World's No.1 Football Manager

Chapter 19 Desperate

Lao Wang returned to the locker room. His team members seemed to be in a good mood, and they were still joking with each other lazily.

"Okay, stop arguing! Let's talk about the tactical arrangement for the second half!" Old Wang shouted.

"What tactics do you need! Isn't it good that we continue to play in the first half?"

"Yes, the opponent is so strong, let's lose less and win!"

……

The players muttered lazily.

Lao Wang gave Gao Yuan a meaningful look, his eyes seemed to say: What's the matter, am I right, no one in the team thinks they can win!

Gao Yuan cursed secretly in his heart: Damn, a raging soldier, a raging nest!With a coach like Lao Wang, what can he expect from his players!
Seeing Gao Yuan's distraught look, Pharaoh was very proud.But in accordance with the bet agreement, the players under the opponent roared.

"What are you arguing about! Are you the coach, or am I the coach! Listen to me, let's fight in the second half, take the initiative, and press high!"

"what?"

The players exclaimed in unison, and took the initiative to attack?High press?

Lao Wang, you don't have a fever, do you think we don't die fast enough?

"The general principle is to press high on the defense, move the defense forward, attack more and retreat less, and move the back line closer to the midfield. Play simpler offense, reduce cross passes and return passes, catch the ball while running, and strengthen one-on-one breakthroughs!"

"One-on-one breakthrough? What if you can't pass the defender?"

The sticky center forward didn't have much confidence in what he was doing, so he asked with a guilty conscience.

"Can't pass? Tough! Push the ball forward as hard as you can, and run against the defenders! Your feet are not as good as theirs, can't they be faster than the opponent's 50-something old man?"

Ma Gan felt that the words sounded familiar, so he unconsciously glanced at Gao Yuan who was standing in the corner of the dressing room.

"And the midfielder, don't just stand there waiting for the ball, look how many times you were tackled in the first half? You have to run and catch the ball on the run! Do you understand?"

The core midfielder, the man with kidney deficiency, let out a cry, and gave Gao Yuan a hard look.

"Let's talk about the specific formation changes and tactical arrangements..."

The intermission was only a short 15 minutes, and soon the players from both sides appeared on the field of the game again.

In the second half, the Eastern Suburb 87 United took the lead.

As soon as the ball was kicked off, the players from Quancheng Saturday rushed forward.

"what?"

The kick-off striker was a little surprised. In the first half, he killed an opponent who didn't stay out of the nest. He didn't know what stimulated him during the intermission, so he dared to take the initiative to attack.

He was not in a hurry, and passed the ball back to the midfielder calmly, and the midfielder took advantage of the situation and passed it to the defender.

The players on the field in Quancheng on Saturday did not stop chasing the pace. They actually pressed the whole line, and the striker rushed directly to press the opponent's defender.

"Oh?" This time, not only the players on the field were surprised, but even the coaches, substitutes, and sporadic spectators on the sidelines saw the difference.

This was beyond everyone's expectations. I didn't expect Quancheng Saturday, who looked like a coward in the first half, would dare to take the initiative to attack!
As soon as the defenders of the 87th League in the eastern suburbs received the ball, they looked at the opponent's sticky center and rushed up with two long legs like praying mantises.

He was a little unprepared, and hurriedly kicked the ball out with a big kick, making a clearance first.

This kick was basically blindfolded, but I didn't expect that Quancheng's defense line was too high on Saturday, almost reaching the midfield line.

Almost the entire half-court gap was left between the defender and the goalkeeper.

The clearance ball just passed to the position between the goalkeeper and the defender, no one can reach the front of the village or the back of the shop.

The striker of the 87th League in the eastern suburbs has a very keen sense of smell. At the moment when the defender kicked to clear the siege, he had advanced at high speed and swept past the opponent's fat central defender like the wind, forming an anti-offside!
Quancheng Saturday's defenders hurried back to catch up, but they were already several positions behind the opponent's forward.

One shot!
The Eastern Suburb 87 League made a clearance, and it turned out to be a single-handed anti-offside!

Everyone on and off the field in Quancheng on Saturday turned pale with fright!This is the rhythm of losing the ball at the beginning!
The striker catches up with the ball, unloads the ball, dribbles the ball, and dribbles into the penalty area, all in one go, impeccable!

Take two steps forward and you can shoot, absolutely sure!
But the forward who dribbled the ball at high speed suddenly felt a little weak in his legs. After all, he was an old man in his 50s. After running 40 or 50 meters at high speed, he was still a little powerless.

He could clearly feel the pursuers behind him, rapidly approaching him.

I can't take it any further, I can only start here!
Swing your legs and shoot!
The movements are still coherent and smooth, and he didn't look up to observe, because with his more than 30 years of playing experience, he has already reached the state of "there is no door in the eyes, but the door is in the heart"!

The shot was so powerful that the goalkeeper couldn't make a save at all, so he could only watch the ball fly towards the goal with all his teammates.

Ruined……

Boom!
The ball hit the door frame hard, bounced up, and flew out of the baseline.

The goal frame saved the life of Quancheng Saturday again!
The forward who shot the goal was extremely annoyed, covered his face with his hands, and sighed to the sky!
If he was two years younger, or two steps forward, he would be 120% sure of sending the ball into the goal!

Years make people old!It was not the opponent who lost this kick!Not luck!Just age!

The team members of Quancheng Saturday felt amnesty, and their pale faces seemed to have just experienced the moment of life and death.

It's not that they can't accept losing!It's not that I'm not mentally prepared for a big loss!It's just that they couldn't figure out why they had to switch tactics. Why did they take the initiative to come out and seek death when they could save losses by defending in the first half?

Since he almost conceded the ball at the beginning, is it necessary to continue to stick to this tactic?
Everyone turned their questioning eyes to the coach Lao Wang on the sidelines.

Lao Wang looked as usual like an old monk in sedation, he didn't see sorrow or joy, he just glanced sideways at Gao Yuan beside him.

At this time, Gao Yuan seemed to have just taken a bath, his whole body was wet and soaked in sweat!His face was pale and his eyes were red, like a little ghost who just crawled out of the underworld.

Gao Yuan knew exactly what it would mean if the shot was a few centimeters lower!
If the goal is conceded at the beginning of the second half, it will not only be behind in the score, but also declare the bankruptcy of their own tactics!

Although 0:2 is not an irreversible disparity, but in that case, the players will no longer trust this tactic, and they will choose to hide and defend unconsciously.

If you lose the ball, what Quancheng loses on Saturday is only a game, but what you lose will be your entire life!

But does he have any other choice?
From the moment he made the bet, he had no way out!
There is no other way, since you have made a choice, you can only bear the consequences yourself!

He would rather choose to fight bravely than to live in a helpless way!
People die and birds face the sky, and they will not die for ten thousand years!
Gao Yuan stared directly at Lao Wang with his red eyes, and spat out four words viciously.

"I'll go if I lose!"

Old Wang admired the kid in front of him a little bit, and said that he would not cry when he saw the coffin, but half of this kid got into the coffin, and he still clung to it!
I really don't know whether to praise him for his persistence or laugh at him for being stupid!

Since you want to die, I will help you!

Pharaoh's face turned serious, and he shouted at the players on the field: "What are you looking at! Continue to press high! Play as you want!"

The players on the court were all black question mark faces: WTF?When did Lao Wang become so kind?

However, the Tao is the courage of the soldiers!
Lao Wang, as a coach, is not afraid of a fiasco. There is nothing for the players on the field to think about.

Let's kick as much as we want!Anyway, if you lose one, you lose, and if you lose ten, you lose!The sky is falling and there is Lao Wang's bald head on top, what are they afraid of!
(End of this chapter)