Luke is light

He is the very secret person who clamps in his fist invisible threads of the game

Little Luke Modric rushes throughout the field, playing and taking away, grazing and pressing, knocking out in the tackles and striking on the move and on the fly. He is ubiquitous; He always finds himself in the most important, most acute places of defense and attacks; It fills the hour and a half of the match, so sometimes it seems that little Luke is the same secret person who clamps the invisible threads of the game in his fist.

“To play everywhere means not playing anywhere,” - the good old rule of classical football, in which each player had his own rightful place. The defenders from behind, attacking ahead, are midfield between them. Do not go to someone else's place, play your own. But this rule died in universal football at the beginning of the 21st century and in the game of Luke Modric, who plays everywhere, runs to the right, opens to the left, gets to the corner flags and moves along the field easily, like the wind.

His low figure on the football field is always fulfilled by energy. When he runs, his long blond hair flies back. He has the strength and the gift to play quickly, very quickly, even faster. When he started, some considered him a player too lightweight to be successful in modern football, where powerful athletes that increase muscle mass in rocking are converged in the chest and shoulder chest and shoulder. But from the fact that someone considered him a flaw, Modric made all his advantages.

It is really lightweight with its 65 kg of weight and 172 cm of growth, lightweight and light, lightweight and fast, lightweight and ubiquitous, lightweight and accurate.

I have never seen Luke Modrich tired, out of breath, exhausted, exhausted. Even in the last minutes of the most difficult games, he flutters to and here and discovers a strange ease of running. It seems that an inexhaustible source of energy is working in his body. This is not explained by purely physical reasons: training, preparation, and so on-there is something related to the core of his psyche, to his character and soul. Or maybe childhood. In childhood, which was in the years of the nightmare of the Balkan War, parents protected the boy Luke from traumatic impressions and hid him in football, as in the perfect oasis of the world and good. Maybe, going out on the field in the form of Real Madrid or the Croatian national team, he again finds himself in the oasis of happiness, where you can run like flying.

Modric never or almost never mistaken in PACE. At full speed, running out of protection, he knows how to draw a line of a long pass so that his partner immediately opens a corridor leading to the gate. In the crowd of dense defense, where he is pressed with his shoulders and pushed in the sides and back, Modric still manages to give a pass under the blow or to the exit with one short touch. Sometimes it seems that he did it by chance, because how can you control himself in a heap of people, stomping your legs? Here to escape, survive. But this is not by chance, he does it many times in every game. This is his skill, intuition, technology, class.

In music there are guitarists who play cleanly and play dirty, the same thing in football. Modric has a clean technique, his technique is not something external relative to it, it is part of its nervous system and internal rhythm. There are records of his training, they give me no less pleasure than his game, because you can see how he plays football gamma easily and impeccably - he stops the ball, mints, juggles with the ball, hitting it with the outer side of the foot and throwing it over him from foot to leg. There is a video where he, in training for a dispute with Garet Bale, beats four blows from the summer and scores alone, but not in the number of hits there is a matter, but in purity, in the excellent lightness and accurate beauty of movements. How a weightlessly thin Modric each time takes off into the air and how perfectly it correlates speed and gravity, earth and heaven, distance and gate, himself and the ball.

In Real Madrid, where great people play all the time, Modric has long become a necessary condition for the existence of the team. With his movement, he connects everyone with everyone. He works for Ronaldo not only in that he supplies him with the ball, but also for what he wags in the attack, creating those unsteady, shaky, risky situations in which Krish with his feeling of goal feels like a fish in water. Modric common denominator of this grandiose team, she all converges and agrees in it, because he is technical, like a technician Isko, fast as a high -speed train Bale, is effective as Ansencio, and is mobile, as a tireless optimist Marcelo.

And when all this powerful heap ends the attack with a bare, how can a little bow of Modric with a sharp nose, the black eyes of a bird, fluttering in the wind with hair, pulled a lace, and with a fist that beat the air in an attack of happiness.

Its maneuver in the center in front of the penalty area, to automatically worked out in training, is known to everyone. A supporting midfielder grows in front of him. Modric shows to the left and accelerates to the right as if in it at this moment it turned on hyperray.

The seconds he has enough for two huge steps, each of which is equal to its growth, free himself from guardianship and - now he beats!

Two huge steps and a blow at maximum speed, a blow into which he puts the energy of his entire overhead body, a blow similar to the release of stone from sling. According to the perfect arc, gaining speed, elastic and the ball flies strongly under the crossbar. So he scored more than once in a Spanish example, just the same he scored Argentina at the 79th minute of that amazing match where Croatia won 3-0.