midfield god

Chapter 290 Sidwell's Outbreak!
Spurs stood solemnly on the sidelines. Reading has fallen into a very difficult situation in this game, but he seems to have nothing to do about it.

On the offensive end, the team hopes to be able to play a smooth offensive coordination, and create troubles for the opponent through its own strong offensive characteristics and active fighting in the frontcourt, but it seems that neither of these two points has been shown in the game so far.

During the halftime break, he needs to make relatively large adjustments to the team, and if this continues, the situation may become even worse!

Going to see the Reading players at this time, their high morale at the beginning of the first half has actually disappeared, replaced by helplessness and frustration, especially Sidwell, they were able to wrestle with their opponents last year, but now it seems that the gap is getting bigger and bigger. Why is this?Sidwell was a little confused, and his out-of-focus eyes slowly focused on Yunfei again. Perhaps, the opponent became stronger!
For Southampton players, the first half of the game was a dream game. The team opened the scoring early, forcing the opponent to continue to press forward. They scored another goal in the last minute of the first half, which completely disappointed the opponent. In any case, they now have a very large advantage, which is beyond doubt.

"I said Yunfei, I thought we had a tacit understanding, but now it seems that this is not the case at all!" Bell complained to Yunfei.

"Ah? What do you mean, why do you say that? I think our cooperation is very tacit. Didn't you signal me to attack the goal directly, and then you attract the attention of the defenders, isn't that the case? Our cooperation is very good. Look, we all scored!" Yunfei said cheerfully. He didn't intend to attack the goal directly at first, and Bell's move was also helpful for him to decide to attack the goal directly!
"You!" Bell looked at Yunfei sadly, what do I mean, I want you to pass on my head!
"Okay, Gareth, you can't beat Yunfei, don't think about it!" Suleman on the side smiled and patted Bell's shoulder. The bickering between Yunfei and Bell has almost become a repertoire in the locker room. The two bicker in various ways every day, but it is rare for Bell to take advantage of it, so Suleman said so.

"Okay, stop making trouble, the game is not over yet!" Redknapp clapped his hands to stop the players from continuing to quarrel. "Reading is not an easy opponent to deal with. The opponent came aggressively this time. Although we had the advantage in the first half, it seemed that the victory was sealed, but as long as the last minute is less than one minute, we can't relax, understand!"

"Understood!" The players shouted with high morale.

In stark contrast to Southampton's dressing room, Reading's side is rather gloomy, and the players are a little downcast
Meaning, everyone sat in their seats, silent.

"Did this difficulty knock you down? What about your thoughts of avenging Coach Koppel? You know, Coach Koppel is very likely to watch your performance in front of the TV in this game. That's how you avenged him!"

Coach Speer took out his trump card. If there is anything that can rekindle the morale of the players, it must be Coach Koppel who is far away in West Asia at this time. For Reading, revenge for the old coach is the biggest belief and goal. In order to achieve this goal, some difficulties can be left behind!

Sure enough, just as Coach Speer thought, as soon as the words came out, the players who had lost their fighting spirit sat up straight again. Although this may be a strong effort, it is much stronger than the previous state!
"No matter what the result of this game is, we must do our best. We can't let our opponent beat us so easily. Absolutely not!" At this time, Speer took out his life's chicken soup skills and tried his best to boost morale. At this time, tactics and other things are not as real as giving the players a shot of chicken blood!

"In the second half, let's change our tactic. In the frontcourt, we need to play fast, hit the gap behind the opponent, pass the midfield at the fastest speed, and directly attack the opponent's defense. This is the only place where we have a chance. It is unwise to entangle the opponent too much in the midfield. You should have a deep understanding of this!"

So after the start of the second half, Reading immediately implemented the tactics arranged by the coach during the halftime break. The ball basically did not pass through the midfield, but used various methods to quickly find the players in the frontcourt. This tactical choice played a surprisingly good effect at the beginning of the second half.

Reading's backcourt ball, after the midfielder got the ball, he made a long pass and found Sidwell on the wing. Sidwell took the ball and faced Powell directly. Powell's strong body gave Sidwell a headache, so he had to find a good way to deal with the opponent. After thinking for a long time, Sidwell chose the most direct way, using speed!

I saw Sidwell pull the ball to the inside, making a false impression that he wanted to cut in. When Powell naturally came up to block his way forward, Sidwell pushed the ball forward suddenly, and then he himself rushed past like a wild horse!

The ball passed between Powell's legs, and Powell was caught off guard before he had time to react!
"Passed! He passed!" The commentator shouted loudly at this time, as if he was the one who made the breakthrough. "Sidwell passed Powell very beautifully. Powell was like a stake. He didn't react until he was passed! He was completely dumbfounded!"

After Sidwell passed Powell, he quickly entered the penalty area. At this time, in Southampton's penalty area, only one Reading striker was responding, and it seemed that Sidwell also wanted to pass the ball to him.
Sidwell chose a direct rubbing shot almost at the left penalty area line. The ball was shot with a very high quality, like a rainbow in the sky.

2: 1!

Just a few minutes into the second half, Sidwell used his personal performance to help Reading get back a point!
(End of this chapter)