champion godfather

Chapter 34 Lore

Cash was replaced by Gareth Williams, who was too exhausted in the midfield tug of war with Wimbledon to stay on the court to help.

Walker was a little puzzled when he saw Tang En replace Cash on the field: "Tony, you said you don't care about ball control and beautiful scenes..."

"Des... There is no tactic that is rigid, and there is no coach who does not know how to be flexible... If there is, then he is not a qualified head coach. I said that I don't need extra possession, but now the ball The team's problem is that they can't even do basic ball control, so I let Cash go up and he can control the ball. Zero percent ball control can never win the ball. The ball, but the redundant and tedious possession of the ball. Do you understand?"

Walker hesitated for a moment before nodding: "I think I probably understand..."

Tang En sighed inwardly, this is why some people can only become the head coach after time travel, and some people can only be the assistant coach after working hard all their lives. "Des, you have to remember, what is the essence of tactics? It's just a way to win. If a tactic can't win, we will change it. It's as normal as changing clothes. Maybe one day, I Will abandon the theory that 'possession of the ball is useless' and re-use the tactics of controlling the scene..."

"Ah! I understand. No matter what the process is, you only pursue the winning result. As long as you win, it doesn't matter what tactics you use."

Tang En glanced at him: "You're enlightened, Des."

Cash quickly took advantage of a beautiful escape to create a shot for Johansen, but unfortunately the latter's header was high, and applause erupted from the stands, most of which were for Cash.

The players at Wimbledon were going up a lot and moving a lot when defending.Maybe they just want to use this way to show their momentum, but in Cash's eyes, this kind of defense is his favorite.

If they like to grab, it means that there is space behind them, and the defensive action means that they need more time to complete the action, have more flaws, and are more likely to be broken through...

"Kash! Over again! Nice pull off!"

After doing this several times in a row, Wimbledon began to focus on defense on the right side where Cash was located, after being tackled to the ground once by the opponent.Tang En asked Cash and Reed to switch positions on the sidelines.Wherever Wimbledon's defense is empty, let Cash go there, even a breakthrough in the middle.

He just wanted Cash to mess up the Wimbledon defense so that they couldn't be manned and couldn't be manned.Anyway, Cash is new to the game with plenty of energy, so he's not afraid that this kid won't be able to run.

After causing several dangerous situations to the opponent's goal in a row, the head coach of the visiting team couldn't sit still.Murdoch also made his adjustments, using his last substitution, and with great reluctance.In order to take advantage of the victory, he changed two offensive players in one go, which is quite like a "crazy gang" lunatic. Unfortunately, now he has to switch back. He replaced the exhausted Morgan with a tall defensive midfielder. Gan, hoped that he could control the midfield just like Twain's substitutions.

Seeing Murdoch's replacement, Tang En knew what he was thinking.As time goes by, it is also a satisfactory result for the visiting team to be able to take away a point, especially considering that they were two goals behind in this game and then equalized, this point is even more commendable.

But Twain couldn't be satisfied. This game was a home game. With a lead of two goals, let the opponent equalize, and then happily take away a point. How can there be such a warm and generous home team?
He now has the last card in his hand, and there are only three people left on the bench.Substitute striker Craig`Westcarr, backup defender Christian`Edwards, backup goalkeeper Barry`Roche.

Tang En was very worried about Westcarl's ability, and it might not be able to strengthen the offense if he was replaced. The remaining two were defensive players, and the goalkeeper Ward performed very well, so there was no need to change the goalkeeper.What can another centre-back do?

He turned his head and looked at Edwards who was still warming up on the sidelines. The young man is quite tall... Speaking of his height, Tang En suddenly remembered that in the match against West Ham, the captain Dawson once scored a header. Unfortunately, Blown out by the damn referee.

Why not?
So he decided to make the last substitution. He asked Edwards to replace Dawson as a central defender, but did not replace the captain.Edwards came on to replace the exhausted Halewood before pushing Dawson up front.

When Edwards heard the coach's decision, he thought he had heard it wrong.Tang En told him very clearly, let him pass all these words to Dawson, let Dawson go forward to fight for the header, if he has a chance to shoot himself, if he doesn't have a chance, he will ferry it to his teammates.

After Edwards entered the field, he told Dawson all of Dunn's orders. Dawson looked to the sidelines in surprise, and Tang En made him a forward gesture.

Halewood apologized to Tang En after coming down: "I'm sorry, boss."

Tang En felt strange: "Why do you have to apologize, Malone?"

"I didn't score more goals..."

Tang En smiled: "You have entered two, how many more do you want to enter? You have done well enough, don't think about anything, go take a shower and change your clothes."

After dismissing Halewood, Twain did not return to the coach's bench, but stood on the sidelines, watching the game with his arms folded.He always believes that only in this way can the players bring some confidence and the belief to persevere.A head coach who sits on the dugout all the time is not qualified.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the score remained unchanged.

"Without those four goals, the game would have been boring," Mortensen complained.

He was right. Judging from the scene, the two teams are not playing football that can make neutral fans happy physically and mentally. Most people will definitely turn the channel immediately when they see such a game.But it's not the same for fans of the two teams.What they care about most is not which side plays better, more gorgeous, or more artistic, but which side can win.

Like the fans, Tang En didn't care about whether his team played well, he only cared about whether he could win this damn game.

In 5 minutes, the game is about to enter injury time. So far, except for the substitutions of the two sides, the game has not been interrupted too much. The injury time should only be 3 minutes if there is no accident.

In 8 minutes, a goal must be scored.

Dawson's push to the front caused a panic at Wimbledon, but it was a pity his own players didn't seize the opportunity.Dawson is not a striker, and he has never played a striker before. Except for the header, he can't shoot, passes the ball, and dribbles the ball.It was a gamble for Tang En to let him go up.If he wins, it's easy to talk about, but if he loses... he may have to bear the infamy of using tactics indiscriminately and changing players randomly.

The football world is so cruel, the winner is king, and the loser is king.

Tang En doesn't want to be a bandit, he wants to be a king... Who doesn't want to be a king?
He felt that his legs and feet were a little weak, and the huge pressure was hovering above his head, waiting for the moment when he finally fell.But on the surface he doesn't show anything, he doesn't want to be seen as vulnerable, especially with those pesky omnipresent cameras.

Another 3 minutes passed.The singing of the Forest fans in the stands became louder and louder, while the Wimbledon fans were completely silent.Tang En glanced at the stands, and there were countless pairs of arms waving, almost all red.The fans haven't given up yet, and their own team has no reason to give up.

"Attack! Attack! I don't want a draw!" Dunn shouted from the sidelines, "A draw is a fucking failure! Press me!"

He is not worried about being counterattacked by Wimbledon. Eugene Pope's performance in this game is simply perfect. From left to right, the midfield is all controlled by him, and Wimbledon can't fight at all.

The fourth official had already held up the stoppage time sign on the sidelines, just as Dunn expected: 3 minutes.

Tang En glanced at the sign in the fourth official's hand and bit his lip tightly.Hope is draining away from him bit by bit, a draw like this would be a failure without a doubt, a two-goal lead can equalize the opponent... Damn it!
Tang En looked back at him behind the coach's bench. He wanted to see Michael's expression at this time. He must be very disappointed, right?He didn't win that game against West Ham, and he didn't win this game...but what did he see?
"Forest`Go! Go! Forest! Forest! Forest`Go! Go!" Like all Forest fans, Michael applauded and cheered for his team.They were in uniform, and the rhythmic sound of cheering resounded throughout the audience.Twain suddenly felt his nose ache. This is the real traditional England fans. They are loyal, have no complaints and regrets, and they love their team more than anything else.With such fans, why worry about the hopeless future of the team?

The 10-minute game time is up, and the game officially enters injury time.

Eugene Pope snatched the ball from the Wimbledon players with desperate momentum, and then passed it to Andy Reid immediately. Now the responsibility of the team's attack fell on the 20-year-old lad.At the end of the second half, Trond`Andersen, the Norwegian midfielder from Wimbledon who was replaced at the end of the second half, came up to trouble Reed.

The Norwegian was ruthless and kicked Reid directly on the ankle several times. Normally, he would have fallen to the ground and rolled in pain.But now I can't take advantage of letting the opponent take the card, and a free kick more than 40 meters away from the goal is not threatening.

Reid was kicked out of anger by Anderson. He tried his best to keep the opponent behind him. No matter how the opponent kicked him, he protected the ball and started looking for someone.

Where is Cash?Where is that kid? !
Cash also saw Reid's plight, but he couldn't shout because that would also draw the opposing guard's attention.

At this time, Pope found that the team's offense was in trouble. Although the head coach only asked him to defend, he decided to go up and help Reed.

"Hey, Andy!" Pope's voice came diagonally behind Reed, "Give me the ball!"

Reid couldn't see his teammates, but he still passed the football with his voice.

Pope didn't hesitate to receive the football, and directly kicked a long pass to where it should have gone - on the right side of the court, Brian Cash inserted behind, he was unmarked, and he unloaded the kick beautifully Long pass!But as soon as he stopped the ball, two defensive players from the opponent surrounded him...

No one had any hope for the Forest team's attack, except their own fans.Mortensen explained the last three minutes of the game with a normal speed and intonation.Who knows if this will be the Forest team's last attack in this game?

"Brian Cash, he's up against two Wimbledon players... oh! He's gone!"

There was a huge cheer from the stands.Cash slipped through the crowd like a loach, dribbling the ball!There is a large blank area in front of it!
What are you waiting for if you don't speed up at this time?
Cash took the ball forward, no longer caring about the opponent who turned and chased after him, and rushed to the bottom line.

"Leggettwood came up on him, fast, he shoveled! Cash...beautiful!" Mortensen yelled.

The excitement of Mortensen, who has commented on the game for 31 years, is naturally Cash's wonderful dodge. The moment Leggettwood stretched his foot, the Irish kid stabbed the football to the side, and Leggettwood shoveled an empty space. , while Cash took advantage of the trend and jumped high, flew over his head, and then caught up with the ball. At this time, he was already approaching the bottom line.

Tang En stared nervously at the field, and when he saw Cash dodging Leggettwood's tackle, he kept chanting one word over and over again: "Pass, pass, pass...pass the ball !"

Cash seemed to hear his roar, and after a little adjustment, he passed the football to the goal.

"Cash cross, Michael Dawson! Header swing...Johnson—Yes! Yes! Johnson! Johnson! Gooooal!!!" Mortensen jumped up from his seat holding the microphone. "This is the No. 90-minute goal! Lore! David Johnson! 3:2, Forest!"

When Johansen poked Dawson's ball into the goal, the city stadium suddenly vibrated, the stands, VIP boxes, coach benches, benches, and even behind the goal... In the bar outside the stadium, in the taxi, on the radio In front of the TV... everywhere, people jumped up, raised their arms, and cheered for victory.

Johnson, who scored the goal, was crushed by his teammates, and even goalkeeper Ward ran from the goal to the frontcourt to celebrate.This is their first victory since the No.21 four-round league on December 20 last year!

Tang En squatted down excitedly, and slammed his fist on the grass.Then he got up and looked back at the huddled coach bench. He saw Walker hugging Bowyer, and he saw Bowyer's originally meticulous white hair scattered in the air.Jess, Williams and Hale Wood, who were substituted, jumped off the bench and rushed to the teammates who were celebrating on the court. The speed...was nothing like someone who had been running on the court for 10 minutes. .

This is the joy of victory...

Won!I fucking won!

He pumped his fists and shouted.

(End of this chapter)