• Mowgli77's Guide to Scoring From Corners

    Mowgli77's Guide to Scoring From Corners


    In PES 2017 I got this down to a fine art form, just ask @Don Raphael 007 about the number of times Shawcross leapt like a salmon to head past his keeper. PES 2018 has taken a little bit more time to perfect this set piece, but having scored 6 or 7 corners in my last few games and spent a decent amount of time practicing them in the training arena I felt it was time to share this with the rest of P2E and anyone else that may read this article.


    Let’s start with the basics. When you are taking a corner pulling down on the left stick will give the ball a high trajectory, whilst pushing up on the left stick will give the ball a low trajectory. The amount of power you place in the kick then determines just how fast the ball will be delivered. Pushing left or right on the left stick will cause your ball to move in the desired direction. Getting a combination of left/right with up/down and just the right amount of power is the key to delivering the perfect ball to be headed or volleyed home. Try a few combinations in the training arena, starting with aiming for just outside the 6 yard box, curling the ball away from the keeper with a mid to high trajectory and about ¾ power.


    When you are first looking at your form arrows in the team selection screen there are options where you can select your captain, free kick takers, penalty takers etc and right at the bottom there is an option called “PLAYERS TO JOIN ATTACK”. This will choose which players to join attack if you go for an all-out attack late on when losing and trying to grab a last minute equaliser but it will also decide which players to send up for corners. You’ll often find that centre backs have great heading statistics and are ideal to be sending up for corners. Unfortunately you can only pick 3 players but this will usually be both your centre backs and then a midfielder or forward.


    You’ll often find the best players to use for taking corners are full backs or midfielders and the stats to concentrate on are “place kicking” and “swerve”. You can filter through the 2018 PES Database based on these two stats and it will be no surprise to you to see Ronaldo and Messi up there with the best statistics. The place kicking stat is more for free kicks but they will also be able to deliver quick, whipped in corners, due to the swerve statistics. Lower down the ratings you’ll find players like Lamela and Quagliarella who are more than capable. I prefer to use a midfielder, if possible as you run the risk of a quick counter attack down a flank if you have a full back taking a set piece and the ball is cleared. If you press to change the corner kick taker the game will show you the suggested stats for who to use.


    As with PES 2017 you have options available if you press left on the directional pad. The options available are 6 YARD BOX, FAR POST, TRAIN and DASH. If you try and play a ball with low trajectory towards the 6 yard box and just push and hold up on the left stick the ball will be delivered flat but will probably fail to beat the first man. You can push up just after the ball has been kicked to flatten out the delivery and this is perfect for an attacking player heading towards the near post.

    6 Yard Box is perfect as long as you can keep the ball away from the goalkeeper and you will often see a tall centre back make his run to coincide with arriving in the 6 yard box as the ball arrives there. I’d suggest choosing this option but actually aiming your corner for just outside the 6 yard box, either curled away from the keeper or start the aim/direction of your corner further out and bend it in towards the 6 yard box.

    Far Post is a good option when used with about ¾ power and a high trajectory but the aim here is not necessarily to score from the header. You have 2 main options here, head the ball back across the face of goal towards one of your players or even down to one of your players or head it towards one of your own players that is waiting to shoot just on the edge of the box. You’ll nearly always have a player waiting there and if not you can always move one there.

    Train is a tactic some teams use where players line up one after another vertically so the defenders are unable to mark them and must track their runs. As the corner is delivered the players peel away, front post and back post. Around half power, curled towards the edge of the 6 yard box with a low trajectory is ideal here.

    Dash is similar to Train but just sees players waiting for the corner to then rush towards the box and meet the ball as they’re running in, without lining up in the order of the Train setting. You can vary power and trajectory here and it’s often as wise to aim a ball towards the back post as the front.

    (As well as heading the ball towards goal you can also use the directional stick to push towards goal/away from goal whilst hitting shoot for an acrobatic finish, such as a bicycle kick or scissor kick.)


    New to PES 2018 is the ability to now press right on the directional pad and be offered 4 options for short corners. These are TOUCHLINE, RUNNER FROM DEEP, TWO OPTIONS, and RUNNER FROM EDGE OF BOX. These 4 options all relate specifically to short corners so you won’t want to put full power on any of these corner kicks. The runner from deep and runner from edge of box are going to require you to make sure you have players in those positions, ready to make the runs as the ball is crossed. Touchline is one I’ve barely used and need to experiment more with but the two options draws two players towards you, which then usually draws two defenders to follow suit and move out of position from the edge of the box, perfect for your attacker to run into that space and head past the keeper.


    Have a practice in the training arena so you have a few different types of corner to choose from and then mix it up during a game. One of the greatest feelings will be the far post corner, if you manage to head the ball down to a teammate who then smashes one home from outside the box. The crosses in general are not as effective as they were in 2017, which is no bad thing but the corner is still a great way to score. Here’s one from outside the box, ¾ power to the back post, an attempt to head back to a team mate, cleared by the defence but Mikel Rico smashing home for Guingamp from outside the area.


    Thanks for reading.

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Many a times i have woken up not completely sure of where i was, but never have i woken up not knowing where i was with a strong stench of fish in the air.

I was on a fishing boat, i knew that much, and only that much. The rest was a void in my head completely blank like a black hole sucking and dispelling any memories anywhere near it. My memory was Fahooked.

Last thing i remember was the game. Last game of the season against Tottenham at home, a 3-1 victory. Not our greatest performance but there was something about that tottenham shirt that wouldn't let me lose. The whole game was a intervention from a higher being, a god of some sought, either that or our goalkeeper took a unreasonable amount of amphetamines before the game because he was possessed by something. God or chemical, I'm not sure but he saved our arse's time and time again, the team damn near stopped defending, knowing he would just save the next shot. Brazilian midfielder Coelho had the game of his life, bossing the whole game from midfield and even getting on the score in the process to set up a memorable final game of the current season, finishing with West Ham sitting third on the table.

The players, the coaching staff and myself, hadn't even bothered to shower, we immediately started partying in the changing rooms. I got a strange vibe just as the party started to kick off, and that's the last thing i remember. Now i was on a fishing boat, surrounded by nothing but ocean with a scattering of giant tuna and human bodies, having a hard time inhaling the putrid odours both species where giving off, polluting the atmosphere in the vicinity i was currently occupying. We were a floating can of off tuna, roasting in the sun.

It was gross man, unbearable. It crushed my whole entire good spirit in one nostril filled inhale.

I notice a remote control with a red button in my hand. There is a two wire cord connected to it running down the decking, the wires go about two feet before splitting and going in opposite directions, at the end of the wires is a battery clamp, one positive, one negative. The clamps are each connected to there own human nipple that pokes out of a male dressed in a leather gimp suit, red rubber ball in mouth and all. I held in my hands a small electric shocking device connected to the nipples of a gimp. 

It was K.Wimmer, the ex-spurs player and now team gimp. It may seem cruel at first, sure we force him into it, and do god awful things to him, but remember before you feel sympathy for him, his an ex-spurs player. A positive wave hit me from the ocean and i felt like the day was on its way up, i hit the red button and started to fry the nipples on the gimp, he jumped up like a cartoon character and started dancing and clapping like a circus monkey, it was hilarious, i hit the button again. That's why we have Wimmer around, just when you think things are Brad pitt, he managers to cheer you up again some how.

It took me about ten minutes to stand up, but once i did, i was unstoppable, with the gimp on my leash i was determined to find out what happened here, get drunk, and find a way back home, and not particularly in that order. I hit the red button again, and chuckled out loud as the gimp danced. We made our way down to the captains deck and started going through the cupboards until i found a bottle of whiskey, i did a quick preyer and checked behind my ear, a joint was there, bingo, i hit the red button again and chuckled. Bottle in one hand, gimp leash in the other and joint in mouth, i was going to find out what the Fahook was going on here.

Life can be a cruel bitch sometimes. One minute your in Brad pitt, and it gives you hope, only to rip that sweet tender hope away. 

The gimp shocker broke. I was devastated. So i stuffed Wimmer back in his shipping crate next to goalkeeper Vorm and began to drink my depression away, heavily. It wasn't too long before i was incoherent and out of sight, braking everything i could find. I found my players, that wasn't the problem, the problem was none of them would wake up, they were sleeping like comma patience, they may actually all be comma patience at this point, how would i know? Signs are all there and the way the day is shaping up right now, it wouldn't surprise me. I guess the party was too much for the pansies, that and the xanax that was spiked in ever drop of alcohol in the place. I don't know how brought the hookers, or strippers or whatever they were, but i went through one of there purses and found a bunch of xanax and other pills, natural i thought it would be funny to stuff them in every bodies drinks, laughing hysterically whilst doing so. 

Maybe its all my fault, maybe the reason Babacar is asleep in-between two giant tunas with his arms around them like he just made three way love with them is my fault, wait, did he? Maybe its my fault Brandt is wearing a eye patch on both eyes, plastic hooks on both hands and his duct taped to a wooden plank hanging over the boat, facing down to the ocean. What the hell happens when he opens his eyes and just sees darkness, his gonna think his gone blind, the poor John Snow will freak out, it may completely snap his mind. Maybe its my fault, Savic, Mario Suarez and Itturraspe are all wearing grade "a" military equipment with assault rifles hanging on all three of them, well Brad pitt, we needed security incase we got hijacked by pirates or intercepted by the police, we weren't getting bullied or going to jail without a fight, and i knew these three monsters were like "The Expendables" 4, 5 and 6 just waiting to happen. So i made them security, nothing wrong with that, smart, i thought but now they were sleeping, snoring and farting, nothing but trumpet sounds and foul smells with those three Fahooking buffalo's. So much for security. Is it my fault that i found Kolasinac and Silva spit roasting a most unsavoury women whilst all three are asleep? Asleep, full erect and still penetrating, what substances where flowing through there blood to make there bodies do that, i thought.

I zoned out and started to list substances i thought could produce this effect if mixed together when i was almost knocked back sober. Mitrovic walks up the lower deck stairs eating a bowl of wheaties, he loves his wheaties, has them every morning without fail. Maybe thats why he was built like a bull, but no amount of horse tranquilliser could put this guy down, i should have known he was awake and eating. Before i could question him, i felt a vibration in my pocket, it was my smart phone, which i had in my pocket this whole time and i never even bothered to check, i felt like a real arsehole. 

The phone had it all, it was all there, the whole story. How during the party in the changing room i got a text from Borussia Dortmund in Germany, wanting me to come down and bring my players with me, there current manager under performed and was sacked like a potato, to be replaced by me. How i then proceeded to grab the wife of the West Ham chairman and stick my tongue down her throat, push her around the changing room too all the other fella's for some fun, she loved it the old dirt bag by the time the initial shock wore off. Needless to say the Chairman was not happy and fired me and all the players, having us thrown off the premisses and heavily beaten on the way out like the punks that we were. The Chairman soon after this received a convenient phone call from Dortmund with a offer for me and all my players, the Chairman was so enraged he agreed immediately, not a moment of hesitation, he screamed yes while spitting lava out of his mouth, he was Fahooking fuming.

Me and Mitrovic sat and watched D'Alessandro, he was sleep walking but instead of just walking around, he would juggle a football, and never ever let it hit the ground, it was a wild phenomenon, the man literally played football in his sleep. We watched him for hours, cruising on our way to germany, hoping that whoever set this boat off, did so in the right direction, but before i could start to worry, i fell asleep, hoping for the best. 

Maybe it was all my fault. But Signal Iduna Park, here we come.