he answered the phone call.
"Who is this?" Ask Doni
"Ha Don, it's me Wilson." The caller turned out to be Wilson.
"Oh Bang Wilson got my number from where's Bang?" Doni asked in surprise, because he did not give his phone number to Wilson.
"Oh I got it from your classmate at Junior High who happened to be at school in Wismaraja. Oh, that's why I called. How did you not train with Dimas from Trisatya High School? If so later go back to school directly to the ball field, about the field later I serlock. Oh, did he ask Al too he wanted to practice too, right?" Without saying anything, Wilson told me his real purpose, he called Doni.
"Oh yeah okay Bang later we'll come."
"Not too late!" Wilson turned off the phone.
"okay."
After being ready to call Doni see the WA message from Wilson who gave the location of the field.
"Oh yes here."
...*****...
When the bell rings. Doni immediately taught Al to go to the place Wilson gave. They are also not allowed to participate in the excursion to Mr. Danang.
Arrive in the middle of the journey.
"Where are you going? Don't tell me you're taking me to Wismaraja again." Ask Al.
"You're stupid or something. This isn't the direction to Wismaraja's school." Doni Sahut.
"So where? I want to practice."
"Follow it out."
After a long walk they arrived at a local field. There are Wilson, Alfian, Dimas and Dendy.
"You guys came for a long time." Alfian.
"You guys are too fast." Doni Sahut.
The smoking dimas embraced Doni's shoulders. Of course Dimas had already graduated from school, so there was no prohibition for him not to smoke.
"So what do you want to be like?" Said Dimas while smoking his cigarette.
"Can't throw the cigarette out, the smoke goes into my nose." Doni was disturbed by cigarette smoke in Dimas.
"Oh yes sorry. I've eaten my mouth sour."
"She smoked a fool." Dendy said she asked her brother not to smoke.
"Whispering sickness." Dimas, even so Dimas loved Dendy his own younger brother.
"How areyou? That's a thing." Al asked, he still remembered the incident at the inter-school tournament yesterday. Where Dendy fell right in front of him.
"Udah meningan, as long as I'm not kecapean like playing the disease ball is not kumat." Dendy.
"Maniac ball like you can't stop playing ball. Just got out of the hospital already doing the ball." Dimas said insinuating his own sister.
"Hehe."
*puk puk
"So I gathered you here for practice. Yes, even if we're enemies at the game, at least here we can be friends?" Wilson.
"Why in part, invite me to all those in your school there is no talented midfielder? Let's just say you're Chandra's classmate at Junior High why isn't she the same." Ask Dimas to Doni.
"Sorry to have interrupted your time Bang Dimas. But I really want to be a strong multi-functional midfielder in both attacking and defending like you."
"Why do you want to be such a midfielder so badly? That'll drain more energy." Dimas tried testing Doni.
"Because I don't want to play it safe. I want to be more useful on the team. I don't want people to look at me as a shadow from Bang Chandra. I also want to fight so I get into a different High School from Bang Chandra High School!" Said Doni firmly.
"Doni..." Wilson was speechless seeing his former serious underclassman want to become stronger than ever.
And so is Dimas. His gaze was not moved from Doni's face.
"Fool." Dimas took the ball from his bag and threw it at Doni.
"You're officially my student now." Dimas pulled the corner of his lips while pointing at Doni using his index finger.
Doni was happy to hear that. A happy expression was on his face.
"Okay if it's duo Al. We can't lose either." Wilson pointed towards Al Fien and Alfian.
"Wohh duo Al's. Cool-cool it seems we are indeed destined for Al's rival." Alfian embraces Al's shoulder he is very happy with this exercise.
"Gosah hold-hold uncomfortable know not." Said Al who did not like the nature of Alfian.
"Keep me what?" Ask Dendy who doesn't know what to do there.
"Your job is to pick up the ball. Don't play later relapse remember that." Said Dimas who forbade his favorite brother to play ball so that the disease does not recur.
"Aren't you cool."
They form two groups. Dimas and Doni form a group for midfield training. Wilson and duo Al formed a group for fielding and shooting exercises.
Although they were different schools, but their goal of practicing together was the same to become stronger.
"We Don's. Before practicing, I want to ask you. What makes a midfielder great?" Ask Dimas.
"A midfielder who is able to control the ball well plus has a great passing skil." Doni Sahut.
"Yes that's right, but you forgot one important thing."
"It matters?" Doni was curious about the meaning of the words of Dimas.
"That's important it's the striker."
"What is the relationship of a great midfielder with a striker?"
"Chemistry in play is important. A midfielder must know what their striker is like. We as midfielders must know what passes are suitable for our strikers. Examples of target man type strikers who have fast sprints like Mbappe such strikers are very suitable with forward breakthrough passes or longball passes. There are also poacher-type strikers who often wait for the ball in the opponent's penalty box and much more. It's all you have to learn and learn you can become a great midfielder later."
"How do I know the striker type of our team Bang?"
"You can ask him directly or see him play. If I see the striker SMA 70 si Riski and Eril is a striker type of target man. They both have excellent drible and sprint skills."
"Ok understand."
After giving advice to Doni. Dimas showed his typical pass while still playing the ball first. The unusual bait, which is commonly used using the inner foot this time Dimas uses his outer foot so as to produce the direction of the ball that turns not as usual.
Doni did not blink his eyes, the central midfielder was stunned by a typical bait Dimas. A little clever, he hoped he could do the same bait like that. The beauty of a ball when turning direction, as if giving manipulation to the opponent as if off guard.
His hand he held tightly, his molar he tightened, a determination ingrained in desire, perhaps this so-called charm from the eyes down to the heart. He wants to master it no matter what.
That technique!