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Chapter 160 God Comes, Can't Win in Calderon(1/2)

Van der Sar picked up the football angrily and kicked it into the midfield.

The ball just now was not completely unsolvable. As an experienced goalkeeper.

In fact, when he was young, he saved many similar shots.

There are even heavy artillery speeds of more than 140 yards per hour.

But this time, he failed to stop the shot.

He shook his head and dispelled the depression in his mind. The game was not over yet!

Carrick also came up and hugged Fletcher, rubbing the other person's head, "Brother, it's just one goal."

The game continued, in the last few minutes of the first half.

Calderon Stadium has never stopped singing, although the 1-1 score is temporarily unfavorable to Atletico Madrid.

But it is because of this that they have to cheer for their home team.

At this time, the two teams played relatively conservatively.

The head coach did not urge the players to push forward, but instead pondered how to break the deadlock.

In just half a game, both sides played a lot of cards.

Manchester United's two-wing [Serial Cannon], Carrick's retreat organization, Lu Xiaopang's offensive ability, Flores received enough messages.

But Ferguson seemed to be no surprise, as if everything was under control!

The only surprise was Lindy's long-range shooting skills.

In the previous video, it looked like a mistress, but now I think I should have put in hard work.

"Is that the only thing that's it?" Ferguson did not forget to look at Flores in the stands and smiled faintly.

"In the second half, Manchester United will dominate Calderon!"

With the referee's whistle, the first half finally ended.

Players from both sides returned to their locker rooms one after another, and Flores also stood up.

UEFA banned him from taking the field to command, but not entering the stadium.

And this is Calderon, so he naturally goes wherever he wants. Just like Wenger and Mourinho, he can still enter the locker room with a suspended game.

But when he got up, he held a lot of small notes in his hand, which was a unique secret to use in the second half of the game.

"The two sides tied 1-1 in the first half, and Manchester United had an absolute advantage in the field."

"From the score, the strength of both sides is quite good!" Xiao Ma was a little dissatisfied. Why did Old Liu always stand on Manchester United's side? His butt was sitting in a crooked manner. This is.

Lao Liu smiled bitterly and continued to add: "From the ball possession rate, Manchester United exceeded 64%, and they took the initiative in the field."

"The two sides of the wings were continuously exerting force throughout the first half, which made Atletico Madrid very uncomfortable. In 47 minutes, 218 passes, the success rate was as high as 81%!"

"Atlanta Madrid only had 121 passes in the first half, and most of them were long passes, with a success rate of only 64%. On the offensive end of the frontcourt, it was still relatively weak."

"Hmph, does Lindy's goal have the chance to be awarded the Puskas award?" Xiao Ma suddenly opened the topic and asked Lao Liu.

“Puskas Prize??”

"Yes, didn't you say that there were any chances to be selected for exciting goals?" Xiao Ma asked with confusion, blinking her big eyes.

"Okay...it should be OK?" Old Liu just thought the goal was exciting, but because Lindy has always been a defensive player, he didn't think about that.

This world is cruel, everyone can only see goals, including the Golden Ball Award, the Golden Boot Award, and even the Silver Boot!

But there have never been any defensive awards.

After Beckenbauer, only Cannavaro relied on a super heavyweight trophy like the World Cup championship to win the Golden Globe Award!

Since then, no other defensive player has won this honor.

Shaking his head, throwing these thoughts behind his head.

With Lindy's performance, Chinese fans are happy enough. If you think about the Golden Globe Awards, you will be impolite!

"After the intermission, let's see how the head coaches of both sides play."

Old Liu began to clean up and take a break. He was nervous when he watched this game.

"(? ̄? ̄?)Okay, remember to come back after the advertisement!" Xiaoma began to look around. It was her first time in such a lively stadium.

...

Flores took a deep breath at the door, tidied up his clothes, and tried to squeeze out a smile to make himself look more confident.

The door of Atletico Madrid locker room was slowly pushed open, and all the players looked up at the door and then stood up.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

The first half was difficult, although Lindy's shocking shot equalized the score.

But everyone feels very tired, even more tired than playing Barcelona.

Like the Spanish national team, Barcelona can pass the ball continuously for more than ten minutes without shooting!

However, Manchester United's series of impact and suppression really made the players breathless.

Seeing the tired expressions of the team members, Flores regretted his impulse.

If I had known that I could advance, I would have been so fucked not to show off. Now I'll be fine.

Under the eager eyes of the disciples, Flores took out a few small wrinkled notes from his pocket and walked towards the tactical board.

Along the way, the players and coaches all stretched their necks one by one, wanting to see what the note in the head’s hand was written?

"In the second half, let's adjust the formation. Lin, you are responsible for this." He turned his head and looked at Lindi:

“I’m more worried about Valencia than Nani.”

"Reyes, you, Peña, form the left triangle area defense."

"Paul, Barella, and Simon, form the triangle area defense on the right."

Flores clearly divides the left and right areas on the tactical board and marks all possible routes clearly.

"After the two wings are stuck, their remaining attack will depend on Carrick."

"Tiago, your task is to get stuck in the front and force him to pass the ball to both sides."

"Do you understand?"

Flores has explained the tactics as simply as possible. Only Habbe could understand the tactical arrangements like Guardiola.

Don’t overestimate the tactical qualities of professional players. Many players’ ball quotations are not that high, otherwise why would those talented young people still decline?

Because their talents are in their body and ball sense, only a very small number of them have ball merchandise.

So there are complex tactics that cannot be implemented.

You can think of it, but the players can't do it.

After confirming that the players understood, he looked at Fran.

The latter nodded, knowing that his mission had been completed.

"kun, you replace Fran in the second half, just one task, make progress! make progress! make progress!"

"Just stare at Vidic's point, everyone will send you shells!"

"But there is a little bit!" Flores paused and looked at the players.

"Don't take a high ball, hit the back, don't be afraid of offside traps. If we don't do it once, we will have two times, and if we don't do it twice, we will have three times!"

He waved his fists at everyone, but a dissonant voice suddenly appeared:

"Boss, can we win?"

The person who spoke was Balera, and he was the worst abused by Nani in the first half.

Flores was stunned when he heard the sound, and murmured softly and repeated: "Can we win?"

Everyone looked at him with anticipation.

Lindy let out a breath of turbid air, and was about to stand up and say something, but saw Flores move.

He put down the whiteboard pen in his hand, lowered his head and nodded, "Yes, can we win?"

"Just judging from the value, they are twice ours, close to 200 million yuan. I can't imagine it."

"From the coaching ability, I'm not as good as Ferguson."

As he said that, he smiled and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile:

"But football is more than that, Mariano (Penia), do you think we can win?"

Flores suddenly turned his head and asked Penia.

The latter curled his lips: "Boss, I can't say this, but in the second half, they still have confidence in overcoming them."

As if he had thought of something, he added again: "I am a veteran, I'm afraid I don't have a chance to enter the quarter-finals of the Champions League again. If I can play for one minute, I will lose one minute."
To be continued...
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