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Chapter 60 - Chapter 60 The Last Lighthouse

On the pristine training ground, bathed in sunlight, players in various training kits ran, tackled, and passed, their sweat and passion interweaving to paint a vivid picture of football.

Escribá held a bright red training bib, symbolizing a starting position, its color particularly dazzling under the sun.

When he reached Lin Feng, he stopped, his gaze fixed on the young Chinese player.

Lin Feng felt the Head Coach's gaze, he looked up, meeting Escribá's eyes.

At that moment, he seemed to see the trust and expectation shining in the Head Coach's eyes.

"Lin Feng, this bib is yours," Escribá said with a smile, handing the bib to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's hands trembled slightly as he took the bib, feeling its warmth, as if also feeling the Head Coach's heavy expectations.

The La Liga match this weekend was approaching, Villarreal would face the relegation-threatened team Osasuna.

Osasuna's Head Coach, Monreal, was a 'madman' known for his attacking style.

He dared to lead a relegation team in an all-out attack against powerful Real Madrid, a crazy tactic that made everyone take notice.

Facing such an opponent, Escribá placed great hopes on Lin Feng.

He knew that Monreal's attacking tactics would put immense pressure on the defense, so he hoped Lin Feng could lead the backline to withstand Osasuna's offensive.

This was not only a test of Lin Feng's individual ability but also a severe challenge for the entire defense.

In the world of football, some stories are always full of drama and reversals.

Monreal, the Head Coach who took over mid-season last year, created a remarkable legend in the Segunda División.

His team showed astonishing attacking power in the promotion playoffs, scoring eight goals in four matches, like a fierce beast, unstoppable on the field.

Their comeback not only stunned many fans but also surprised experts.

However, as this season arrived, Monreal's Osasuna team fell into a predicament.

La Liga, the top echelon of Spain football, gathered many strong teams and talented players.

Compared to the Segunda División, the competition here was more intense, and the players' abilities were superior.

This caused Monreal's favored attacking tactics to fail this season.

Osasuna's limited transfer budget made it difficult for them to sign top players to strengthen their squad.

Meanwhile, opponents in La Liga had more resources and stronger capabilities, which made Monreal's attacking tactics seem inadequate when facing these opponents.

Although he still adhered to his attacking philosophy, the results were not satisfactory.

Far from the hustle and bustle of the city, there was a quiet town where football was the purest belief.

Monreal, a soul kissed by the god of football, had experienced countless setbacks and disappointments on this passionate land.

As a youth, Monreal, like all passionate teenagers, harbored infinite dreams and love for football.

He dreamed of enacting his own magnificent chapter on the green field, pushing the philosophy of attacking football to its limits.

However, reality was always so cruel.

His football talent was not outstanding, and he was often easily dispossessed by opponents in matches, which made him feel anxious and helpless.

Once, in a crucial match, Monreal finally got a chance to show what he could do.

However, at a critical moment near the end of the game, he was injured during a tackle and forced to leave the field early.

At that moment, his heart was filled with despair and unwillingness.

He sat on the sidelines, watching his teammates fight for victory, tears welling up in his eyes.

At that moment, he felt the vast distance between himself and his football dream, a tragic feeling that almost broke him.

However, Monreal did not succumb to fate.

He decided to compensate for his lack of talent with his own efforts.

He trained day after day, constantly challenging his limits.

Every time he fell, he would stand up strong and continue forward.

His persistence and perseverance moved the Head Coach and his teammates, who began to give him more opportunities and trust.

As time went on, Monreal gradually emerged in the team.

His attacking philosophy began to be reflected in matches, and his passes and shots became increasingly accurate and powerful.

His performance not only won the cheers and applause of the fans but also helped him rediscover his love and confidence in football.

However, fate played another cruel joke on Monreal.

In an important match, he was again forced to leave the field due to injury.

This time, he was no longer the helpless youth, but a warrior who had experienced countless storms.

He understood that every setback and failure in his football career was a stepping stone to growth.

He chose to face it calmly, continuing forward with even stronger belief and greater effort.

After Monreal became a Head Coach, he instilled his attacking philosophy into every player.

He taught them how to find weaknesses in the opponent's defense during an attack, and how to remain calm and confident during a match.

Under his leadership, his team gradually emerged, becoming a team full of attacking power.

Throughout Monreal's coaching career, he was not just a tactician, but also an emotional mentor.

He inspired players with his own experiences and stories, making them believe that with persistent effort, they could achieve their dreams.

This season, Monreal was in the eye of the storm.

Experts and scholars published sharp comments, mocking his attacking tactics as outdated in La Liga, with some even predicting his team was destined to finish last this season.

The anger of the fans surged like a tide, they vented their dissatisfaction on social media, accusing Monreal of ruining their beloved team.

However, Monreal stood firm like a lonely lighthouse in the storm.

He firmly believed in his attacking football philosophy, believing that only through continuous attack could he create exhilarating matches.

Under immense pressure, he repeatedly deployed aggressive formations, challenging the strong teams in the League.

On the field, Monreal's team often found itself in trouble, their defense repeatedly breached by opponents, and their goal frequently conceded.

However, Monreal never gave up on his belief.

During match intervals, he constantly adjusted tactics, encouraged players to maintain confidence, and persist in attacking.

His eyes gleamed with firm resolve, as if telling the players: "Only by attacking can we win!"

Every time night fell, Monreal would walk alone into the empty stadium, gazing at the familiar pitch, as if searching for the soul of attacking football.

He recalled his childhood dreams, when he used to run freely on that grass, attacking for the sake of attacking, without any restraints or worries.

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