Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 168 Ribery leaves the field early! The hat trick begins! The heat rises again! [13]

After this goal, the game entered halftime and players from both teams went into the locker room on the lower level of the stands.

"Dong dong!"

Deschamps habitually tapped the tactical board, signaling everyone to concentrate. Although the team was leading by 2 goals, there was no joy on his face.

There are some obvious problems that need to be solved by him, and now is not the time to be happy.

He faced the tactical board and warned in a low voice, "Some people don't want to play well, and I know who they are.

"Please remember that my patience is very limited. If you are discovered again, your names will no longer be on the national team. Don't feel wronged then."

Ribery, Nasri and others looked in his direction with different expressions.

Some people don't care, as if they don't think Deschamps dares to give up on him under pressure; some people are worried, as they still want to participate in next year's European Cup.

"Menai."

Deschamps called out a name, pointed at him with a tactical pen and said: "You come to replace Ribery, play in his position, and act as the core of the frontcourt organization.

"Valbuena, you come in to replace Nasri, but your job is to provide support.

"Clichy replaces Evra, Giroud replaces Benzema, these are two positional substitutions. No other changes will be made for now."

After he finished speaking, the players didn't say anything, but there was shock in their eyes.

This is a major reshuffle in the midfield and frontcourt!
Combined with what Deschamps just said, these players are obviously the ones he thinks did not play well.

Even though it wasn’t said directly, it was made clear!
Many people glanced at Maher, the only player still in the frontcourt. They all understood who Deschamps was doing this for.

Is the core really going to change?
For an 18-year-old?

Many people were struggling to digest the news and didn't even pay attention to what Deschamps said afterwards.

Ribery and Evra were sitting together at this time, both of them leaning back against the wardrobe with their arms folded, with sullen faces showing their dissatisfaction.

After Deschamps left, Ribery turned his head seriously and said in a hoarse voice: "I think it's time to let them know something and put them in their place."

Evra heard Ribery's plan and leaned over, "What are you going to do?"

"Take a taxi home." Ribery looked at the place where Deschamps had just walked out. "This is already a very decent way. There is no noise or fuss. It saves everyone's face."

Evra turned his head sharply, looked at him for a moment, then stood up and said, "I advise you to observe for a while and not do that yet."

He patted Ribery's shoulder and walked towards the door. It was obvious that he didn't want to do anything so extreme at this time.

Ribery turned his head to look at Nasri beside him, who should have heard their conversation as well.

Unexpectedly, Nasri was even more straightforward. He turned his eyes away and never looked at him again.

The corners of Ribery's mouth moved slightly, and he took a few deep breaths to make final considerations. His impulse finally overcame his reason. He suddenly stood up and walked out of the locker room.

"Beep!"

After the second half, the French players were in a slightly bad mood. They all looked at each other and whispered.

"Really gone?"

"That direction leads outside the base."

"It's over."

“Who do you support?”

"Let's see who wins in the end."

Mael was standing next to them. He looked along the road and saw a figure walking towards the outside of the Clairefontaine base.

He was in no mood. It was not his intention to end their first collaboration in the national team in this way.

Just play your own ball well, and let the rest take its course. His heart never gets anxious or has any other emotions about these things.

In front of the coaching seat, Deschamps was staring at the field with a stern face. He knew someone was leaving him, but he deliberately pretended not to care.

He needs to consider the consequences and impact of this matter, and think about what to do next.

"Beep!"

The game then resumed with a new French team on the field, rushing into the Belgian half with a new momentum.

Maher's expression turned serious, after scoring two goals in a row, he only had one goal left.

Chase more goals!

Better performance!
He came to the Belgian team's backcourt and stood still. He was immediately taken care of by Alderweireld and the central defender Van Buyten on the same side. The two stayed beside him and watched over him.

The second half kicked off like this. Seeing France making large-scale substitutions, the Belgian team intensified their offensive and wanted to launch a counterattack while some players were still not used to the rhythm of the game.

This achieved certain results. The French team's defense suddenly became chaotic, allowing the opponent many opportunities.

Belgium launched wave after wave of high-pressure attacks, which finally overwhelmed them in the 56th minute of the game.

Dembele, the core player of Alkmaar in the Dutch Eredivisie, used dribbling to compress the French team's defense, and then sent a cross pass to find Hazard and set up a turret.

"Bang!!"

Hazard pushed the ball towards the bottom corner of the goal, and the ball rolled into the net just before Lori saved it.

One to two!

Get one back!
"suffer!"

Cheers erupted on the field and from the bench; they had only themselves as supporters today.

Hazard ran towards the goal, took the ball out, and ran quickly towards the center circle, high-fiving several teammates on the way.

When he met Maher, he subconsciously stretched out his right hand and habitually high-fived him, but he quickly retracted his hand after seeing the color of the other party's jersey.

Maher looked at Burger King's immature appearance and smiled slightly. This was the rising period of his career and he probably didn't like eating burgers yet.

He walked towards his own half, waiting for the next kick-off. After the second half started, his teammates passed the ball to him more and more often, and he believed that he could still create good opportunities.

"Beep!"

After Giroud sent the ball from the center circle, the ball quickly moved towards the left side of the French team, and players from both sides approached.

"Bang!" Valbuena quickly passed the ball to Mahel through a steady advance. He played two rounds of matches against Arsenal on behalf of Marseille and experienced Mahel's pressure firsthand.

Not to mention, after Deschamps took over the French team, he made it clear that he wanted to reuse Mahel.

It is better to curry favor with this player who is likely to be the core of the future offense as early as possible.

During the time he was on the court, every time he had the ball, he would pay attention to Maher's position and would pass the ball if he had the chance.

"Bang bang bang!"

Maher rushed towards Alderweireld with the ball, boldly showing off his dribbling skills.

After finding the opportunity, he dribbled the ball and tried to speed up the pace. Alderweireld followed him laboriously, and the two soon reached the baseline.

Maher glanced at the middle and found that Giroud was being closely watched by the opponent's central defender, and the other players were not in a good position either.

He tried to break through to the middle, then suddenly stopped and took control of the ball.

Alderweireld also stopped suddenly following him, but due to his height, his center of gravity was unstable.

“Bang!”

Maher dribbled the ball past him with a change of direction, and then faced the defense of the opponent's central defender Van Buyten and assisting midfielder Fellaini.

It was the same old scene again. He accelerated again, trying to drag the two into a high-speed confrontation.

"Boom!"

A strong pressure quickly covered the right corner of the Belgian team's penalty area. The rhythm on this side was obviously different from other places, and it seemed that even the space was distorted.

Van Buyten soon couldn't withstand the pressure from Maher and was shaken to the ground by Maher's changes of direction. Fortunately, after he sat down, he stretched out his foot desperately and poked the football.

"Snapped!"

Maher didn't expect that the ball would get out of his control and was cleared by Fellaini's sliding tackle.

With a smile on his face, he waved his hand to apologize to his teammates in the middle and ran back to his position.

No one blamed him, as the French players must have known that this style of play with the ball could easily lead to the loss of the ball, and as long as the person with the ball was threatening and effective, they would be tolerant of his attempts.

What's more, Maher always brings strong pressure to his opponents, giving people a feeling that he is about to break through the defense line.

Take it!

Don’t worry!
If you lose it, I will go and get it for you.

"Restrict him from catching the ball!"

At the Belgian team's center back position, Van Buyten shouted with a bitter face: "Close the line. We can't let him come over like this every time. We can't defend him many times."

The five-defender formation was originally very stable, and they didn't know why the team often fell into dangerous situations.

"Do you want to change?"

Kompany, the left-sided center back, saw that Van Buyten was feeling a bit overwhelmed and asked, "Just tell the coach and I'll switch positions with you anytime."

"No need." Van Buiten waved his hand, indicating that it was not necessary for the time being, but he did not say absolutely, "We'll see later."

As the game continued to develop, Maher's ball possession allowed him to play more and more smoothly and with more feeling.

There is no need to worry about the strength of the French team's midfield and backcourt defense. He did not return to defense to receive the ball like he did in the first half, but always stayed in the front to create pressure on the opponent.

In the 68th minute of the game, the two teams launched continuous offensive attacks.

"Oh!"

First, Maher shook off Alderweireld's defense again and sent a curved pass to the center.

The ball was cleared by Kompany with one head, and the second penalty was taken by Valbuena, who kicked the ball to the right.

The new player Menez was very agile with his feet. He dribbled the ball two or three times and passed Witsel easily. He slowly aimed at the back point in the middle and made a half-high cross.

The ball was moving very fast, and the defensive players at the front and middle points had no time to clear it, so it went all the way to the back point.

"Oh!"

Maher suddenly rushed out from behind Alderweireld, and in desperation jumped up and used the arch of his foot to shoot the ball towards the goal.

The ball had some power, but it was obviously too close to Courtois and was blocked by the latter.

"Bang!" Kompany reacted quickly and cleared the ball to the frontcourt, just passing it to Timmy Simmons.

Belgium's counterattack!
"Whoa whoa!"

Hazard started running behind the French defense, shouting at Timmy Simmons to pass the ball as soon as possible.

Timmy Simmons did not slow down the pace. After stopping the ball, he made a short pass behind the French team's defense line.

But the ball was not passed well, as French center back Sacco ran diagonally to intercept the ball and cut off the stopping line.

"Ball out!"

French midfielder Cabaye saw something at this time and pointed at his feet to signal Sakho to pass the ball quickly.

Sako was a little slow on his feet. When he raised his leg to kick the ball, he suddenly saw a figure rushing from behind and snatched the ball from his feet.

How come it’s so fast?!

There was surprise in his eyes, and when he turned around, Hazard had already passed by him.

Koscielny lowered his center of gravity to face Hazard's defense. After being shaken a few times, he quickly surrendered and lost his defensive position. Fortunately, the full-back Clichy came to defend.

"Bang!!"

Hazard swung his leg and shot the ball into the far corner, and the ball flew towards the net in an arc.

"Clang!" A sound of the ball hitting the post was heard, but unfortunately, the football bounced back.

"I'll do it!" This time it was Matuidi who got the second point. He turned around and faced the direction of attack. It seemed that it was France's turn to launch a transition attack.

After taking two steps with the ball, he found that he had no chance to speed up, so he looked around for the person to pass the ball to.

"Bang!!"

After seeing Mahel at the far end, he sent a long pass to that position.

Belgium's central defender Van Buyten rushed out of his position and jumped high in the path of the football, trying to clear the ball in advance.

They don't want Maher to catch the ball!

"mine!"

Following Matuidi's example, he roared to boost his morale, but after jumping up and finding that he couldn't reach the ball, he reminded Alderweireld awkwardly, "Yours!"

Alderweireld: “.”

What's his?

Defense depends entirely on shouting?

Maher held him back and wouldn't let him move forward. Unless he could fly into the sky or evade the ground, he would never get any chance of getting the ball.

"Snapped!"

As Maher stopped the ball at his feet and turned around, the pressure that had just disappeared returned to every Belgian player.

At this time, people's physical energy consumption is particularly large, just like in a boxing match. The person who has been attacking will not consume too much energy, but the person who has been defending with his arms folded will quickly lose strength.

It looked very strange, as the former was obviously moving more, while the latter remained motionless.

"Bang bang bang!"

This time, Mahel took Alderweireld into account when he turned around. He pretended to go directly to the bottom, but quickly changed direction and broke through the middle.

By this time, Van Buiten had already landed and chased after him, rushing towards his feet, but he dodged with a quick dunk.

Looking at the opponent's defense, it seems that there are still no good opportunities.

"Oh!"

Mahel dribbled the ball towards the baseline, continuing to test his club teammate Vermaelen.

Apart from anything else, this sudden feeling is really good!
Vermaelen wondered if he had offended Mahel at some point, and when he saw him coming up he followed him with a grim face.

"boom!"

This time, Maher sought to resolve the problem through confrontation, and facing his club teammate, he showed no mercy and directly hit him hard on the shoulder.

Vermaelen stumbled a few steps after being hit hard, and threw his body away at the moment before Mahel passed the ball, trying to block it by falling to the ground.

"Oh!"

But he failed. Mahel's ground ball rolled into the small penalty area, and Menez, who came from the back, kicked the ball into the net.

The ball went in!
Three to one!

"Oh!"

Menez raised a finger to the sky, and subconsciously turned and ran towards the corner flag area. After hesitating for a moment, he smiled and turned around, running towards Mahel who passed the ball to him.

As one of the Four Little Swans, he is also a recognized talented player. His transfer value exceeded 5 million five years ago. Unfortunately, his subsequent development did not meet people's expectations.

Some people say it is because of his personality, others say he is not self-disciplined and too casual.

Menez himself doesn't think so. He always feels that he is playing football well and doesn't think he has any personality problems.

"brother!"

When he came to Maher's side, he didn't say much, just expressed his friendliness, and then hugged Maher.

It can be said that this kick will definitely establish a good foundation for their relationship.

“2 goals and 1 assist!”

On the sidelines, Maher's family and friends were once again excited and hugged each other to celebrate. It was a great feeling to watch their boss put on the jersey, play better and better among the superstars, and get key statistics.

"This is the last national team training day of the year." Harry waved his hand and asked, "With this performance, is it certain that we will win the European Championship?"

"It should be." Jose nodded and replied: "From all indications, he has the momentum to charge straight into the core of this team right from the start!"

"Yes!"

Safina raised her hand and said with a smile: "Just wait to follow him and get some benefits, come on!"

On the side, Emilia, a reporter from "Football Records", also had a look of excitement on her face and clapped her hands excitedly. The relationship between these team members and Maher is essentially a cooperative relationship.

But she is different. Maher is her boss, a rich and sexually attractive football player who is loved by everyone.

"Exclusive interview!"

She was still thinking about her interview, the kind of private conversation with Maher that she had always been looking forward to.

After this goal, the Belgian team's defense was in a state of panic and they couldn't stop the opponent at all.

"hiss!"

Vermaelen soon fell to the ground, his legs cramping from the movement he had just made.

Van Buiten seemed to want to lie down for a while as well, so he rolled over to the ground, hugging his legs, and resting while sweating and panting.

The pressure is too much!
Although their midfielders and backcourt players are all high-priced star players, their defensive abilities are only average. They have no way to deal with the powerful forwards.

It's a pity for these people. They finally got together to play a national team game, but ended up spending most of the game in jail.

"Bang!!"

Fortunately, their frontcourt players did not give up the game. After the restart, Hazard broke through several players and reached the baseline.

He returned a cross towards the middle, and Fellaini rushed into the penalty area from outside the penalty area, knocked Koscielny over and headed the ball.

"Swish!" The football hit the net, and Belgium got one more goal back, which helped to slightly alleviate the decline.

But in the 80th minute of the following game, Giroud received Menez's cross and headed in another goal, keeping the score difference at 2 goals.

"Substitute?"

On the sidelines, Deschamps' assistant saw that Mahel was gradually running out of energy. "He kept chasing the ball in the first half, so his energy must be running out."

"Let Malouda warm up."

Deschamps nodded in agreement. Of course, he would not use Maher too harshly, but still had to protect the players well.

From any angle, Maher's performance today was perfect. His gear was always different from others, and he seemed to be always one step ahead of others.

When playing football, Deschamps plays as a defensive midfielder but he has a strong impact and likes to speed up the team's tempo suddenly by his own efforts!

This is physical ability!

Also a basketball IQ!

Deschamps likes such players. He increasingly feels that his move to compete for the position of coach of the French national team in front of the media, including some efforts he made behind the scenes, was correct.

Now he has a sharp sword, and all he needs to do is polish it, equip the sword with a suitable and high-quality scabbard, and then he can draw the sword at the European Cup!

"Beep!"

At this time, the referee blew a foul whistle and Kompany tripped Menez while defending on the right.

After getting up, Menez stood in front of the ball, ready to take the free kick.

Maher quickly wandered over, more or less with the intention of trying for a free throw opportunity. However, he did not go for it openly, he just lingered nearby.

"How about you come?"

Menez received Mahel's assist, but he did not ignore his efforts, and took the initiative to say: "Two goals, one more has a chance to score a hat trick."

"Okay." Mahel immediately followed with a smile, not giving Menez a chance to regret, and said with a smile: "You still have to run up and deceive the goalkeeper. I pretended to go forward and shoot, and then suddenly went to the far corner."

Mene: “.”

Has it been arranged long ago?
Agree so readily?

The matter was done, he could not say anything more, and just smiled dryly and nodded.

"Beep!"

When the referee blew the whistle for the penalty kick, Maher looked in the direction of the human wall and the goalkeeper. The height of the human wall was still very good, basically around 1.9 meters, and the jump could easily exceed 2.3 meters.

In addition, Courtois is very tall and has a wide coverage area, so if he kicks the ball normally, the probability of success may not be very high.

He thought for a while, a line of thought appeared in his mind, and he focused his attention on the football.

"Beep, beep."

There was a sound of footsteps on the ground, and it was Menez who was standing there taking small steps towards the goal, and it looked like he was going to rush forward and shoot at any time.

Courtois in front of the goal immediately lowered his center of gravity, stared at the ball in front of Menez, and prepared to save the ball.

Just then, he saw Maher taking the lead and running towards the football.

He was not careless. When he was not sure who would take the free throw, it was best to treat both of them as imaginary enemies.

"Bang!!"

As expected, the sound of the ball touching was heard. Maher, who was the first to rush towards the football, suddenly kicked the football out. The human wall near the penalty area line also reacted quickly and jumped up quickly.

"Swish, swish, swish!" But unexpectedly, the football was hit along the ground towards the near corner and slipped past the feet of the players in the human wall!

Courtois was initially guarding against Maher, but he didn't see the football flying towards him. By the time he noticed the football at the foot of the human wall, the football was already very close.

"Shh!"

This unreasonable free kick finally touched the near corner of the net.

Five to two!
Goal 3!
"Fake!"

Courtois, who plays for Chelsea, is used to speaking English and was sitting on the ground feeling extremely depressed.

"Yeah!"

The Clairefontaine students on the sidelines burst into excited cheers again. They saw a powerful new player joining the French team!

hat trick!

This will be the French team's hope for future major competitions!
"Show time!"

Several fans from the UK also clapped with their eyes lit up, it was an absolute show.

"Damn it! Damn it!" The young star Mbappe stood up, blushing and saying several French curse words in succession to express the shock in his heart.

"trick!"

Deschamps was preparing to submit a substitution request to the fourth official on the sidelines, but when he saw this sudden goal, he stopped what he was doing and returned to the coaching booth in amazement, "This is a real trick, magic! It's like there is magic under his feet!"

"It's a perfect ending!" One of his assistants nodded in agreement. Both Deschamps' debut and Mahel's debut ended perfectly because of this goal.

"Oh!"

On the field, Maher ran towards the corner flagpole with his right hand raised, threw a series of combination punches, and brought Batistuta's machine gun shooting moves to the French national team.

Even if there are not many spectators for this game, no videos or news will be leaked.

But it is extremely important to him that he can finish in such an international A-level competition in such a good manner, which he never dared to think of before.

3 goal and 1 assist!
It may be difficult to find another player in the history of the French national team who performed so well on his debut.

If his goal is to compete for the best in history, then his start is already the best start in history, which will give him great encouragement and motivation!

Outside of the club's tight schedule, he opened a new front and a new path of pursuing honors with the best attitude!
"Thank goodness I gave it to you!"

Mene quickly followed and hugged him from behind, "It would be a pity otherwise."

After some troublesome players left the team, the atmosphere in the second half became much better, and most of the French players came over to celebrate together.

On the sidelines, Nasri and Evra sat here with lamenting expressions, feeling that the seats on the bench were a bit too hot for their butts.

"Beep!"

Soon, Mahel was replaced by Deschamps, and Malouda stood on the sidelines ready to come on.

“No more going to the bench.”

After the game, Deschamps came to Maher's side and patted his back lovingly, "Go to the locker room and take a shower and change your clothes. It was a perfect performance. You surprised everyone!"

"Thank you."

Maher exchanged some polite words with him, and walked straight into the locker room without any hesitation.

Such treatment also made Nasri, Evra and others look even uglier. They seemed to be at great risk of being excluded by the new head coach.

"Oh!"

In the 89th minute of the game, Belgium's Witsel scored a long-range goal against France, and the final score was -.

When Maher came out of the locker room, the game was over and players from both teams sat together to stretch and chat.

He went to where Koscielny was to stretch together, mainly to tease his club teammate Vermaelen.

"Shet."

When Vermaelen saw him coming, he immediately stood up and walked to the side with a resentful look on his face, "I have to stay away from you. I have a psychological trauma. My calf muscles start to tremble when I see you."

"Is it that serious?" Koscielny didn't quite understand. He looked at him in surprise and said, "You are too cowardly."

Vermaelen glared at Koscielny speechlessly and said, "You'll know when you try it. I'm not talking about the team training match, but the official match."

"Maybe there won't be that opportunity in the short term." Koscielny replied with a smile. If you think about it carefully, he is quite lucky that he is not only a teammate in the club but also a teammate in the national team with such a player.

"What do you think?" He looked around and asked, "How is our team's Derbyshi doing?"

"Mediocre."

Maher, who was sitting next to the two men, responded: "You mean Sagna can help the defense more in the same position?"

Koscielny nodded and asked in confusion: "I don't know why he didn't come this time. Doesn't Deschamps like him?"

"I don't know. I hope he can come next time." Maher was not in a hurry. He had no intention of engaging in factional struggles. He just thought that it would be nice if that funny guy Sagna could fight alongside him.

"Mael!"

"Mael! This way!"

At this time, a shout came from the stands, and many brave young players rushed over.

Everyone was looking for someone, even the Belgian team members were quickly surrounded by people. Mahel was instantly surrounded by more than 20 children, some of them looked at him with timid smiles, and some reached out to him.

"Can you give me your autograph?"

“Mael, I want your jersey!”

“I want sneakers!”

"Hey, ball shorts are fine too!"

Maher sat up from the ground, smiled and shook his head to refuse: "Sorry, I can sign it, but I have to keep the jersey and shoes myself. They have special meaning to me."

He looked towards the kids and saw two familiar faces, one who looked very much like Mbappe, and the other a little younger, who looked like our team's future defender Saliba. Their looks were easy to recognize.

Mbappe looked at Maher looking at him and said with a smile: "Maer, can we take a photo together? I like you the most. I always think you are the strongest player on the left side of the French team."

"Okay."

Maher touched his head, but quickly pulled his hand away. Mbappe's hair was hard and short, and it was too prickly.

After playing with the kids for a while, he walked to the side of the court and chatted with several members of his team with a smile, accepted their congratulations, and then went to the interview area to be interviewed.

"Kylian, before the game you said Ribery was stronger, do you think differently now?"

He saw Emilia hunched over Mbappe, smiling as she handed the microphone to the young man who had just taken a photo with him.

Mbappe was listening to the question and was about to answer when he saw Maher coming from the side. His eyes suddenly became evasive and he was very flustered. He pretended to be calm and said, "When did I say that? Did you remember it wrong?
"I always thought Maher was the better one, I just asked for a photo with him, I like him very much!"

Maher looked at his expression and guessed what had happened. He smiled and said nothing, pretending not to have heard anything, and walked towards his interview area.

"It is indeed a very good start. I don't know what Mr. Deschamps thinks, but I think so."

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"Yes, I guessed it when I scored the third goal. I thought, would this be the best debut in the history of the French national team? Now I have your confirmation."

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"Ribery? I saw him walk off the pitch. I don't want to talk about other people's problems."

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"I think Mr. Wenger will definitely pay attention to the French national team's games. He is a good friend of Deschamps. As you said, he might praise me. Haha. Okay, let's stop here."

He was voted the best player of the game, but unfortunately it was just a friendly match and there was no trophy to win.

After resting for a while, he went to the team cafeteria to eat. This was the only game in this national team match day. After it, there were no other matches.

After a few more days of getting used to the team, he can return to the club and continue his journey to win championships on all fronts!

Very busy, but also fulfilling!
"A traditional skill of the French team? Ribery took a taxi home during the game. It is said that a violent conflict broke out between the player and Maher, and the two of them fought each other for a while!" - The Sun, UK

"According to relevant media reports, Ribery was photographed leaving the field early. Deschamps' French team had an internal conflict in the first period! More problems may arise in the future!" - French "Express"

"Flying shoe incident? According to gossip, during the halftime break, Deschamps threw a leather shoe at Ribery, but missed." - German Football News

That night, news about the national team's match day was posted, with the hottest gossip about Ribery, even Maher's hat trick ranked behind it.

There's nothing you can do about it, people would definitely prefer to discuss gossip then the game.

"A hat trick on his debut! Maher scored 3 goals and 1 assist to help France beat Belgium 4-! The player started a new journey by creating goals!" - BBC

"Deschamps values ​​him! Mahel is the only player in the frontcourt who played for more than 80 minutes. Ribery left the field early, which may be related to Mahel taking his left inside forward position!" - "France Football"

"Overshadowing Ribery? According to the frontline news, Deschamps intends to support the young striker Mahel. Perhaps his goal is to cut the 28-year-old Ribery from the list to complete the renewal." - The Guardian

As soon as these news were released, they caused great discussion. When there were no club match days, people's attention was of course focused here.

"3 goals and 1 assist? How many goals have Farke and Maher scored this season? Can they hope to score 30+?"

"Just look at it, he has scored 15 goals in the league alone, it's not a luxury for him to win the Premier League Golden Boot!"

"It's not necessary. Can't Deschamps and Ribery coexist with Maher? They are two very good players. It would be great if they could fly on both wings."

"Wrong decision, Deschamps will have to pay the price! Without such veterans on the front line, there will be no fighting power in the competition. Using a group of children will get you nothing!"

"Mael's performance was impeccable, but I don't think he can compare with Ribery. If he tries to squeeze Ribery's position, I will hate him!"

"You're not the French coach."

"It's mainly because Ribery himself went too far, okay? He took a taxi and left the field. What is this? Who is he trying to offend?"

"Yes, you all know Deschamps' character. We will definitely not spoil him."

"There are issues with the players and the coach."

Fans were talking about it, and the heat was still high after a few days. The topics about 'Mael' and 'Ribery' have been occupying the headlines.

On October 10, the day when the French team's training camp ended, Ribery, who had left the national team privately, posted a message: "You must win a few championships before you can prove that you can be entrusted with important tasks.

"Excessive expectations will always crush an immature young person.

"Some people have no experience and are labeled as 'madmen' by the media, so they really think they are different and make choices that go against the rules."

Even though he deleted the post within 10 minutes of publishing it, it quickly caused an uproar in European football.

In the end, Deschamps had to hold an emergency press conference and bring Maher to respond to Ribery's remarks.

(End of this chapter)