Newcastle's First Match (Monthly Vote Requested)

After training for a while, Kyle Reece and Boyle often stood in front of the mirror and asked themselves:

Had Lu Yang fooled them?

"Reece! Do you think you're a forward? Hold your position! Defend—where the hell is your defending?"

"Boyle, you've lost your position again! What's the point of being fast if you don't pick the right position?"

"Reece, who told you to shoot? That was a wasteful shot! Didn't you see Chiesa was in a better position? We aren't so rich in shooting opportunities that we can hand them to a fullback! Does Lu even take more shots than you?"

"Boyle, pass the ball! You've carried it long enough—you need to pass at the right time!"

"Oh my God! Your passing is awful. Extra training! You both need extra training! I'm not asking you to make no-look passes, but you need to improve the curve and pace of your passes!"

"Remember your mission. You're fullbacks, not wingers! Your first choice should always be to pass, pass, pass!"

Flick shouted himself hoarse from the sidelines.

Reece and Boyle were miserable.

Wasn't this just being pure, ordinary fullbacks?

Where were the supposed wing fulcrums and wide corridors?

Seeing that the two young fullbacks were in low spirits, Lu Yang went over to talk with Flick.

In fact, Lu Yang had not lied to them.

The team really did have tactical plans centered around launching attacks through the two fullbacks.

Just not now.

In the future.

The team needed time to develop chemistry.

Right now, no one had fully blended into the team yet, and their understanding of the team's tactics remained superficial.

If they rashly let the fullbacks fly forward now, it would leave enormous holes in the defense.

No matter how outstanding Sasso and Deyas were, two people could