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Chapter 468 Daxiang, hold on!
When Manager Liu was praying for Coach Hao, Coach Hao suddenly trembled and scratched his head as if feeling something.

A few days ago, Manager Liu had already told him that Chairman Zhang would come back today to personally oversee the match, and if they continued to lose, their positions might not be guaranteed.

Coach Hao doesn't doubt that Manager Liu will lie to him, because the two are grasshoppers on the same rope. Can Manager Liu find a more reliable head coach than himself!
What the football circle lacks the most is not the players, but the head coach.Head coaches like myself who are capable of not messing around and who are willing to coach a newly established team are rare in the entire circle.

In fact, he also finds it strange that he has lost a few consecutive games and conceded goals by a large score. There is obviously no major problem with his tactics. More than the opponent, the offensive threat is also stronger than the opponent, but they just don't score.

It doesn't matter if you don't score a goal, every time the opponent attacks, they will always score some inexplicable fairy goals, either world waves, or hit the goal post and bounce off the goalkeeper to score an own goal.

What's even more outrageous is that the opponent's big-footed clearance in the half-court was originally a ball that flew 100% of the baseline, but a gust of wind blew the anti-aircraft gun into an elevator ball, which fell into the goal inexplicably.

Coach Hao looked at the players who were training and warming up on the court, and frowned. He felt that there seemed to be a mysterious doom force shrouding his team in the dark.

The half-hour training warm-up soon ended, and Coach Hao took the players back to the locker room to make the last tactical arrangement before the game.

After another half an hour, with the referee's whistle, today's game officially started.

Zhang Jin sat in the stands and watched the game on the field below earnestly. Manager Liu next to him wiped his sweat earnestly while praying in his heart to the gods from all walks of life to bless the game from being lost again.

Despite the previous losing streak, Coach Hao still insisted on using the same formation in this game, with four defenders, five midfielders, and one striker, focusing on defensive counterattacks.

The opponents of this game, the Jiannan team, do not seem to be weak. 15 minutes before the opening, the two sides were attacking and defending each other.

"Beautiful! Pass the ball, pass the ball quickly! Defense, you fucking shovel him! Foul, this is not a foul!? Oh, it's the goalpost again, this has happened several times, can you score the goal!"

Manager Liu, who doesn't usually watch football, was able to sit comfortably at the beginning.But after more than ten minutes, he couldn't help punching, cursing and shouting, as if he was an ordinary fan, pissed off by his home team members!

Zhang Jin frowned, not because Manager Liu next to him was too noisy, but because the scene on the court made him very unhappy.

The team didn't play well at all, and the defense was better. The center and the frontcourt were full of crazy horses. They played a game of loose sand and fought on their own. Several times they either brought the ball into a dead end or passed it to the opponent. players.

The only striker's shot was either weak and blocked, or hit the goal post with great force, or defended the airspace of the motherland, all of which perfectly avoided the opponent's goal, and every time the opponent's goalkeeper was lonely!

The players of the Daxiang team, which had been unable to attack for a long time, became more and more anxious, and almost all of their formations overwhelmed the half court, bombarding the Jiannan team indiscriminately, trying to score goals in this way.

Seeing this scene, Wang Duoyu on the court and Coach Hao off the court couldn't help but feel a little bit in their hearts, secretly thinking that this scene and feeling are too familiar to them.Don't look at your own team besieging the opponent now, but the reversal is coming soon, and that magical goal is coming!
"Pay attention to defense! Go back quickly, and the defenders will go back to me!" Coach Hao kept waving his hands and reminded loudly while standing on the sidelines.

However, the defenders took a few steps back and didn't move anymore. After all, if they retreated further, they would lose touch with the midfielder and the formation would completely collapse.

Coach Hao also knew about this situation, but the players in the middle and front field had already stepped up during the siege, and no one listened to him at all.

retreat?Never retreat without scoring!

Then, when the first half ended, the Daxiang team went to the locker room in frustration with a score of [-]-[-].

Daxiang team locker room.

Boom!

Wang Duoyu directly smashed his sneakers on the iron door of the closet, and threw two gloves on the two team members respectively. His face was very ugly, and he shouted angrily: "TMD! TMD! You pig brains, have you forgotten? How did we lose the game before? Why didn’t we retreat, and a group of people surrounded the opposite bastard and knocked out the shell? Football is a movement of space and time, and offense can’t rely solely on the number of people. Will you fucking know it? Play football!?"

As the captain and a core player who has returned from studying abroad in Serie A, no one dares to contradict him when he speaks.

But not daring to contradict him face to face does not mean that everyone agrees with his words, nor can he fully convince them.In any competitive sport, conflicts in the team locker room are a big problem.

The forward Hao Xiaopao, who is the core of the frontcourt offense, is bold and good at making friends. He has already formed his own small team within half a year after joining the team. Basically, the frontcourt offensive players are the main players. Boom, I couldn't help but speak.

"Team Wang, you can't say that. The team can only attack if they want to win. If we don't attack, can we let the opponent attack? And everyone is responsible for the loss of the ball. Why should we only blame our midfielder? Isn't the responsibility of defense greater!"

"That's right. We suppressed the opponent for most of the game, but we were kicked into one in two or three shots. Who is to blame? Why can their defense be defended, but ours can't be defended."

"It's obviously a defensive problem, but it's still an offensive problem..."

As soon as Hao Xiaopao opened his mouth, many players immediately murmured in agreement. Although their voices were not loud, they could obviously be heard by Wang Duoyu.

Wang Duoyu was so angry that he pulled the other party's collar and said angrily, "What the hell did you say, say it again if you have the guts!?"

"Team Wang, everyone is unhappy about losing the ball, but you can't vent your anger on your own, let it go, let it go!"

Hao Xiaopao immediately came up and grabbed Wang Duoyu's wrist. Seeing him make a move, other members of the Pao gang also surrounded him.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhuang Qiang naturally stood beside Wang Duoyu, his shirt was bare and he was full of tendons, and he pointed his fingers around the jersey and warned: "Don't mess around!"

"Let go!" Wang Duoyu glared at Hao Xiaopao.

"If you let go, I will let you go!" Hao Xiaopao refused to be outdone.

"Am I the captain or are you the captain? I'll teach the team members what to do with you!" Wang Duoyu said loudly.

"Are you teaching? I think you are bullying!" Hao Xiaopao also said loudly.

The smell of gunpowder between the two suddenly came up!

Just when the conflict was intensified to the apex, suddenly there was an angry shout from the door of the locker room: "What are you doing! What are you doing! Go back to your seats! Losing is not enough, do you still want to lose? You really look good on me!" !"

When everyone saw that Coach Hao had arrived, they all retreated to their lockers.

"Hao Xiaopao! Wang Duoyu!" Coach Hao pointed at the two and shouted loudly, "What are you doing, playing young and Dangerous! Let me go!"

Wang Duoyu and Hao Xiaopao glared at each other, then let go and turned back to their positions.

"Coach, he made the first move." The team member who was grabbed by the collar pointed at Wang Duoyu.

"Hey, you bastard..." Zhuang Qiang pointed at the player and was about to start scolding.

"Shut up!" Coach Hao directly interrupted the two of them. There were still Manager Liu and Chairman Zhang who hadn't come in behind him. Wouldn't it be a joke for them to see that he was not capable enough to control the team's locker room now?

Seeing that the players were all quiet, Coach Hao coughed lightly: "Chairman Zhang and Manager Liu also came to supervise the game today. They have a few words to say to everyone. Welcome Chairman Zhang and Manager Liu!"

Zhang Jin, who was waiting outside the door, walked into the locker room first, followed by Manager Liu.

When Wang Duoyu and Zhuang Qiang saw Zhang Jin, their eyes lit up.

"Duoyu, big brother is here."

"Shhh, don't make a fuss, we are relying on strength and not on relationships. Listen to what Old Zhang has to say."

The two exchanged in low voices.

The players of the Daxiang team are quite familiar with Manager Liu, because they can often see each other in the cafeteria.But for this young chairman Zhang Jin, he didn't have much impression. He only met Wang Duoyu and Zhuang Qiang once when they joined the team.

Hao Xiaopao exchanged glances with the members of his cannon gang. The chairman of the club came to supervise the battle in person, obviously because of the impact of the previous rounds of victories.

Zhang Jin didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "I watched the whole game in the first half, and I can only say that the game was really bad. Everyone present has been trained in regular football. Echelon, I believe that in terms of strength, not to mention the third division, even the first division B has a foothold, but why did they lose five games in a row, and this game was scored two goals in the first half? Have you ever thought about the reason! "

"It's not about the back defense..." some players murmured.

"Is there a problem in the rear?" Zhang Jin looked at the player.

The team members met his gaze and said bravely: "Yes, if they didn't easily allow the opponent to score two or three counterattacks, we would not be so passive. And the previous few games were also done like this. Every time we hit We press down on our opponents in the frontcourt, and their defense always drags us down!"

As soon as these words came out, several defenders were not happy, and they all started shouting.

"What are you talking about, what do you mean we are holding back?"

"If you have the skills, you can defend. A bunch of people in the midfield can't score a single goal. You are really a group of eunuchs going to the brothel!"

"I also let the full-backs go up to assist you all day long, to help your uncle's attack! There are only one goalkeeper and two defenders left in the defense. When they are counterattacked, no one comes back to help defend. There are two-on-five situations in the backcourt. I'm so surprised, you guys are spies sent by the other side!"

Hearing what the defensive players said, the players in the midfield couldn't help it either.

"Whose spies are you talking about! He drove so far with big feet, we can't catch up, how can we chase, waste energy like a fool!"

"That's right, that's right! At a distance of tens of meters, do you think we have light skills and can return to the defense in the blink of an eye?"

The two sides began to blame each other with every word you said!
The locker room was in a mess like a shrew in a vegetable market cursing the street!
Coach Hao's face was livid, and Manager Liu was also frowning in displeasure.

But before the two of them could say anything, Zhang Jin spoke first: "It seems that the problem of the defense is indeed very serious. It can only prevent the midfielder from stepping forward and participating in too many offenses. The striker needs to work harder alone. Row."

Hao Xiaopao said: "Chairman Zhang, without the support of the midfielder, how can I score goals by myself?"

Zhang Jin glanced at him sideways: "Don't you like to dribble and break through? I saw you rushing from the center to the left in the first half, and then from the left to the right. You just didn't enter the small penalty area to shoot or pass the ball. to teammates.

Either take the ball to a dead end until two or three opponents pinch and steal the ball, or take the ball out of the baseline. People who don’t know think you are the only player in our Daxiang team, and the other players are puppets! "

Hao Xiaopao explained: "Chairman Zhang, it's not that I don't pass the ball. I can't find a suitable point to get the ball out. I am closely watched by the opponent's defenders, and I am often pinched. I can only keep dribbling to find opportunities. .And there are so many people in the opponent's penalty area, I can't get in!"

"You also know that you are often pinched and robbed, and you also know that the opponent's penalty area is crowded and there is no way to dribble in. Then, as a forward, why do you always retreat to get the ball? Do you think you are a great emperor? Do you protect the ball like Henry? !?" Zhang Jin said bluntly.

The last sentence made everyone stunned for a while, not understanding what the emperor and protecting the ball like Henry meant.

Hao Xiaopao was unconvinced: "I don't retreat to get the ball, and my teammates can't get the ball in. I can't just wait in the penalty area, can I?"

Zhang Jin slapped him relentlessly: "The consequence of you taking the ball is to lose the ball! I would rather you wait in the penalty area for the pass from your teammates. I don't believe that five players in the midfield can't give it to you after a game." Send a few passes! If you can't do it in the third division, then you are still playing professional football, go find a factory and work!"

Several players in the midfield looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they didn't say anything, they were still very unconvinced.

Hao Xiaopao said: "Chairman Zhang, football is not as simple as you imagine."

"From your tone, does it mean that I don't understand football?" Zhang Jin asked back.

Hao Xiaopao shook his head, smiled and said: "I didn't mean that, I mean you have to trust the head coach and the players, it's not that everyone doesn't want to win, but many accidents will cause the game to be different from the expected result. "

Zhang Jin frowned. This Hao Xiaopao played football, did things, and talked like an old-fashioned old-fashioned jerk, which made him very uncomfortable. This kind of person can easily spoil the atmosphere in the team's locker room.

Coach Hao interrupted at this time and said: "Chairman Zhang, that time is limited, can we put other questions aside and arrange the tactics for the second half first?"

Zhang Jin turned his head and said to Coach Hao: "Coach Hao, let me arrange the second half of this game, winning or losing has nothing to do with you."

"Ah? This..." Coach Hao hesitated.

Manager Liu hurriedly persuaded him from the side: "Coach Hao, Lao Hao, since Chairman Zhang has said so, you can let him lead the game, maybe he will know how hard you have worked as the head coach."

"Okay." Coach Hao was persuaded.

Without saying a word, Zhang Jin walked to the tactical blackboard, picked up the chalk and began to draw circles. While drawing, he talked about the tactics he planned to implement in the second half: "Listen up, everyone. In the second half, we will play four-four-two. Give me all the defensive lines." A big retreat, the full-backs do not assist, stand still for me. The two central midfielders in the midfield switched to the midfielders, and they did not attack the middle circle.

The two wingers switched to full-backs, mainly with 45-degree long passes, no need to go down, don't pull back to the middle, and take advantage of your long passes when attacking, and go directly to the striker with a high ball. Do you understand? "

"I understand."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, what the hell is this style of play, with four defenders and two defensive midfielders defending, the two forwards support, and the frontcourt only relies on two forwards to attack, can it work! ?

Hao Xiaopao couldn't help but said: "Chairman Zhang, do you think I am tall enough to compete for a header? What's more, we don't have a high center forward in our team. I'm afraid your tactics won't work!"

Zhang Jin glanced at the audience, and the other players showed approving expressions on their faces. Even Wang Duoyu and Zhuang Qiang looked at him a little hesitant to speak.

Zhang Jin smiled lightly: "You're right, you really can't compete for a header."

"So let's say..."

Before Hao Xiaopao finished speaking, Zhang Jin interrupted him and said, "So I'm going to replace you and the midfielder. You two won't have to play in the second half."

Hao Xiaopao and the front midfielder were taken aback for a moment. They didn't expect Zhang Jin to be so decisive, and the two main attacking cores would switch at will.

Zhang Jin looked around at everyone, his eyes were full of ruthlessness: "Don't be too surprised, in my team, no one is the main force forever, if you can't play well, you can get out of here! This team The team has only one core, and that is victory, and everyone must play around this core and give everything for this core!"

Manager Liu took out a tissue to wipe his sweat again, thinking to himself that Chairman Zhang's obsession with victory is really deep!

This is not only for the players, but also for myself, I hope the team will get better soon, otherwise I am afraid that I will not have many days as a manager!
Coach Hao didn't have too many ideas, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of replacing Hao Xiaopao, who else could play the forward position.

"Coach Hao, please tell the referee team that we have to make a substitution. No. 26 and No. 27 will be replaced, and No. [-] and No. [-] will be replaced." Zhang Jin said.

"Ah? Oh. Ah!?" Coach Hao first came back to his senses, then nodded subconsciously. After realizing who was going to be replaced, he couldn't help being surprised, "No. 26 and No. 27? Chairman Zhang, are you right? , are you sure to replace them?"

Everyone looked at the two contestants with disbelief.

The black boy, Aman, showed a row of white teeth with a bright smile, raised his hand and scratched his head.

Dachun held a half-eaten banana in his hand, and seeing everyone suddenly looking at him, he said inarticulately, "I'll eat a banana to replenish my strength, haha."

"..." Everyone.

Manager Liu and Coach Hao murmured in their hearts, is it reliable to replace them?No matter how you look at it, it's unreliable!

Zhang Jin walked up to the two, and patted their shoulders with both hands: "The decision is up to you, I hope you don't let me down!"

(End of this chapter)