"Ifo! Thank you. Your red card will allow us to enter the Champions League next year, and you will still be my starting goalkeeper!"

On the football field, Simon King hugged the crying Ifu tightly, feeling very grateful in his heart.

The team members also saw the picture on the big screen at this time. Their eyes were all red and they gathered around to join the two men.

Marco Paul asked with more concern than complaint: "Jin! Where were you just now!"

"Don't ask, I will give you an explanation."

Simon Jin didn't have time to say anything. He looked at everyone and shouted with all his strength: "Even if I die here, you have to win this game!"

First, it was Ifo's sacrifice for justice, and then the head coach's fearlessness.

The players of Vesena were like warriors who put their life and death at risk before the decisive battle. They roared and carried Simon King back to the coaching bench and called out to the team doctor Raphael.

The referee and the fourth official also gathered around, and after seeing clearly the miserable condition of Simon King, they immediately suspended the game.

Sampaio, who rushed up to try to stop the players, was pushed away by Claudemire. Julio also pointed at the opponent's nose and said: "You disappear within three seconds, otherwise I will do it in front of six people."

I’ll break your head in front of thousands of people!”

Ximen Jin did not have time to dissuade the Thorny Head Gang from reacting.

He gritted his teeth, looked at the players and said urgently: "Charles, you go and replace Shaomu, Mendes, you go and replace Cassiano, and Bonatti, you go and play forward."

Charles is the team's backup goalkeeper, while Mendes is the right back.

"Mendes, although you are standing as a winger, I want you to play like you did in the past."

"Okay sir! I'll play as a winger at full back!"

Simon King nodded again and looked at Bonatti and said: "Bonatti, you have skills and physical strength. I want you to participate in defense. After getting the ball, use your vision to look at the wing. If there is no 100% chance, I want you to

Keep the ball and use diving to delay time."

"Don't worry, Jin! I will complete the task."

Finally, Simon King looked at Charles and said: "Charles, don't be anxious after getting the ball. Wait until the players reach the midfield before you kick! Try to kick it as far as possible, as high as possible, and to the side!"

After everything was explained, Simon King forced a smile to everyone and said: "We are missing one person, but there are six thousand of us in the stands. Burn your lives and run! Defend for victory."

Everyone's eyes were red, and determination was written on everyone's faces.

Morale boosted!

After determining that Simon King's life was not in danger, the referee blew the whistle again.

Guimarães received a free kick in front of the penalty area, and Silva personally took the kick.

"Kicked high, goal kick."

"Now there is one less player in Vesena, but I believe that with the emergence of Simon King, the team will definitely show a completely different momentum."

The commentator's voice has returned to normal. He is no longer as anxious and pessimistic as before, and his tone already has the calmness of the first half.

Charles obeyed Simon King's instructions. He picked up the ball very slowly, swung the ball very slowly, and stepped back to prepare for a big kick.

The game time passed minute by minute, and the players of Vesena were united and did not give the other side any chance.

Finally, when the game time was fixed at 97 minutes, the end whistle sounded!

The fans cried, the players cried, and even Diogo, who was sitting in the box, couldn't help but burst into tears.

The team general manager sighed: "I have to go to the locker room to apologize to Simon King! Regardless of his level, his behavior deserves our respect."

The football director also nodded. He wiped his eyes and said, "Although I still think his ability is not good, I admire his courage. At least I don't dare to jump from the office."

The team secretary suddenly said: "Doesn't anyone care about why Simon King jumped from the office window into the football field?"

"Yes! Why?"

The four of them looked at me, and I looked at you, and suddenly realized that Pedro, the technical director, seemed to have disappeared for a long time.

"Is it Pedro who is up to something?"

"Oh my god, no way!"

"Whether it is possible or not! Find him immediately!" Diogo was as angry as a bull.

The secretary quickly said: "Calm down, grandpa, your body can't be too excited."

After a while, the general manager hung up the phone and frowned: "Pedro turned off his phone. Is he really up to something?"

"Go and find out everything and tell me the results as soon as possible." Diogo swallowed a pill and walked out slowly with the support of his secretary.

On the court, Simon King was thrown high by the players.

They were like a group of kids who had won the championship, regardless of Simon King's injury.

Fortunately, the staff who organized the post-match press conference rushed over as soon as possible.

Otherwise, I am afraid that Simon King will go to see God in the first game of his career.

Since he missed the press conference before the game, Simon King was asked to come to the interview room despite being injured.

This was the first time he sat in an interview booth, and the dazzling flashlights made him dizzy.

"Hello Simon King, first of all I want to congratulate you on a key victory. However, what I want to ask is, as a person without professional football experience, do you really understand football?"

The person who asked the question was Tony, a reporter from Sport Portugal.

But before Simon King could answer, another tabloid reporter from England asked.

"In the second half, what we saw in the coaching box was the head coach of the U19 U19 team. Does this mean that in fact, the real head coach of the game is him, not you?"

Simon King was originally very happy. He had forced himself to come here because he didn't want to hear humiliating questions, so their expressions suddenly turned bad.

"My dentist is great, but he never has a toothache!"

"Are you saying that you can be a good coach even if you have never played football?"

"certainly."

"Then how do you explain that you were not the one directing the second half?"

"Explanation? I don't need an explanation."

The tough attitude made the reporters make a low noise.

Several reporters who like to catch rumors immediately wrote this paragraph on the paper: Simon King, who does not understand football, mocked the real football coach as worse than a dentist!

A moment later, another reporter asked: "The team adopted a defensive counterattack tactic today. Is this your tactical style? Does this mean that the ball-control style of play that Vesena was once proud of?

Will you never see it again?"

Simon King: "Don't ask me about my tactical style. I don't care about my tactical style. For me, winning games and winning championships is the most important thing!"

"champion?"

The reporters all made mocking noises, and at the same time, someone wrote on paper: "Simon King, who plays games without any ideas or specific methods of play, has no respect for his team at all."
Chapter completed!