My name is Colani

The live broadcast read out every Trapani player who appeared, and the fans cheered. Alberto Ricci smiled and said to Hugo: "Look, look at how enthusiastic our fans are! I bet that if we are promoted to the Serie A, this will become the most terrifying home ground! Haha!"

"I hope so too. It would be best if their legs would go weak when they come to our stadium!" Hugo laughed.

"Mr. Ricci, congratulations on your election as the chairman of the Amateur Committee of the Sicily Region!" Hugo only then remembered that Alberto Ricci had been successfully elected as the chairman.

The Italian Amateur League is different from the Professional League. In the Professional League, all professional teams elect a chairman, but there are too many teams in the amateur league, and basically the league is conducted by region, so each region will have an amateur committee, and then the chairman of the amateur committee of each region will elect the chairman of the amateur league.

The two shook hands, and Alberto Ricci said: "You helped me a lot in this campaign! Thank you very much, Gigi!"

Alberto Ricci was talking about the media. Hugo used a lot of connections (money to help Alberto Ricci promote the game). It was this incident that gave Alberto Ricci a new understanding of Hugo. Hugo really has power in the media.

"What's this little help? You are from Trapani. I hope you will rise step by step. In the future, everyone..." Hugo gave Ricci an expression that you know.

Ricci smiled knowingly.

The game started at this time. As soon as the opponent kicked off, Trapani's players pressed forward to rob the ball, leaving only two central defenders behind.

After so many games, Trapani players have a much higher degree of tacit understanding of the new formation. Avellino does not seem to be used to Trapani's pressing, and the players feel a little flustered.

In the 3rd minute, the No. 23 player on the wing of Avellino made a mistake in a panic and was intercepted by Meireles. Meireles passed the ball to Deco, who passed it straight to Miccoli, who quickly moved forward and successfully countered the offside. At the corner of the small penalty area, he shot a small arc and made Trapani take the lead early.

"Fabrizio Miccoli!"

"Fabrizio Miccoli!"

... The voices of fans calling Miccoli rang out in the stadium. Miccoli happily ran to the fans' stands to celebrate. The fans held his hands through the gap in the fence. This was Trapani's first goal in the last three games. Not only the fans, but also Hugo in the stands were very excited and happy.

"Damn it, I finally scored! If I don't score again, I will regard Zeman as an old liar!" Hugo clapped his hands and laughed.

"I hope we can win this game smoothly!" said Morek, who was watching the game together.

"It's a good start today! This means that we will definitely win this game today!" said Giorgio.

After the goal, Trapani played more and more tacitly, while Avellino seemed to have lost its sense of direction.

In the 13th minute, it was Miccoli again. Miccoli received a straight pass from Bosingwa, turned around quickly and pulled the ball, shaking off the opponent's defender and heading straight to the middle. His action attracted the opponent's defensive attention. Bosingwa quickly inserted himself, and Miccoli waited for an opportunity but suddenly split the ball. Bosingwa, who was unguarded, dribbled the ball to the bottom line of the penalty area and aimed at the middle to pass back. Drogba took a step back and shot with his right foot. Drogba was not in the most suitable position for this ball, and the shot was a bit awkward. Bosingwa probably didn't pass it to him but to Deco who inserted in the back row.

However, when you are lucky, nothing can stop you. Drogba's shot was not powerful, but the angle was very tricky. The goalkeeper of Avellino was caught off guard and let the ball go into their goal again!

"Can this fucking go in?!" Hugo saw clearly that Drogba's shot was definitely a reluctant shot.

"It looks like our luck is finally coming!" Morek laughed.

Drogba got up from the ground, opened his arms, and ran towards the fans' stands like crazy. He had reason to be excited. This goal was his first league goal this season. You know, the league has been played for 8 rounds, and he hasn't scored a goal yet!

When Zeman came on stage, Drogba was actually uneasy. His goal efficiency was very poor. He was afraid that Zeman would not use him even if Toni was injured, because Trapani had other options. Zeman didn't need a center forward. He could use Miccoli as a striker, or try Piolo.

Fortunately, Zeman let Drogba play as a center forward in these games. Zeman also encouraged Drogba, saying: "Young man, but the most important thing now is to relax your mentality and don't take the goal too seriously. The goal will come inadvertently!"

Today, Zeman really said it, Drogba proved himself.

Zeman still didn't bring any of his own people, and the coaching staff was still the same. Barrias felt like he was in a dream. Trapani didn't show such ability in the previous two games.

"It's a natural outcome! It's a natural outcome! We just need a victory, a suitable victory!" Barrias still remembers Zeman's words of comfort after two rounds of defeat. Everyone thought it was really a consolation. Now it seems that Zeman still knows his team very well.

"Let the victory begin today!" Zeman, who was standing on the sidelines, was not so excited, but a smile appeared on his lips. As a veteran, of course he knew that it was a strange thing for a team to find a feeling. Maybe After playing the whole season, I feel confused. Maybe I can find the feeling after playing one or two games. This is especially true for a young team like Trapani. Once I find my form, all problems are possible. It will become very simple.

Drogba's goal was not the end. Trapani's offensive came one after another. Avellino simply couldn't parry it. Their head coach was so angry that he jumped on the sidelines and kept instructing his players to start. Bigfoot, and also recycled the formation, no longer dared to attack Trapani.

Trapani created a lot of opportunities, and Drogba began to show his characteristics of wasting opportunities again. The fans can't say that he did not do well. His shots are often just a little bit worse, and the quality of his shots is better than Mi's. Kohli is obviously better than Drogba. Micoli is small but has great shooting power. He is very threatening with long-range shots and shots in the penalty area, but the opponent's goalkeeper also performed very well.

Not all teams just set up a bus. In the 38th minute, Trapani seized another opportunity. The opponent's player fouled 26 meters in front of the penalty area and gave Trapani a direct free kick. Miko Leigh stood in front of the ball and fired a full-moon scimitar kick that left Avellino's goalkeeper helpless.

Then, as the first half came to an end, Trapani attacked again with a corner kick. Natali extended the score to 4:0 for Trapani. The Trapani Stadium was already crazy with joy!

"Unbelievable, unbelievable! We actually lead 4:0!" Agostino cheered loudly in the live broadcast room.

"Mr. Zeman is indeed Mr. Zeman! Do you Trapani fans know? Mr. Zeman once led Foggia from Serie C to Serie A. He once led Foggia in There has been an offensive whirlwind in Serie A! Now we have reason to believe that Mr. Zeman can also lead our Trapani to rise in Serie A!" Agostino was too easy to buy, and he was given the ball in half. I am impressed by the offensive master Zeman.

"Brothers, you all did a great job in the first half. I'm very happy!" Hugo rushed to the locker room just after halftime, yelling at the players and wanting to hug and kiss everyone.

The players were also in high spirits. They had not played such fun football for a long time.

Just as everyone was immersed in joy and coughed a few times, the old man Zeman came in.

"Boys, I'm proud of you. You played a great first half! But I believe you can do better. You have the potential to do better! Now is not the time for everyone to raise their tails. I hope you can do better in the second half. Keep up the good work! If I think you play well, I will treat you to dinner tonight!" Zeman praised everyone with a smile and also meant to calm everyone down.

Zeman's tactics did not change much during the halftime break, or there was no change at all. There are two strategies on the court: me as the leader and others as the leader. Zeman obviously thinks that we are the representative of the master. He You just want your team to be special, and you won’t care about others. In short, I just need to score more goals than you.

After explaining the tactics, Zeman asked Hugo to follow him outside the locker room.

"Mr. Kolleni, from now on I will not allow you to enter the players' locker room without my permission!" Zeman said with a dark face.

"Why?! I just want to inspire everyone and share my joy with everyone!" What the hell is this? ! Hugo was very unhappy after hearing what Mr. Zeman said!

"Even so, you should get my permission. I am the head coach of the team. The locker room is not your management, it is my management. You have crossed the line!" Zeman still had a dark face.

Damn it! Hugo can't wait for a punch on the face of this dead old man. Isn't it because Lao Tzu removes you from Prague. You are still listening to Prague in Prague Plaza? !

"I'm the team owner, why can't I do this?! I can do whatever I want!" Hugo said bitterly.

"Okay then, you can be the head coach, I'll get out, and you can do this!"

Zeman dropped these words and went back to the locker room, leaving Hugo outside!