midfield god

Chapter 151 The Crucial Battle ([-])
"Jones, you are the same. If your performance in the second half does not improve, I will replace you without hesitation!"

After Redknapp finished talking about Bell, he turned around and warned Jones. Compared with Bell, who was relatively younger, the communication between Redknapp and Jones was simpler and more direct, even though Jones was still a young man in every sense.

"Yes, I know!"

Jones responded muffled, as if he was not very interested.This teammate has a relatively introverted personality and usually has no sense of presence, but his performance on the field is still trustworthy most of the time. In this half, although the performance of the two wings is not good, Jones's side is at least still functioning, which is better than Bell's paralyzed situation.

Redknapp didn't care about Jones' attitude, he knew that the other party had such a character.After exhorting these two, Redknapp looked at Yunfei who was lying on the massage table at this time.

"His problem is not big, but he ran a lot in the first half, with high intensity, and his muscles were a little tired. There should be no problem if he continues to persevere."

The fitness coach responded to the head coach while stretching his muscles for Yunfei.Yunfei also nodded silently, agreeing with the coach's words.

From the bottom of his heart, Redknapp is not a coach who likes to use young people desperately, but the current situation is like this, and he has nothing to do, not to mention whether the team has Yunfei or not.So it is not without reason that many young players have been overused in history.

"In the second half, our tactics have not changed. It depends on whether our side can open up the situation. If we can't do this, the tactics will be meaningless!"

After Redknapp finished speaking, he shut his mouth and walked out of the locker room to give his players a quiet time to rest and relax. He didn't want to put too much pressure on the players.

"You kid, you need to work harder in the second half!"

Yunfei spoke with some difficulty, if he was not worried about Bell, he would not bother to speak.

Bell nodded, and it seemed that he should have come out of the impetuous mood in the first half.

"In the second half, just pass the ball to me!"

"Okay, don't worry, no problem, it depends on your performance!"

Yunfei looked at Bell, then at Jones who still had a calm face, and suddenly felt that it would be nice if their personalities were more in harmony.

"You're thinking something impolite!" Jones said lightly.

"No!" Yunfei simply refused to admit it.

Jones glanced at Yunfei, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

Yunfei simply turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

"Guilty."

A cold voice came from behind Yunfei at this moment.

……

In fact, I didn’t think much about Jones Yunfei at first, he was a normal person on the field, he would roar, get excited, and celebrate, but later I found out that this guy turned into a boring gourd off the field, which is also very interesting, and it’s also very interesting to tease this guy if he has nothing to do.

If the head coach of the Reading team was here, he would never have imagined that Yunfei, who was exhausted in the first half, would still have time to think about these things. At this moment, he was standing in the home team's locker room, talking to his players with satisfaction.

"I am very satisfied with everyone's performance in the first half. Now, I only need one goal, the goal that can win the game, understand!"

"understand!"

Under the leadership of Cooper, the players roared loudly, responding to the head coach's words, and their morale was high!

……

When the players returned to the stadium, the fans of the visiting team from afar suddenly broke out a huge noise, taking advantage of the fans of the home team not paying attention, and giving the team they supported the greatest support they could do.

Immediately, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the fans of the home team who immediately reacted took advantage of their numbers to suppress the momentum created by the Southampton fans.

But the Southampton fans looked calm, like assassins, and walked away with one blow, which made the home team fans feel a little aggrieved and had nowhere to use their energy. You are capable of confronting us!

At this time, in the stands of the visiting team, a young man with a team scarf covering his face smiled wickedly. Unfortunately, because his face was covered by the scarf, no one could see his expression at this time.

"How about it, uncle, this trick is easy to use, and it will piss them off!"

The young man said to the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but gave him a thumbs up to express his attitude.

……

The players naturally noticed this little episode. Yunfei clenched his fists tightly, which came from the expectations of the fans. He could naturally feel that this is a heavy love, from the support of the fans with all their strength.

Yunfei and Bell looked at each other, and they both saw determination in each other's eyes. This game cannot be lost!
Jones, who was walking by, didn't see any abnormalities on his face, but it could be seen from his clenched fists that he was not calm at this time.

"The second half of the match between the two teams is now starting! Reading's performance in the first half was very good. I don't know if they can continue their good performance in the second half. Now Southampton is under more pressure. If they still can't start the wing attack, this game may not be so good!"

Yunfei knew this well, so when he got the ball in the second half, he immediately passed the ball to the side to see if Bell could recover his form.

This time, Moody was still talking trash, which sounded extremely harsh, and Bell frowned subconsciously, letting Moody see it, and he felt happy.

Bell resisted the irritability rising in his heart, took the ball on the side, and tested the opponent's reaction. This time, perhaps because he felt that his trash talk was still working, Moody moved to the side, because Bell did not choose to cut inside throughout the first half.

This small change caught Bell's eyes. Without hesitation, he dribbled the ball directly from Moody's left side. The fast speed played a role at this time. Moody, who was standing on the right, did not expect the opponent's sudden speed up, and subconsciously wanted to reach out, but it was too late!

At this time, Moody's expression finally changed.

"Stop him!"

Behind Bell, Moody shouted loudly, and the midfielder Conway on the other side immediately gave up Suleman in front of him and leaned towards Bell.

This time Bell might be a little too excited, he didn't see Conway who suddenly rushed up, dribbled the ball and collided with the opponent fiercely. At this moment, the players on both sides were a little dazed, waiting for the referee to blow the whistle, but although the referee had the whistle in his mouth, he just didn't blow it.

Just when everyone was in a daze, a figure flashed past the ball.

"not good!"

At this moment, Moody's face behind him changed drastically, and his voice became hoarse!
(End of this chapter)