Football giants

Chapter 67 Am I Bad?

Peter just walked around the Stapletwood training ground, completing his last patrol of the day.

He returned to the duty room in front of the door.

Turn on the light, move a chair, and sit at the door, with a bit of cool autumn wind blowing, refreshing for a while.

Behind him, there was still a little light in Stapletwood, a sign that some of the youth team boys hadn't left.

When he went on patrol just now, he found that some of them were still there, and he had told them to turn off the lights, close the doors and windows before leaving.

Although Stapletwood is building a lot, but at night, the entire training base becomes quiet.

Especially like tonight, when the first team is out to play.

Thinking of this, Peter looked at the watch on his wrist and exclaimed, "Oops."

He jumped up from the chair and walked quickly into the security duty room, not caring that the chair behind him fell down.

Soon, he ran out of the duty room with a radio in hand, straightened his chair, and sat down.

It was a radio that was showing its age, but Peter seemed to cherish it.

After turning it on, the radio is directly on FM103, which is the BBC Radio Solent channel.

The fourth round of League One is now being broadcast live, Southampton's away game against Charlton.

He was already 5 minutes late.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!"

As soon as the radio was turned on, there was a heart-piercing cry from the announcer.

This made Peter's heart jump, only 5 minutes, did Charlton score?
Just when his heart sank to the bottom of the sea, the announcer saved him.

"Neymar! A boy genius from Brazil!"

"A left-footed volley, piercing Charlton's goal again!"

"2:0, Southampton broke Elliot's goal twice in a row in just 5 minutes after the opening!"

"A very wonderful two-for-one cooperation. In the dense central defense zone, the imaginative cooperation between Neymar and Adam Lallana completely played Charlton's defensive players."

"It was a perfect start. Southampton took a two-goal lead in just 5 minutes. It was fantastic!"

Peter was stunned. He looked at the radio in front of him in disbelief. The hand holding the radio was also shaking violently. Two goals ahead?Is it really a two-goal lead?

My goodness, my goodness, Southampton leading by two goals?
Peter shook his head in disbelief, but there was a dense drumbeat coming from the radio.

He believed it!
Just last night, Harry told Peter that although not every League One game can be watched live on TV, you can also feel the scene from the radio, just through their drums.

The drums are very strong, very dense, very exciting!
It was vaguely possible to hear someone singing Southampton's team song from the drumbeat.

That group of people must be crazy, now!
At this moment, several young lads ran out of the training base out of breath.

As soon as they reached Peter's door, one by one, they leaned against the wall and gasped.

"Peter, has the game started yet?"

Peter recognized it at a glance. It was Luke Shaw, a teenager from the youth team, a player from London.

"It started early."

"What's the score?" asked Luke Shaw's teammate Crom Chambers who was in the same year.

"2:0." Peter shouted with a laugh.

"2:0?" Another young player, James Ward Prowse, lost his voice in surprise.

"Yes, 2:0, Ibrahimovic and Neymar scored successively." Peter explained excitedly.

Luke Shaw sat directly on the ground, laughing loudly, "Oh my God, it's incredible, it's only been 5 minutes."

"Maybe, this will be a big victory!" Chambers also looked excited and expectant.

Peter listened and nodded, also full of expectation.

"We really need a hearty victory right now!"

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Charlton has fallen into the predicament it is today, more or less self-inflicted.

Three years ago, Charlton was still a Premier League team, and in the first two years after relegation, they can get 300 million pounds of parachute protection from the Premier League.

You know, in the English Championship, a total of 80 pounds of funding can be obtained a year, and the League One team is even less, only 30 pounds.

Therefore, even if Charlton is relegated from the Premier League, everyone feels that this team will be able to return to the Premier League soon.

But who would have thought that once this team was relegated, not only their performance would plummet, but the team's management would also become increasingly difficult. Even with the support of parachute protection funds, they resolutely relegated to the League One after two years in the English Championship.

The current Charlton is not as good as Southampton in terms of overall strength or team tactics.

Phil Parkinson wanted to win the initiative at the beginning, but he was crushed by Southampton in turn. He scored two goals within 5 minutes and completely stunned Charlton. After that, the game at the Valley Stadium completely turned into a one-sided situation.

After Southampton scored two goals in a row, they still spared no effort to attack Charlton.

The home team was losing ground and was forced to shrink their defense, let alone attack, and couldn't even make a decent counterattack.

But even if he adopted a defensive posture, Charlton still couldn't hold it.

Ibrahimovic is like a giant in the penalty area, firmly ruling the penalty area.

With the support of David Alaba, Neymar on the left side cut inside exclusively, seeking cooperation with the center.

Adam Lallana can act as a shadow forward forward, and later can take the ball at the front of the penalty area and act as a midfielder.

Chamberlain on the right is also quite good at holding and dribbling the ball, and with Carvajal behind him, his crosses and shots from the right are also quite threatening.

This left Charlton's entire defense in a predicament.

In the 207th minute of the game, Southampton once again pierced Charlton's goal under a mad attack.

Adam Lallana's through ball was accurately delivered to Zlatan Ibrahimovic's feet. The Swedish center took the ball and leaned against the opponent's central defender, turned around and shot vigorously, and scored again, 3:0!

At this moment in the game, everyone has clearly realized that Charlton has lost!
I believe that even Charlton's players on the field are very clear that they have suffered a crushing defeat.

But Southampton didn't mean to accept it as soon as it was good, and still launched wave after wave of attacks against Charlton.

Today's Southampton really needs a victory.

Especially a big victory that can completely wash away all the pressure and doubts on Southampton before!
Leading by three goals, Southampton continued to maintain the offensive pressure on Charlton.

Neymar dribbled the ball in from the left and failed to cut inside, so he re-distributed to the left. David Alaba quickly inserted, and the ball was passed low and flat from the left to the center.

Zlatan Ibrahimovic missed on purpose, Vidal quickly plugged in at the back point, leaned over and dived to the top, scored with a header, 4:0!

At this moment, only the cheers of the saints remained in the entire Valley Stadium!
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"Okay, well done!"

After seeing Vidal's goal, Yang Huan rushed out of his seat again.

He himself did not expect that for the first time the team sent all the main players to start, they could play so smoothly.

This offensive is truly awesome.

Wilkinson, who was sitting with Yang Huan, applauded vigorously and kept praising: "Beautiful offensive football, this is the level that Southampton should play, it's wonderful!"

In his professional eyes, Southampton's attack is very diverse.

The players on both wings have a strong ability to hold the ball. Neymar is not used to the rhythm and confrontation of the Premier League.

Relatively speaking, Chamberlain is even more amazing than Neymar. He is very good at holding the ball, breaking through and making the ball.

No wonder Bielsa relies so heavily on him, preferring to temporarily suppress James Rodriguez, but also let Chamberlain play the main force.

But the team's most eye-catching or Ibrahimovic and Adam? Lallana.

Of these two offensive players, one is at the front, and the other is slightly behind. The former is responsible for attacking the city, and the latter is responsible for passing and organizing. It doesn't seem like the first time the two have cooperated, and they seem to have a tacit understanding.

The other two midfielders, Vidal and Strowman, are also very capable of attacking and assisting. Vidal, in particular, is very threatening for several times, and his tactical execution is high. When the offense and defense are switched, his on-the-spot counter-grab is very effective.

"Belsa's entire tactical system, one link after another, is not simple, not easy!" Wilkinson admired it very much.

High-intensity midfield oppression and pressing is easy to say, but very difficult to do.

Manchester United has always wanted to play this tactic, but it has never been successful.

"There should be no suspense in this game!" Yang Huan was in a good mood after hearing Wilkinson's praise.

Others praised Southampton, which made him happier than flattering Yang Huan.

In Yang Huan's view, Southampton is like his child.

"There is no suspense!" Wilkinson glanced at Charlton coach Phil Parkinson below the pitch.

The England head coach was out of options, and stood aside, staring poorly and anxiously.

"Charlton is not at the same level as you in terms of strength or tactics." Wilkinson sighed a little.

In just over a month, Yang Huan has completely transformed Southampton into such a competitive team, which is indeed quite rare.

In his opinion, this Southampton team should not be in the League One, or even the Championship.

Because, even if they go to the Premier League, they all have the strength to relegation.

Yang Huan chuckled, thanking Wilkinson for his praise, but he thought of something wrong.

Turning around, he snapped his fingers at Long Wu behind him.

"Master Huan." Long Wu immediately walked over, bent down, and put his ears together.

"Old five, now that we have won four goals, I am still a little worried about the debts of several million pounds being placed on others. Go and watch for me. Remember to count the number of people, and no one is allowed to escape!"

Long Wu nodded immediately, "Don't worry, Master Huan, I'm the best at collecting debts!"

"Go!" Yang Huan waved his hand with a smile.

Long Wu immediately took orders and went.

Zhang Ning was at the side, and when he heard what they said, he felt that this was not like a gentleman, but like a gangster.

"The fifth one is broken by you!"

Although Long Wu was a game fan in the past, his thinking was relatively simple, but since he followed Yang Huan, he has learned those tricks. Although he is harmless to humans and animals when he is addicted to games, once he has a wrong mind, he is almost like Yang Huan's apprentice.

"Hey, familiarity is familiarity, be careful, I will sue you for defamation, what do you mean being spoiled by me? Am I very bad?"

Zhang Ning didn't know what he thought of, his pink face blushed, and he muttered, "Are you not bad enough?"

Yang Huan, however, stared at her hesitantly, and smiled ambiguously, "You haven't seen the worst side of me yet!"

Zhang Ning was ashamed and annoyed when he heard the pink face, how did he speak in the crowd?
Although she knew that these people could not understand Chinese, she still felt extremely shy.

"Sure enough, wicked people have evil thoughts!" Yang Huan slapped his forehead vigorously, sighing with emotion that the world is unfair and people's hearts are not ancient.

"I speak so purely, but some people always think of me so badly!"

"It's hard to be a good person!"

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Ning wanted to strangle him to death.

　Thanks to the two book friends [landing￥rooting] and [1076932425] for their rewards!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)