champion godfather

Chapter 378 Volume [-] The Red Forest is dedicated to Eastwood
When the Forest team equalized the score, Mourinho sat in his seat without moving or expressing anything. The TV broadcast gave him a close-up shot. Mourinho knew that there would definitely be cameras coming to join in the fun at this time, so The expression on his face didn't change, and he didn't give the TV station and commentators anything to exploit.

Even so, John Mortensen and Lineker, who were sitting in the broadcast booth, watched the scene off the field and still couldn't stop laughing.

Tang En celebrated the goal on the sidelines with exaggerated excitement, but Mourinho kept his eyes on Tang En, who was so close at hand.

Ten minutes ago, the roles and positions of the two were completely reversed.

So now this scene feels like a comedy no matter how you look at it.

After the game restarted, the two sides entered into a kind of balance of power, the scene was stalemate, and no one could break it, or broke it unintentionally—it was only a few minutes before the intermission, and no one had any intention of wasting energy on these last few minutes .This game is more intense than any game they usually play.

And the head coaches of the two teams did not say that they would seize the last chance of the first half to give the opponent another shot. After celebrating the goal, Twain continued to stand on the sidelines, while Mourinho sat in the coach's bench and did not get up.

After 45 minutes of the game, the referee also blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

"1:1! A very fair score. In the first half, both sides had opportunities and seized them. The performances of the players of both teams were very good. This is in line with our pre-match predictions. It was indeed a wonderful and intense game. "

"John, I think this can be regarded as a law—as long as Mourinho and Tony Twain's teams meet together, it's hard to think it will be exciting or exciting."

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The players of the Forest team entered the locker room one by one, and Ribery yelled loudly: "Take off your clothes!"

Although after halftime, it is normal to take off the sweat-soaked jersey and replace it with a drier spare jersey, but Ribery's purpose for shouting this is definitely not here.

"Vest, vest...Wes, pen." Ribery took the marker pen from Morgan, then lay down on the players' seats, started with his own vest, and wrote a sentence on it.

The others surrounded him, watching him write one by one.

Anelka watched them write and draw on his spare vest and didn't stop.

When it was Captain George Wood's turn, he handed over a white vest, which stunned Ribery for a moment: "George? Don't you never wear this thing?"

"Where do you write if you don't wear it?" Wood asked with a frown.

Franck Ribery smiled: "It's a pity, we originally planned to write about your stomach..."

There was a burst of laughter in the locker room.

Tang En opened the door and entered the locker room, just in time to see such a scene.The players formed a circle, with George Wood standing in the middle, and Ribery half-kneeling on the ground.With the exception of George Wood, the group was all laughing, including Albertini and Anelka, who mostly didn't laugh much.

"What is so happy?" He was also very interested.

Hearing Tang En's words, a group of people turned their heads to look over, and Ribery also stood up from the ground. "Boss, I have to blame you for this matter."

"Blame me?" Tang En was at a loss.

"You already knew that the gypsy kid was going to watch this game, right?" Ribery asked.

"Yes, but I wanted to give you a surprise, so I told you about this before the game."

"Look..." Franck Ribery spread his hands, "We are not prepared at all. If you had told us a day earlier, we wouldn't have to write on the vest now..."

The crowd stepped aside, and Tang En finally saw clearly what they were busy with.A white tank top reads in marker - get well soon, we'll wait for you, Freddie!

He touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

"If I had made such a kick when I scored just now!" Ribery made a movement of flipping his jersey, "Freddie would have seen it! It's a pity..."

"Uh... It's not that we won't be able to score goals in the second half, but we can do the same thing at that time!" Tang En also made a movement of flipping his jersey. "He's on it, and he's still there in the second half, and he won't leave early." He pointed to the ceiling, "So until the whistle blows at the end of the game, you all have a chance to let him see this sentence."

Everyone thought Tang En was right, so they all nodded in agreement.

"You're right, boss." Ribery knelt down again and wrote that sentence on Wood's vest.Whether playing or sitting on the bench, everyone's vest has such a sentence written on it.

Wood stood beside Franck Ribery, watching quietly as he finished writing everyone's vests.

Tang En was more interested in the other side of this matter, he asked: "Which one of you came up with this idea, Frank?"

"Is there any need to think about it?" Ribery hurriedly wrote down the jerseys one by one, and answered Tang En's question without raising his head. "When I scored, they came to celebrate and thought they should show Freddie, but there was nothing in the jersey. Let's just write one."

"Very good..." Tang En nodded. "Go on your own, don't be around." He waved his hand, and the players obediently returned to their lockers, picked up their vests and put them on, and began to change their clothes.

Taking advantage of this time, Tang En talked about the gains and losses of the first half.

"You did a good job, guys. Although the first conceded goal surprised me..." Dunn said casually, leaning against the tactical board.Nor did he ask the players to stop what they were doing and listen to him. "But our goal must have surprised Mourinho."

There was laughter in the locker room.

"We will continue to play like this in the second half, but you two full-backs..." Tang En pointed to Chimbonda and Leighton Barnes, "Don't go too fast when defending."

The two nodded, and Chimbonda also knew that losing the ball had a lot to do with him.

"Others... I have nothing to say. In short, you guys have done a great job, and I can't find anything wrong with a magnifying glass. Playing against the first team in the league and the unbeaten team for ten consecutive rounds, you are Isn't it very exciting?"

"Yes!"

"That's right, boss!"

"Very good, keep this momentum. After 45 minutes, let's come back here to celebrate the victory!" Tang En pointed to his feet.

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Unlike Twain's relaxed expression, Mourinho now has a very serious expression on his face.

In fact, the draw is not bad now, but if it was Chelsea who tied the score in the end, the expression on Mourinho's face might look better.Because now it makes him feel like he's ending up as a loser.

In fact, his team is not bad, which is normal.But who made him face Tony Twain in this match?The last thing he wanted was to lose out in front of this person.

Mourinho stood in front of the players and raised a finger: "Actually, the forest team's midfield defense is only George Wood. But our offense did not put too much pressure on him, let him play in the midfield Very easy, this is not okay! He is the defensive core of the Forest team, I ask you to put more pressure on him, keep attacking him, and cause him trouble from various positions! Left, right, center..." He He turned around and quickly drew three lines on the tactical board behind him. "George Wood collapsed. The Forest team's collapse is not only the defense, but also the offense. Look at them without Wood, even Lille can't win!"

"Also..." Mourinho suddenly remembered one thing, "As far as I know, George Wood is not a mild-tempered person. If possible...you should find a way to get him out."

Drogba whistled.

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At the end of the intermission, Mourinho stopped Lampard who was walking out: "I just said that I would get George Wood down, do you think it was a joke?"

Lampard didn't expect Mourinho to ask such a question. He froze for a moment, thinking about how to answer, and finally shook his head: "No, boss."

Mourinho nodded: "Very well, I'm really not joking. Do you know why I have to pull you to talk alone?"

Lampard nodded: "I know."

"During the competition, you had the most face-to-face contact with that kid, and for the longest time... How much do you know about him?"

"I've heard some things about him, as you say, boss. He has a bad temper."

Mourinho nodded again and again: "Well, find a way to irritate him."

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At the beginning of the second half, the players of the Forest team all wore vests with the words "Get well soon, we are waiting for you, Freddie" and worked hard on the field for the second goal.

Because of Tang En's words, they suddenly had a new goal that was as important as winning the game.

"...he was there, he was there in the second half, he wasn't leaving early. So as long as the referee blows the whistle for the end of the game, you have a chance to show Freddie that sentence."

Goal!

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