Array football

Chapter 58
The intermission time came, and the players of both sides entered the locker room through the player tunnel.There, the head coaches of both teams will adjust the tactics of the two teams in the first half.

The team performed poorly in the first half, and the fans of the home team died down.Some fans took out some drinks to rest and quench their thirst in preparation for the second half.Some fans who came to Daocheng Stadium for the first time took selfies with scissors hands and pouting.Under the midsummer sun, a few men waving flags and shouting stood listlessly, but the flag happened to cover them with a green shade.

On the high rostrum, the VIPs are enjoying the free drinks provided by the stadium, and occasionally exchanging their views on the first half of the game.Compared with the hustle and bustle of the stadium outside, there is more tranquility in watching the game in this rostrum.

As for whether this tranquility is worth enjoying, different people have different opinions.

"What? What did you say?" At this moment, someone from the side yelled.

Everyone followed the prestige, and there was a short, yellow-skinned man wearing sunglasses.At this time, the man was talking to the phone, yelling in a language that people in England could not understand.

"Asians are really uneducated..." Someone mumbled.

The stocky man noticed everyone's gazes, and walked into the cubicle, clutching the phone.The voice was lowered, and occasionally there was an unintelligible language.

"Yes, boss." The voice from over there said: "The British government refuses to provide you with political protection, but they do not object to your staying in the UK in a private capacity."

"This group of politicians who can only cross rivers and destroy bridges!" Thaksin muttered in a low voice, and then said to the phone: "Where are the other officials?"

"Before the British Prime Minister did not express his attitude, their attitudes were also ambiguous..."

"..." Thaksin didn't know what to say anymore. He had been in the UK for almost a month, and he was turned away when he visited anyone.At this time, Thaksin lit a cigar and smoked it on his own, regardless of the strange eyes of the people around him.

"Boss, I think there is actually a turning point in this matter!" Basong on the other side of the phone was silent for a while, seeing that the boss didn't speak, he could only break the silence first.

Thaksin didn't speak, but he didn't hang up the phone either. Bassong could only spread him out as a way out according to his original ideas.

"Boss, although those British politicians have not expressed their attitude, they still maintain a good attitude towards you. I have been visiting these days, and none of the officials has clearly refused to see me. And recently I heard news that you After stepping down, the new military government asked the British government to extradite you back to the country, but the British government also ignored them. So according to my inference, as long as you can keep appearing in the public and maintain exposure, then the British government will not help you, it will It won't hurt you..."

"...Go on." Taxin took a deep puff on his cigar and said.This Bassong is not only his personal secretary, but also a senior advisor.Now that there is an idea, there will also be a practice.

"Politically, your identity is very sensitive. If you form a government-in-exile with great fanfare, you may offend the British government. So we can only start with the economy. To maintain your exposure and influence, there is a very economical way ——Buy a football club. As far as I know, boss, football clubs have a great influence now, and some clubs even have world prestige. Last year you visited the UK, didn’t you also specially visit Manchester United, and you were given a piece of Manchester United Jersey?"

"The Glazer family only bought Manchester United last year, and the price at that time was already at least 5 million pounds..." he said.Thaksin is a football fan and occasionally pays attention to this aspect, so he obviously remembers this number.

"It doesn't have to be Manchester United. As far as I know, there are some well-known teams, but the prices are not very expensive, and most football clubs in the UK are not in a good financial situation. As long as you promise to help them repay their debts, those club presidents , will send his own club to a club like Liverpool..."

After hanging up the phone, Thaksin took another sip of his cigar, and when the smoke flickered, Thaksin pressed the buttocks of the remaining cigar on the window sill, and made another call.

"Get in touch with Manchester United, I want to visit Ferguson."

After clearing his mind, Thaksin regained his demeanor, straightened his somewhat disheveled suit, and returned to the VIP room again.

Looking up, the second half of this Manchester derby has already begun.

"Bang..." There was a sound like a drum beating, and Van der Sar fell to the ground and saved Button's shot over the baseline, then bounced off the ground, waved his fist, and shouted at his team's midfielder to express his gratitude. own dissatisfaction.

Why did you give the opponent so much time to adjust for the shot just now?
Alan-Smith didn't speak, he looked at Barton and clenched his fists tightly!
In the second half, the two sides completely opened up the situation, and it was very lively when you came and I went.

Of course, if you observe carefully, you will find that Manchester United actually has the advantage, and Manchester City's offensive is just those aimless long-range shots.

"Portsmouth lost 0:2, and Tottenham's game is still going on, the score is 0:0." Assistant coach Jim Cassell hung up the phone and leaned over to Duncan.

Duncan nodded, noncommittal.

"Are we going to change something?" Cassel said.If Tottenham's score is maintained until the end, it will be a good opportunity for Manchester City.

But Manchester City is still 0:1 behind.

"Jim, as a head coach, you must first learn to be calm and mature. No matter what the score is, you must stay calm." Duncan said.

As soon as Duncan said this, Jim couldn't calm down immediately: Boss, in terms of age, I'm ten years older than you, okay?In terms of maturity, I am much more mature than you!
"Let Reina warm up!" Duncan said.On the court, another shot by Barton caused Van der Sar to drop his hands, but the Dutch national second reacted quickly and immediately took the ball into his arms.

After completing the shot, Barton lay in the grass with his left foot in his arms.He hadn't been in contact with official games for two consecutive months, and then played several games in a row, which made Button's physical fitness a problem.This Manchester derby was so hot that Button cramped so quickly.In order to protect the player, Duncan replaced him.

Reina was originally the team's third midfielder. He didn't play many games in the first half of the season, but he was relatively stable.However, with the arrival of Mido in the second half of the season and the return of Button, Reina does not have many opportunities to play.Since Duncan coached seven games, Reina has only played garbage time in one game, playing more than ten minutes.

Reina is a midfielder, but his ability is relatively mediocre.If there is an outstanding point, it is very powerful and the long-range shooting speed is very fast.In the Manchester City team, in terms of long-range shooting speed, Reina can definitely rank in the top three.

Ferguson also noticed Manchester City's substitution, but he didn't say anything, and the expression on his face remained unchanged.

From any point of view, this is a very reasonable forced substitution.No. [-] midfielder Dabo is injured, so No. [-] midfielder Reina must go into battle.

"You don't have to do anything after playing. Your only task is to shoot long shots when you find an opportunity!" Duncan's voice sounded in Reina's ear.

Reyna's first touch on the pitch elicited a burst of laughter.

Because the preparation time was too long, Alan Smith seized the opportunity, took the first step, and poked the ball away.Reina was caught off guard and fell over and gnawed on the mud.

Before everyone's laughter was over, Reina scored a goal with his second touch of the ball.

The extremely powerful shot made Van der Sar's save come out again.

Vassell appeared in front of the goal like a ghost, with a pad of his left foot, the football jumped into the goal easily.

Then Wasser put his left hand on his ear, made a "megaphone" shape, and strode towards the corner flag area.

Behind him, the roar of mountains and tsunami came!

"goooooooooooooooal! Manchester City equalized the score, 1:1!"

(End of this chapter)