AI Model: gemini-2.0-flash
Suk and Modrić finished the interview and walked towards the dormitory.
"He must think we're big talkers!"
Suk said with a smile.
Modrić: "He can't understand our thoughts."
Suk nodded; "We don't need everyone to understand, when we achieve our goals, they will understand."
"Yes!"
Modrić nodded heavily.
After a pause, he suddenly turned to look at Suk and said; "Why didn't you refute that question just now?"
"What question?"
"The question about you, as a center forward, having too few goals!" Modrić frowned; "They only saw the number of goals, but didn't see your assists and your performance on the field. Your role is not simply summarized by scoring goals."
Looking at Modrić, who was defending him, Suk smiled and said: "Because I agree with his idea!"
Ah?
Modrić said in surprise; "You also think that scoring goals is the foundation for measuring a player?"
"Accurately speaking, it's the foundation for measuring a center forward!" Suk said lightly; "What's the point of a center forward who can't score goals?"
"But you can pass, you can assist, you can bring a lot of tactical changes to the team, that's the meaning of your existence."
"But I can't score goals!" Suk finished speaking and slowly sighed; "You are a midfielder, so you don't understand that the dignity of a center forward is scoring goals."
"Why do I assist, pass, and run? That's because I have no choice. I don't have the body like Koso Pec, so if I want to survive in the professional arena, I must find other ways."
"I have never been an open-minded person. I won't be generous enough to give the right to score goals to others. If there is a chance, I will never pass, even if I kick it myself, I won't pass."
"I want to score goals, I want to score goals more than anyone else, but..."
Suk gestured to his height.
"Just like you see, I don't have that condition, and Van Styak bought me here, he didn't let me score goals either!"
"Do you believe that as long as I shoot wildly a few times, Van Styak will put me on the bench. He likes me very much now, because I am very obedient. He tells me to do what, I will do what. He tells me to pass, I will pass. He tells me to chase back, I will chase back. He tells me to involve the defense, I will involve the defense."
"I must be obedient, because I want to stay in the professional arena, before I grow taller, before I become stronger, before I have enough ability to say 'no', I must use all means to stay in the professional arena!"
"I didn't answer, because I agree with his idea."
Suk: "A center forward who can't score goals is trash!"
Modrić stared blankly at Suk.
In his perception, Suk has always been cheerful, enthusiastic, and lively. He is always positive and upward, as if nothing can make him frustrated.
But this time, he saw a different Suk.
He has a strong obsession with scoring goals.
He has a strong unwillingness to score goals.
Although he still doesn't agree with Suk's idea.
But everyone has their own way of interpreting football.
Therefore, he doesn't agree, but he respects it.
After returning to the dormitory, Suk turned back into that optimistic and cheerful look.
But this time, Modrić knew his good friend better.
Under the seemingly optimistic and cheerful face, Suk also has his own troubles.
Of course, who doesn't have troubles?
The weather is getting colder, especially in this deep mountain, the chill is even more severe.
Two o'clock in the afternoon is exactly the time when the sun is most abundant, so the weather is slightly warmer.
Baster Chi stood in the media seat of the Zrinjski Stadium with a camera in his hand, looking around. He was surprised to find that the entire stadium had been surrounded by layers of people.
With Mostar Zrinjski winning two consecutive away games and becoming the most popular team to win the Bosnia and Herzegovina Super League, the enthusiasm of the entire town seems to have been mobilized.
After all, in this monotonous town, any trivial matter can become news.
Not to mention, their town's football club is currently in the leading position in the entire Bosnia and Herzegovina Super League.
This game is Mostar Zrinjski's home game against Posusje Football Team, which ranks ninth in the league. The opponent is not strong. Mostar Zrinjski fans naturally hope to witness a hearty victory at home.
Although the starting list announced before the game has been rotated to a certain extent, Suk and Modrić, the two Mostar Gemini stars, are still arranged in the starting main position.
As the two most important players in the team, Van Styak also expressed his determination to win three points at home.
The Zrinjski Stadium is very dilapidated, but the fans are extremely enthusiastic.
There are so many more fans today than usual, as many as about 5,000 people.
The single-sided seating stand is already crowded, and the three-sided standing stands are even more crowded with layers of people.
The stadium isolation fence is also full of fans, one next to another, and the entire isolation fence is creaking under the weight, making people feel sore.
Even the roof of the stadium stands is sitting with many people.
"Mostar Zrinjski's football market is really hot!"
Baster Chi couldn't help but sigh.
This kind of picture is okay in Sarajevo, after all, it is the capital and a big city.
But Mostar Zrinjski is just a small town with a population of only over 100,000 people, and here are gathered 5,000 people, accounting for one-twentieth of the town's population, which shows its popularity.
The live DJ is broadcasting the names of each home team player who is playing.
When Modrić was called, there was a tsunami of cheers from the scene.
Who can not love this Croatian genius?
Soon, another wave of cheers followed.
Suk entered the field with his hands raised high. When he entered the field, he frantically waved his arms and shouted towards the stands on all sides, which also made the decibel of the cheers rise sharply, and in an instant, it seemed that the ground was shaking.
Suk is short, but he is full of momentum.
For the players of Posusje, they dare not underestimate Suk from the perspective of height.
After all, this guy has already relied on his performance to help the team continuously defeat three Bosnia and Herzegovina Super League teams.
". Suk passes the ball to Koso Pec . Koso Pec passes the ball! They played a wall pass, Suk rushed in! Suk! ! !"
The continuous cheers from the stands of the Zrinjski Stadium suddenly disappeared at this moment.
It's like the enthusiasm that has been brewing for a long time is suppressed to the extreme.
Suk received the fulcrum pass from Koso Pec, and accelerated the ball into the penalty area.
At the moment when the opposing goalkeeper approached forward, Suk pushed the ball with the bow of his foot sideways.
The ball presented an arc, bypassing the goalkeeper's side save and flew into the far corner.
"Suk! ! ! Goal! ! ! !"
"In the 9th minute of the game, Suk scored the first goal for Mostar Zrinjski, Mostar Zrinjski led Posusje 1:0!"
At this moment, the enthusiasm that had been brewing for a long time was instantly ignited.
More than 5,000 Mostar Zrinjski fans at the scene cheered and shouted frantically. Their jumping seemed to cause an earthquake, causing the entire stadium to fall into a frenzy.
At this time, Suk, who scored the goal, also ran to the front of the fan stands. He raised his hands high, his eyes widened, and he roared and shouted towards the stands. The roar was even a little broken, but he didn't care.
And the fans in front of Suk gave him even greater cheers.
Modrić looked at Suk's celebration, and he finally understood a little.
The appeal of this kind of goal is indeed moving.
Baster Chi in the media seat is also watching Suk and Modrić in the stadium.
He has changed his mind a bit.
Some things cannot be explained by language. Only after personal experience and watching can they be understood.
At this time, a wonderful feeling emerged in Baster Chi's heart.
Watching Suk's rapid insertion time and time again, watching Modrić managing the midfield in an orderly manner.
Watching them cooperate with each other and put the goals into their pockets.
Different feelings emerged in his heart.
What is a dream?
What is a goal?
For him, a dream is a long-term, idealized word with profound meaning.
It can also be said to be a fantasy deep in the heart. Compared with goals, fantasy may just be a fantasy.
Whether it is the Champions League or the World Cup, it is too far away for him.
But for Suk and Modrić, all this may not really be a fantasy, but an achievable goal.
Watching the two teenagers sweating, running actively, and showing excellent performance in the arena.
He finally understood this level of truth at this moment.
Yes!
For him, it is a dream, but for them, it is a goal!