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Chapter 269 Don't mind stepping on my shoulder

As a top football coach, how could Ancelotti be unclear about the situation mentioned by Zhuo Yang? The slippery field is objective, and it is indeed possible that Manchester United can get a hole. But the venue conditions are equal to both sides, who
It is possible to pick up bargains, and anyone can make the opponent pick up bargains. And relatively speaking, AC Milan has a much cheaper advantage over Manchester United on such rainy days, regardless of tactical play, team characteristics, and familiarity with the venue.
The rain was able to easily lead 2:0 in the first half, and this rain was a great contribution.
Besides, even if there is more opportunities to pick up bargains under oppression from the opponent, it is not as likely that Milan will hit behind the front line.
What exactly does this kid want to do? Ancelotti wondered. "Tell me clearly, let me be honest, don't hide it for me."
Zhuo Yang Xianmei's face was serious, and his thumb raised with his right hand raised high. "Hao, it's really high! I can't hide anything from you, otherwise you are the best-deserved first person for the new generation of coaches? Tsk tsk!"
The workmanship is exquisite. However, I dare not let Uncle Slag hear this.
Ancelotti likes to listen to people praise him. Praise and self-praise are the ladders of success. An Pang's internal organs are as comfortable as ironed with warm water. "Where are, Zhuo Yang, if you have any good ideas, say it,
I'll help you analyze it."
"Look, sir, your coach is so polite and so humble. No wonder everyone is convinced of you, tsk!"
If you put it on other coaches, you will feel chills, but if you have any zippers tied up or something, Ancelotti floated away. "Haha, I have always been like this. You Chinese say that there must be my teacher when you walk three people, so I have always adhered to it.
After all, there are other very good coaches who are not much worse than me. Hahaha..." He just had to twist three long beards with his hands.
Zhuo Yang's thumb was getting higher and higher, and he was almost reaching the ceiling of the locker room. Seeing that the heat was almost right, Zhuo Yang quickly shook out his own calculations.
"Sir, that's the case. In the first half, I promised to help Pipo score a goal. It's probably appropriate to see today's situation. You also think that 3:0 is more worthy of the famous coach than 2:0, right?"
"What kind of coaches are just a false reputation, and the main thing is to satisfy our home fans." Ancelotti was immersed in the halo. "I think 3:0 can be considered a big score, and it is also a big score.
It will definitely allow the fans who have always supported us to have a pleasant night. Pipo is a great player and he is certainly worthy of a wonderful goal."
"No need to say more, Zhuo Yang. You can't pin your victory on passive defensive counterattacks. We must continue our tactical style in the first half, take the initiative to win a brilliant victory, and let Pipo complete a goal that belongs to him.
"Ancelotti, who insists on himself and is determined.
"Sir, you are right, because I am not fully thinking. The master of tactics is the master of tactics. I talk endlessly about your admiration for sir."
"It's okay, you are not the head coach after all, and it's normal for me to do this." Ancelotti is indeed a famous coach. "Zhuo Yang, in the second half, you need to take into account the midfield, against Manchester United's two midfielders, Creek and Fletcher.
It formed pressure, it was awkward for them to shoot the ball today, and they were the ones who broke through. Can they do it?"
"Look at it!"
Zhuo Yang walked towards Kaka and Inzagi, and Ancelotti didn't feel that he had forgotten anything.
How could he agree to Jiu Ye to help him score a goal? Zhuo Yang just felt that there was no suspense to win and advance today. Manchester United not only couldn't make a big splash, but also played so relaxed and pleasantly. Such a good scene. Jiu Ye watched on the court.
It's much more pleasing than Taozi. It's so interesting to play with someone you like, why do you want Ji Taozi to pick peaches?
"What did you say to Carlo? You saw that he was smiling sweetly." Kaka asked curiously.
Zhuo Yang ignored him and said to Jiuye: "Carlo just said that if you don't score a goal today, he won't let you down."
Inzaji was very surprised: "When did he take care of me like this? I don't care!"
This season, Jiu Ye Inzaji only scored 4 goals in the Serie A. Of course, this is related to his rare appearance in the league. But before he knew it, Jiu Ye already had it in the Champions League.
After 7 goals, he was already ranked third in the scorer list. In front of him were Kaka with 15 goals and Zhuo Yang with 9 goals. Moreover, the 7 goals of Jiuye were obviously much more valuable than Zhuo Yang, but he did not have
The brush data of six yuan alone.
Inzaji is a smart person. When he turns around, he immediately understands what Zhuo Yang and Ancelotti had communicated just now. Zhuo Yang can guess the routine of An Pang's replacement, but Inzaji has worked with Ancelotti for almost ten years.
From Juventus to AC Milan, he could of course touch An Pang's pulse better. After looking at Zhuo Yang who was biting his ears with Kaka, Inzaji leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes.
Zhuo Yang didn't care at all that he was only two goals in the Champions League. In the end, the difference between ranking second or third in the scorer list is quite big. Football is a world of fame and fortune, and everyone wants to make his face more glorious. Teammates
There are many people who are pulling ladders on the wall. Even if they don’t do despicable things secretly, they don’t mind letting others step on their shoulders at all. This is indeed rare.
For Zhuo Yang, some people not only have their shoulders, but also have no problem lending their heads to step on them. There are also some people who dare to step on their shoes and Zhuo Yang will beat you.
"Hey, Master Jiu, you have been teammates with Van der Sar. Do you know what technical weaknesses he has?" Zhuo Yang stretched his head over again.
Inzaghi thought about it carefully. "He is a perfect goalkeeper and has no obvious weaknesses. Edwin van der Sar left Juventus that year just because Buffon came. He is the only one in Juventus history
Non-Italian goalkeeper.”
"Yes, Edwin is very good." Sidorf heard them talking about Vandertha and inserted his mouth in. "That time in 1995, if Edwin hadn't performed well, we Ajax would definitely not have won the victory, so we.
Milan.”
In May 1995, AC Milan reached the Champions League final for the third consecutive time, but lost 0:1 to Ajax and failed to defend their title. At that time, 19-year-old Seedorf and 25-year-old Van der Sar were
Jax is definitely the main player. To this day, only the horses and batons in Milan's lineup are still there.
The second half began, and the rain was much lighter. The seepage system under the turf of San Siro was still very clear, and it was slippery but there was no water accumulation.
Alan Smith, who came on the bench, looked at Zhuo Yang on the opposite side, looked at Yu, then twisted his head and looked at Cristiano Ronaldo.
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