Often, fans can spot chances on the field that players, caught in the action, simply can't see.
Most people who've played basketball, soccer, or performed on stage initially experience something strange: the world blurs, and everyone around them seems to disappear.
That blank state of mind is something players must adapt to.
It's what's known as *on-field vision*.
For most, once they grow accustomed to it, their vision clears up, and they return to their usual visual awareness—what you might call level 4, 5, or 6 vision.
But some players never recover that vision.
The moment they step onto the field, it's like they go blind.
It's not that they refuse to pass or don't know how—it's that they literally "can't see their teammates."
Even if they're highly talented, this isn't something that can be improved through training.
Forget about being a core player—it's hard enough for them to function even as a supporting one. They require extremely rigid tactics just to be effective.
And if anything breaks that structure, they freeze.
On the other hand, some people are born with extraordinary vision.
Not only can they see farther and clearer than most, they also have ultra-wide peripheral vision and incredibly strong dynamic perception.
They can take everything in at a glance.
They can tell how far each player is from them on the same line.
They can judge a teammate's or opponent's speed just by observing their movements.
If they also have good memory and spatial awareness, they can practically visualize a full 3D map of the field in their minds.
That's what you call *God's Vision*.
Originally, Su Hang fell into the category of those who couldn't be trained. At best, with intense practice, he might've reached level 5.
But now\... he's leapt into the realm of superhuman vision.
At Real Madrid, only a handful of players possess that level of perception.
Zidane, Beckham, Figo, Ronaldo, and Raúl certainly have it.
Even the world's top left-back, Roberto Carlos, probably doesn't hit level 8.
Back when he was at Inter Milan, coach Hodgson tried to play him as a midfielder. Carlos struggled and couldn't adapt, eventually leaving for Real Madrid.
Then there's Guti, El Maestro—hard to say.
He had those razor-sharp surgical through passes, but they often came at a cost.
Maybe his passing wasn't sharp enough. Maybe it was his vision. Whatever it was, there were definite flaws.
And this is Real Madrid—the Galactic Squad, the most star-studded team in the world.
Even here, players with level 8 vision are rare. Most teams don't have a single one.
Real Madrid center backs Bravo, Pavón, and Helguera could clearly feel Su Hang's improved vision and his ability to find open space.
He was noticeably harder to defend.
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**May 2 – La Liga, Round 35**
Real Madrid played away at Deportivo La Coruña, who sat fourth in the standings.
2-0. Deportivo held their ground and defended their home turf.
They had topped the table back in Round 11, so they didn't fear Real Madrid.
**May 8 – La Liga, Round 36**
Ronaldo returned.
Real Madrid lost 2-3 at home to Real Mallorca.
Barcelona, right behind them, closed the gap again.
**May 16 – La Liga, Round 37**
A shocking 2-1 defeat away to Real Murcia.
It was an upset because Murcia was bottom of the table—already confirmed for relegation.
For Real Madrid to lose even this game… it was like they were cursed.
They dropped to third place.
**May 23 – La Liga, Final Round**
A fourth straight defeat.
Thrashed 4-1 at home by a completely unmotivated Real Sociedad.
The season ended with Real Madrid in fourth place.
A complete disaster.
The world was stunned.
Real Madrid had spent more time than any other team at the top of La Liga this season—seventeen rounds as league leaders.
But in the final stretch, they crashed from first to fourth.
How could the fans accept this?
"Queiroz, get out of the Bernabéu!"
"Trash like Queiroz doesn't deserve to coach Real Madrid!"
"We had the lead and still lost it all—what a disgrace!"
"Pavón is absolute garbage! Ten goals conceded in the last four games!"
"Even a traffic cone would defend better than Pavón and Bravo!"
"Before Su Hang was suspended, he left you in second place with a shot at the title. And you dragged us down to fourth!"
"How are you going to face Su Hang? How are you going to face Real Madrid fans around the world?"
"Florentino, resign! You don't deserve to be Real Madrid president!"
Someone had to take the fall.
When it looked like people were about to blame Florentino, the old boss acted fast and fired head coach Queiroz.
Queiroz had no choice but to accept.
He had arrived in Madrid full of confidence, welcomed by thousands at the airport.
Now he left in disgrace, no one there to see him off.
No one—
Except one.
"Boss!" Su Hang waved at Queiroz at the airport entrance.
Queiroz was caught off guard. "Su? I thought..."
"You thought I hated your guts?" Su Hang picked up Queiroz's suitcase. "I'm not the kind of guy who plays both sides. When I'm pissed off, I show it."
"But if I say I want to bury the hatchet, I mean it."
"You're a great coach—you just came to the wrong team."
"I hope you bounce back from this quickly. Honestly, nobody could save this Real Madrid. Not Zidane, not Ronaldo, not Beckham, and not you either. And that's nothing to be ashamed of."
Queiroz was deeply moved. He never expected Su Hang to be the one who understood him best on the team.
"I apologize for everything I said about you. You're the most promising player in the world—and a true professional!" Queiroz hugged him. "I'll be watching your journey."
"If anyone can save Real Madrid, I believe it's you."
"Good luck!"
Queiroz said his farewell to Su Hang.
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**"Real Madrid Fires Queiroz! Even the Galactic Squad Can Be Sunk – Coaching Career in Jeopardy!"**
**"Expert Analysis: Real Madrid's Imbalanced Squad—Strong Offense, Weak Defense. Queiroz Just the Scapegoat!"**
**"Manchester United Manager Ferguson Invites Queiroz to Join the Coaching Staff!"**
**"Queiroz Lands in Manchester! Becomes United's Assistant Manager! Partners with Ferguson to Rule the Premier League and Chase the Champions League!"**
The English media swarmed Queiroz with interviews.
They were eager for him to criticize Real Madrid.
That way, they could prove—once again—that the Premier League was better than La Liga.
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