The next day, Hugo did not sleep until three o'clock in the morning, and at 8 o'clock he arrived at the hotel arranged for Mascherano and his son, and after breakfast, he took them to the Pacheco training base.

Hugo and Mr. Mascherano went to the training ground, while Mascherano went to the dressing room, and it was still some time before the training time, but the Trapani players were already there, chatting and changing shirts.

Mascherano walked in peacefully, and the dressing room, which had just been bustling, was silent.

"Who is this little bit?! You're in the wrong place! Mikoli smiled at Luca. Tony said.

There is a possibility that Trapani's academy is right next to it, and the training ground is next to the first team, but the dressing room is different.

"I'll ask him!" Luca. Tony said.

Not waiting for Luca. Toni stepped forward and Drogba jumped out first, blocking Mascherano and shouting: "Boy, this is the dressing room of the first team!" The youth team's locker room is at the other end of the aisle! ”

Drogba wanted to speak with great momentum, but unfortunately his Italian was completely unproficient, and the words he said stuttered were a little funny, and everyone in the dressing room laughed.

"I'm the first team! My name is Javier. Mascherano, the Argentine, has just made a transfer from River Plate! Nice to meet you! Mascherano turned to Drogba and held out his hand, which he shook knowingly.

There was an Argentine player in the team, Bellusky, who heard Mascherano say that he was Argentine, and he quickly walked up to Mascherano and asked: "Are you really from the first team?!" ”

He spoke Spanish, and Mascherano nodded, "You're Spanish?!" ”

"No, I'm also Argentine, I'm from Rosario! It's also this season! You're actually on the first team?! Belluski asked, suddenly feeling a sudden realization, "You're Javier. Mascherano! Mr. Mascherano's son?! ”

"Yes!" Mascherano replied calmly.

"It's you!" Beluschi said happily, then pulled Mascherano to Tony's side and introduced him to him.

"Hello, Javier, welcome here! I'm the captain of the team, if you need any help, you can come to me! It's not too early, so let's change your clothes! Tony said, then pointed to a cupboard and said, "That's your place!" I mean, no wonder they got here yesterday! It turned out to be for you! ”

After changing their clothes, Belluski and Mascherano walked together, walking behind, and Belluski said to Mascherano: "Javier, we have a lot of Argentines here!" We often play together! We also went to Ángel's house as a guest! Oh, and Angel is a friend of the boss and he's also Argentine! You will never be alone here! ”

"But there are also disadvantages here, the training intensity here is very high, and I am tired to death!" Belluski whispered, "I think the rest is good, at least much better than Newell!" ”

Beluszki is on transfer from Newell's old buddy!

Along the way, Belluski talked about everything about coming to a new place, and probably as a fellow he felt that he had such an obligation.

Far away Bellusky saw the Oscars. Mr. Mascherano, he asked, "Your father is here too?!" ”

"He's the academy coach here!" Javier. Mascherano replied.

"That's great!" Belluski said enviously, who of these children doesn't want to be accompanied by their families?!

Mazzarno also saw the new Mascherano, who and members of the coaching staff came to the training ground earlier than the players, had already talked to Hugo, looking at the little bean sprouts like Mascherano, Mazzarán bitterly to Oscar. Mascherano said: "Is he really good?!" ”

This sentence has undoubtedly expressed a suspicion, we are a senior team game, the team does have a lot of young people, but their physical fitness is generally better, there is a way to get to the first team, otherwise it will not be able to meet the requirements of the first team.

Mr. Mascherano's face was not good-looking, and anyone who doubted his son that he was not good-looking.

"Just let him try! Maybe your opinion will change! Hugo hurriedly said to Mazzal.

The boss opened his mouth and Mazzari of course shut up, first of all, Mascherano introduced himself, Hugo didn't say a word in the middle, and then Mazzari and the coaching staff were not polite and started the morning training.

In the new season, physical training accounts for a large proportion, and the time for off-ball training is slightly larger. Mascherano and Hugo have been standing by and observing his son, Javier. Mascherano did it, trained with the senior team, he actually did it well, there was no feeling of discomfort, which impressed Hugo and made Oscar. Mascherano smiled, who my son can't do, my son can!

Javier. Mascherano also showed something that shocked Hugo, and during the team's speed training, Hugo found that this little guy was actually the fastest runner in the team, and even Mikoli was slower than him.

"No wonder I used to play as a striker, it's very fast!" Hugo praised.

"Mr. Colani, that's Xavier's advantage in midfield, he covers a lot of area and can go up and down!" Oscar.. Mascherano said proudly.

Hmph, let's make you proud first, and I'll ask Mazzar to arrange an intra-team match later, and you'll know it's amazing! Hugo looked at Mr. Mascherano's happy expression and was inexplicably unhappy!

The training lasted an hour and a half, and after a short break, Hugo asked Mazzarri to arrange a half-hour intra-team match.

This intra-squad match, which was specifically for Mascherano, was full of personnel and no injuries to be divided into two groups, Kameni and Azo. Blasic served as goalkeeper for both teams.

Mascherano did show that his dad said he covered a lot of area, because he had the advantage of speed, and Mascherano was very flexible, fast and decisive with his feet, and broke the opponent's foot several times in a row.

Hugo also has to say that it is not unreasonable that people are worth so much money, and his ability to hold the ball in the midfield is also stronger than Meleres, but as Hugo said, this body is too bad against him!

Oscar. Mascherano's face, which was still happy, sank after a while, because his son's physical confrontation was really bad, and back at the back, Drogba and Toney forced his body to squeeze him away on several occasions to get a shot.

And in the aerial battle, Mascherano is completely miserable, he can't succeed in a duel, he is too weak, not to mention against the big forwards, even in the midfield, he can't compete for Lombardo and Meireles.

The root cause of his defect is the style problem, South American football is very particular about the coordination of crosses on the ground, they tend to push near the opponent's penalty line before considering crosses, while in Italy this is not necessarily the case, they will have more high balls.

Mascherano is not inaccurate in judging the landing point, but the body is easy to be squeezed out by the interpersonal position and lose the position, such a situation on the court, as long as the action is compliant, don't expect the referee to help.

Panting to end this match, Mascherano was soaking wet, and he found that he also thought about the League C1 too simply, in fact, it is also difficult here!

"Don't be discouraged! That's it here, they're physical! You can't do it without a body, you can't protect the ball at all! Belluski patted his fellow on the shoulder and comforted, "They are different here than we are, and you and I are both new to the first team, it is inevitable that there will be many difficulties, I believe, we can overcome them!" ”

"I must have had a terrible performance today!" Mascherano said with a wry smile.

"No, you're doing well! Just not physically dominant! I've seen my boss applaud you several times! What I'm saying is true! Belluski looked up and was talking to Mazari. Oscar. Hugo, who spoke to Mascherano, answered Mascherano's words.

Mascherano realised that Hugo was not deliberately targeting him, but that he really felt that he was not going to be able to establish himself in the senior team at the level he was now.

"I'll do it!" Mascherano was determined to follow Hugo's advice and hone his strength.

Mazari was so impressed with Mascherano that he exclaimed: "He's such a great lad! Especially in handling balls, it is calm and matures beyond the age! ”

Hearing Mazzarri say the same, Hugo feels that his 2 million euros are not in vain, but Mascherano still needs some time.

"Mr. Mazzal, do you think my son can play in the first team?!" Oscar. Mascherano asked directly.

"I'm afraid it's hard now, he needs time, at some point he doesn't have enough experience! And he's too thin and weak, and he's at a loss in confrontation, which is not good! Mr. Mascherano, to be honest, the lower the league, especially the physical aspect is very important, the players need to have a good body to gain a foothold, even in Serie A, it is not possible to do without the body! Gigi has already said it, I promise you, your son can stay in the first team and we will have a special training plan for him, but we need you and your son to be patient, okay?! Mazari frowned, then said sincerely.

Oscar. Mascherano finally knew that his son was finally going to face the first hurdle in his career, and whether he could succeed in the future depended on whether his son could gain a foothold here.