Lu Ke likes the training ground at dawn. The silence before the hustle and bustle always makes people immersed in it, as if they have entered another world in a parallel universe.
Of course, Lu Ke always welcomes companions. Training is always boring, just like walking alone in the desert. At a certain moment, you will enter a lonely planet, and you will be the only one left in the world. If a companion can appear next to you, no need to talk or dialogue, but only occasionally appear in the field of vision, reminding yourself that your feet are still standing on the earth, and you are still not alone, that seems good.
Just like today.
Lu Ke was heading to the gym when he accidentally caught the trivial sounds coming from the training ground. He turned around, preparing to say hello before starting his own warm-up training.
The footsteps bypassed the isolation zone, and the scene of the training base unfolded in front of him bit by bit, but the scene in front of him made Lu Ke's footsteps slowly and slowly stop. He never expected that this would appear. What is in front of you is a unique scene of orderliness and enthusiasm.
The members of the receiving team headed by Ted Ginn are jogging around the field, occasionally speeding up, occasionally raising their legs, occasionally stepping backwards, and occasionally crossing over. It is a simple jogging warm-up but makes full use of different footstep switches to enrich the rhythm. Not far from the team, Logan Newman swayed over with a kettle in his hand, still shouting, "Do you want to get more intense now? Are you too anxious?"
Mike Rupatti and Alex Boone were carrying training equipment into the field, talking and laughing, while Joe Stanley was directing the placement of the equipment. He raised his head and looked around, facing the ten people. Justin Smith, who was outside the yard, shouted, "Would you like five groups of hedges first?" Justin didn't know what to answer, and then all the forward players around him burst into laughter.
Garrett Selleck and a small group of other players were stretching their legs on the sidelines. It seemed that they had just finished the first round of warm-up exercises and were stretching their bodies. The breeze brought Selleck's nagging whispers. , "Hawkeye, cut inside; Hawkeye, cut inside; Hawkeye, cut inside", that was the secret code in the tactical manual, and he was trying to cram all the running routes into his mind by rote.
Looking around, there were at least fifteen or sixteen players warming up on the field at this time. Compared with the huge field, the number of players seemed a bit thin, but Lu Ke did not feel this emptiness at all.
Everyone has a relaxed look on their face, and their attention is not distracted at all, and they are fully absorbed in the warm-up; the occasional raised voices also reveal a brisk atmosphere, and that kind of proactive and positive emotions interact with each other. It lingers and flows, bit by bit, permeating into every corner of the entire training ground. Not only does it not feel empty, but it also creates a feeling of fullness, unknowingly revealing a bright and open-minded atmosphere. There was a surge in the air.
This kind of training base in Candlestick Park is extremely familiar, yet a little strange.
The mist at dawn is rolling quietly, and the street lamps that have been left on all night are still emitting a soft light. The milky-yellow lights are fainting little by little, like a gurgling stream, in the milky white mist. Walking through it lightly, outlining the scene in front of you with gentle strokes.
Even the coldness and desolation of the late autumn morning could not disturb the current training rhythm. Everything was just like the dilemma the San Francisco 49ers are facing now:
Numerous difficulties lay before us, and layers of hardships slowed down our steps. The whole team trudged forward in the dim night. Each step had to face countless difficulties and challenges, and the dawn seemed like it would never come. , but they still packed up their emotions, did not complain, were not frustrated, and did not give up, and resolutely went upstream!
This is the true temperament of a strong team.
The two-season undefeated halo ended. This is an important turning point for any player on any team. Some teams or players may never recover and never regain the feeling of victory. They just fall apart. Sliding all the way into the abyss; some teams or players may fall into an unstable rut. The dramatic fluctuations in status make the game ups and downs, and the long period of pain makes victory and defeat uncertain.
Only very few teams or players can quickly recover their emotions and get out of the painful shadow of defeat. Instead of letting defeat become a shackles of inner demons, they can make defeat a motivation to move forward - and let every setback become a grinding test to sharpen themselves. Knife and Stone, let every lesson become a wake-up call to remind yourself, every mistake become a navigator to correct yourself, and every failure become a stepping stone to success. Regain your strength and set out again!
A truly strong team is not a team that "never fails", but a team that "can learn from experience and become stronger after failure"!
No one is born a king, and no one is always a winner. Only by withstanding repeated hardships and tests can we complete the final transformation! Emerging from a cocoon and becoming a butterfly is never that easy.
The San Francisco 49ers, who have achieved a perfect season, are now facing another severe test: If they fail, they may be knocked back to their original shape overnight, or they may be lost to everyone; if they succeed, they may be eliminated forever. Soaring into the sky, officially opening the third heyday in the team's history.
With the sight of the training base in front of me, it was a positive start.
"Tear."
At this moment, a flash of orange morning light tore through the dark night, and a powerful and dazzling light appeared on the boundless sky. It slid across the sky like an unsheathed sword, and the sharp edge penetrated powerfully. An arc was drawn, cutting through the thick and vast ink-black sky, and then one could glimpse some clear blue, which was instantly dyed orange-red, spread out thrillingly like splashing ink.
The night is over.
The mighty morning sun pours down like a torrential rain. The gradient from orange to pink to red and finally to gold is like a magician, dyeing the cloudless sky with layers of colors, magnificent and It is so gorgeous, vast and majestic that language loses its meaning.
The entire training ground instantly brightened up, and the golden sunlight outlined the players' bodies bit by bit, which was the color of hope.
Lu Ke did not step forward to disturb his teammates' warm-up, but turned around and took steps towards the gym. Every step was so solid, unprecedented.
…
One after another, the training base began to become lively.
After finishing the first phase of the morning session, Lu Ke returned to the locker room. Next, he will join the team for today's recovery training.
No one emphasizes early morning training because it’s not something to fuss over.
Of course, some people still noticed the change in the team's training time. Anthony Davis noticed it, "Mike, you came to train early today." "Yes, a little early." Mike Rupadi said so lightly answered.
Or, "Hey, Logan, it's not right that you were so punctual today." "I came to train two hours earlier than you. How about it? Are you starting to get scared? Do you feel like you're about to get kicked out? Left behind? Haha." The matter was brought up in a joking manner, and there was no need to take it seriously.
Because getting up early to train is a personal choice, there is no need to make a fuss about it; what is more important than training time is the mental outlook.
After just experiencing an important game, the San Francisco 49ers were full of vitality from top to bottom, and did not indulge in the pain of defeat and feel sorry for themselves - not because they didn't care, but precisely because they cared too much, so they started gearing up early. Getting ready for the next game.
This spirit, this attitude, is the key.
Tuesday's recovery training went very smoothly. Lu Ke didn't shout anything in particular, and Hubble didn't make a special speech. Everything was going on step by step. This calm and determined temperament is quietly being integrated into the blood of every San Francisco 49ers player. , the team and players are further assimilating, and they have formed their own style!
One day in the future, analysts and commentators may say, "Oh, you can tell at a glance that he is a player from the 49ers." Even after leaving San Francisco, that style is still deep in the blood and will not disappear or be erased.
In the afternoon, the team collectively watched last week's game against the New Orleans Saints, looking for their shortcomings and loopholes, and looking for solutions and ways to solve the problems, which is crucial for the team and the players.
Everyone knows injuries play a role in losing games, but that doesn't help. Because for the rest of the season, they have to face such a scarred team lineup. This is not a crux that can be changed in the short term, nor is it an issue that subjective thoughts can determine the direction.
Now they need to find another way to win, relying on their current lineup and fighting side by side with injuries.
After the collective tactical meeting, the team disbanded on the spot, but Lu Ke still did not leave. He personally summoned all the players on the offensive team and held a second tactical meeting, focusing on the running routes and offensive lines in the game. issues for in-depth discussion.
Two consecutive tactical meetings and two consecutive brainstorming sessions were really overloaded for the players, especially the second one, which lasted for more than four hours. When it ended, night had fallen, and all the players With their heads full of tactics, they were ready to pack their bags and go home.
Lu Ke was still the last to leave.
"Knock knock", there was a knock at the door of the conference room. Lu Ke, who was packing up the tactical manual and turning off the projector, did not look back, but just raised his voice and said, "Who else forgot the tactical manual in the conference room? Be careful. Jim knows that he will be punished for running laps, so come over quickly and surrender."
"Can you tell me who it is? I promise I won't tell Jim." The person who came was actually not a player, but team manager Trent Baalke.
