Godfather Of Champions

(Announcement of apology: Due to the author’s negligence, Ribery, who had been injured in the UK, was taken to Turkey and sent to the court. For the French who can only walk on crutches, this decision is really cruel. No. I can’t walk the road, and let him play the game. This is indeed my negligence and carelessness, which caused such a ridiculous scene. I am really sorry! The following chapters will be revised to Petrov. Thank you for your reminder. And correct me, apologize again!)

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The carnival of the home fans did not end until the game restarted. Dunn tried to speak to Tang next to him, but he opened his mouth and found that he could not even hear his own voice. There was a huge noise from the stands behind, filling every corner of the stadium. The players of Besiktas played more and more easily under this kind of noise, while the players of Nottingham Forest were a little tight. They were affected by the unfortunate loss of the ball and the fanatic atmosphere of the stadium, even the usual 50%. There is no way to show the level.

The situation is a bit bad.

If you just lose a ball, it's nothing to Dunn. He saw a lot of games that fell behind first, not to mention that it was only twelve minutes, and there was still a lot of time to catch back.

But if the overall performance of the team is abnormal, the head coach will have a headache for a while.

Hell’s home game really deserves its reputation...

He decided to stand on the sidelines and give the players confidence and encouragement to calm them down. If he is still sitting in the coaching bench with Erlang's legs tilted, it is not his opponent who feels bad, but his own.

He leaned forward and stood out.

As soon as he left the coaching shed, Dunn's eyes curled to see a dark figure flying from behind and falling to the ground. He reflexively looked down and found that it was a lighter...

Before raising his head, the second and third foreign objects flew in again. This time it's a coin and...a mobile phone!

Dunn was frightened, not because the fans were throwing debris down, but because there were really enthusiastic fans who were crazy enough to throw their mobile phones down! I used to think that throwing a pig's head was shocking enough. What this buddy threw is... Dunn took a look and found that it turned out to be a very famous iPhone IPHONE with a red case... Maybe it was thrown by a beautiful fan.

Dunn leaned over and picked up the phone. He wanted to disassemble the casing of the machine, take out the phone card and throw it away. But in this case, he is obviously not allowed to lower his head to study this thing, and it will be noticed after a longer time. So he fumbled for a bit, and didn't find the way, so he threw the phone back to the coaching bench. He made a "close" gesture to Tang who was confused, regardless of the dense "raindrops" falling from behind.

Need to make adjustments?

No, there is no need to adjust anything, and psychological problems cannot be adjusted on the sidelines of such a noisy side.

Dunn is standing here, hoping to bring confidence and calmness to the players on the field, so that they can calm down, so that they can see him as soon as they turn their heads, and know that he, the head coach, will be with his team at any time. together.

There are more and more sundries at his feet. Coins of various denominations and various lighters are the mainstream. In addition, there are mineral water bottles and bottle caps.

Dunn has been standing on the sidelines, neither turning his head back to look at the Turkish fans who threw things and shouting, nor complained to the fourth official. He hopes that this will make his players clear that complaining about the opposing team's fanaticism at home may be a good excuse for them to lose after the game, but these should not have affected them.

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Besiktas took advantage of the situation to attack wildly, hoping to make another city and completely kill the forest team.

For a time, in the rant of the Turkish fans, the Forest team was beaten in embarrassment and exhausted. Full defense is constantly looping, let alone organizing offense.

Besiktas’ offense is characterized by short passes and concentrated forces in the midfield. Their defenders like to rush forward, and their forwards have a wide range of activities to pull the opponent’s defense line and create for the teammates who are behind. Chance to score. Therefore, Besiktas is not a team that relies on forwards to score, but on the whole... They often put five to six players in the penalty area to create scoring opportunities.

Because of the courage to invest in the offensive, dare to boldly press on, and the atmosphere of the scene, it gives people a feeling of "Besiktas’ offensive is continuous, more blooming, and vigorous." The players must think so too. They were confused by Besiktas' multi-point offensive strategy. They were left, then right, and then in the middle. They couldn't do anything except run back and forth to clear the siege. attack? Pray that you won't lose the ball again!

After watching for about five minutes, Dunn's brows tightened, and in the end he stopped tightening, turning all this power into a roar: "George! What are you running around! Organize the defense for me! Don't follow. The ball is running! Are you all **** booed!"

No wonder Dunn is so angry. Nottingham Forest is most proud of their defense, especially the overall defense. The overall defense of the forest team in the state is really a dangerous jungle shrouded in layers of mist. Any opponent who comes in will lose the sense of direction and fall into the quagmire. The overall team structure is maintained very well, advances and retreats are in order, no matter how the opponents are scheduled, the forest team's defensive formation will not be chaotic, so naturally there are fewer flaws.

But look now, the forest team's defensive formation is completely disrupted by the opponent's multi-point flowering strategy, George Wood is physically strong, ran from left to right, ran up and down. But defense is not one person's business. The forest team's defense has always been an overall defense. No matter how powerful he is, he can't replace the other nine people.

Besiktas' head coach was also inspired by the goal just now, and asked Delgado to run with Wood, but he didn't do the real offensive core, just flicked it to make room for offense for his teammates.

So Dunn wants his players to reorganize the defense.

As a result, his voice was drowned in the boos of huge home fans as soon as he got up.

George Wood relied on his abnormal physical fitness to chase back a ball that did not belong to the Forest team. Although the others did not stop and rushed out of the sideline, they rubbed the ball back with the soles of their feet when the football was about to go out.

Then the Forest team launched a fast attack, this time finally hit Besiktas' penalty area, but Van Nistelrooy's shot missed under the close interference of opposing defender Gokohan Zan.

When the football flew out with the goalposts, the booing of the Inonu Stadium was slightly less. Many Besiktas fans held their breath because of this shocking moment, and naturally forgot to boo their opponents.

This was the quietest moment in the stadium after the game started.

"It's been twenty-seven minutes since the start of the game. Nottingham Forest won their first shot... It's pitiful. Any team in Turkey will feel painful. I believe Tony Dunn feels it too. His team is strong. The home team and the home team fans had no chance in front of them. This was the second time in the whole game that they attacked the opponent's 30-meter area and got the first shot. The counterpart was Besiktas’s seven. One shot, four shots on target." The commentator smacked his lips. Such disparate statistics actually can't fully reflect the advantages of Besiktas in this game.

Dunn found that his shouting had no effect at all in such a noisy environment, because the players on the court couldn't hear it at all, even if he made his voice hoarse, it was not useless. He couldn't find a loudspeaker and shout.

"This **** home!" Dunn cursed. But he quickly recovered his calm. He can only take advantage of the football out of bounds or both sides foul, and the game is suspended, to pull the forest team players close to his side, quickly face-to-face advice, and then relay them to other teammates. .

This method is a bit laborious, but it is also a normal method. When watching a football game, you can often see the coaches pulling their players on the sidelines and quickly deploying, while the players nod their heads while drinking water. After a few sips, he returned to the court. Sometimes this is an adjustment for a single player, other times it is for everyone, such as now.

By letting the wide players act as megaphones, Dunn finally told everyone on the court what he thought.

Nottingham Forest withstood the crazy offensive after Besiktas scored and gradually stabilized. Because the score has not changed further, it shows that they are not as embarrassed and embarrassed as everyone thought.

Only one goal behind, there is still drama.

The forest team's defensive system was re-established with the joint efforts of Van der Sar, George Wood, and Ayala.

The next game will be very boring.

Nottingham Forest has a solid defense, and if there is no very good counterattack opportunity, it will never be easily overwhelmed. Anyway, it's sticking, sticking, and sticking again. The highest goal is to stop losing the ball.

Besiktas wanted to score another goal as soon as he thought of it, and the full-backs and midfielders took turns, and it was really lively to play more. But if you calm down and take a closer look, you will find that most of their offenses ended before the penalty zone-either a long shot ended or the Forest team's defense was destroyed. There are few opportunities to break into the forest team penalty area and directly threaten Van der Sar.

What does this indicate?

This shows that Besiktas' advantage is not as obvious as the statistics show, just because the fanatical home court advantage has injected a lot of water into it. So, in that case, there is still a lot to do in this game.

Dunn relaxed and returned to the coaching bench. The "lighter rain" and "coin rain" outside gradually stopped.

Dunn, who walked back to the coach's bench, did not forget to pick up a few Turkish coins and a lighter from the ground, and he repeatedly played with it in his hand.

Chris Lak thought it was strange: "What are you doing with these things, Tony?"

"Free Turkey trip commemorative merchandise, don't want it for nothing." Tang Enyangyang's hand is worth one lire coin. "And this, the official souvenir of the Besiktas Club..." He picked up a metal lighter with the Besiktas logo embossed on the surface.

Seeing him like this, Chris Lak couldn't help but smile: "We are all behind, and you still have the mind to collect souvenirs..." He stopped before he finished speaking, because he saw Tang handing over a red iPhone. To Dunn, "...This is also a souvenir?"

Dunn took it and nodded to Chris Lak: "That's it."

Chris Lak looked back at the stands behind: "Why no one throws gold watches and diamond rings..."

"Don't think about beautiful things, David." Dunn smiled and punched Chris Lak, then pointed to the field. "Although we are behind, I am not worried at all. Because I discovered that Besiktas is just a paper tiger, and all reactionaries are paper tigers. There is nothing to be afraid of. But now it is too noisy here, and there are a lot of things to say. During the break, I will tell them all of my plans in the locker room."

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Amid the deafening cheers of the Turkish fans, the referee's midfield whistle was almost drowned out, and it was only by looking at his gestures that everyone knew that the first half was over. With a one-point lead, the home team walked off the field contentedly, holding their heads up and accepting the cheers of the supporters.

The players of Nottingham Forest ran towards the corridor with their heads down, avoiding the debris that might be thrown from the stands at any time, and thinking about going back as soon as possible. The farther away from this **** the better. Dunn was the last one to enter the tunnel. He stood on the sidelines, with the sparse "drift rain", and watched everyone return to the locker room before he got up and left. At the yongdaokou, he met the opponent's coach Zagrem.

The other party spoke to him in Turkish, but Dunn didn't understand a word, just smiled and remained polite. After saying these words, Sagrem turned and walked into the tunnel, and Dunn followed in. He doesn't actually need to know Turkish, and he roughly knows what the other person is talking about.

Because of that expression, he is very familiar with it—he often has it on his face.

It's understandable that there are so many people shouting and cheering in their home court.

But there is an old saying in China-the best laugh is at the end, this gentleman must not know.

There are still forty-five minutes, and it is not certain who wins and who loses.

Dunn guessed that he was inseparable. After encountering Dunn by chance, Sagrem suddenly thought of the insult he received at the press conference the day before the game, plus the team's lead, on a whim, ridiculing Dunn a few words. He also didn't expect Dunn to understand his Turkish, just venting.

Aren't you putting on airs, British. Who is leading now? It's us Besiktas!

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The door of the dressing room was opened, and the noise outside suddenly poured in, and then disappeared again-the door was closed.

The players were alarmed by this change in voice. They raised their heads to look at the man standing at the door, their backbone, Tony Dunn, the true spiritual leader of this team.

At this moment, the expression on this person's face is not friendly.

"You disappointed me too much. The atmosphere of the City Stadium is also famous in England. Is the Nottingham Forest trained in this atmosphere so vulnerable?" Dunn's opening remarks were concise and straight to the subject. "Look at your performance in the first half. It's not much different from shit. The only difference is... **** doesn't run around."

Tang En really wanted to scold someone, but he was merciless, whether it was scolding the reporter opponent or his own. The bitterness makes people feel aching in the bones. So the only way not to be scolded is to always stand with him.

"Only in the last ten minutes, your performance is a little bit like that. But this is not enough. If you want to take the three to separate this **** place, this performance is far from enough." Dunn stretched out his right index finger and shook it. , He suddenly raised the volume. "It's even better! I'm standing on the sidelines, behind and above my head are all the things thrown by the Turkish bastards." He took out coins and a lighter from his pocket and showed them to the players. If you let this thing hit the back of the head, it would definitely break the blood. "But I just stood there, completely ignoring such provocations and demonstrations! What's the big deal! If you can win, even if those idiots take down the stadium stands, I will not hide! You must show Come with such courage! The enemy wants to make us feel scared, and then raise their hands to surrender, so that they can defeat us without any effort, and then humiliate us. But this also exposed their weaknesses-in fact Besikta Sis is not as good as they are. You think they are tricky and difficult to deal with, but it is because of the illusion caused by the cheering of the fans!"

"They can't even get into our penalty area. Except for long shots, they are destroyed by us. This kind of offense is too weak! What is there to be afraid of! Why are they so rampant? Not because our defense is not good enough, in fact It can’t be better...but because our offense is weaker than they are!” Dunn began to draw the formation of both sides on the tactical board, and then he pulled all the circles representing the Besiktas defender. A straight line to the frontcourt. "Their guards like to press and participate in the offense, whether it is a full-back or a central back. And they don't have a winger. Once the two full-backs enter our third defensive zone, they will choose to cut inside and penetrate into the penalty area from the ribs. Or pass the ball to the center, which will push our defense back to the center and give them two full-backs to insert assists to create enough space."

"But, at the same time?" Dunn circled a large circle in the second half of Besiktas, and then clicked hard. "Their place... is blank! There is no man's land in large swathes, countless defensive loopholes, as long as our offense can pass, it is a **** golden opportunity! But it's a shame that I hardly saw us in the first half There is a decent attack that can take advantage of this blank area." Dunn threw the marker and clapped his hands. "You only thought about how to prevent the opponent's offense, but didn't think about how to use their offense to help our defense-offense is the best defense. You are all tired of hearing that? Ordinary fans will hang up. On the lips, but do you know the true meaning of this sentence! As long as we add a fire on the offense, one or two threatening offenses, we can let them restrain and greatly reduce the pressure on the backcourt, so that we Only by attacking can dare to overwhelm and invest in troops. This is'offense is the best defense'!"

"If you want to shut up the 20,000 idiots outside, you must increase your offensive force in the second half, be determined, and do everything possible to get the football to the front, whether it's a pass or a personal breakthrough. In addition, in this way In the face of the great pressure, everyone was clear-headed, and I don't want to see those unnecessary mistakes anymore." At this point, Dunn glanced at Lennon. If it weren't for this kid's momentary brainstorming in the first half, how could the Forest team be caught off guard by the opponent?

If it is now 0:0, Besiktas, not Nottingham Forest, should be the one who stomped down quickly.

Lennon knew that Dunn must be talking about himself, he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Why do we use the 4141 formation? Why should I line up two offensive midfielders in the center instead of two defensive midfielders playing 4231? Although this is a defensive counterattack, the real key is not'defense', but 'Counterattack'. In the first half we were suppressed to defend, and in the second half we had to fight back! I don't believe you are beaten like this and you still have no fire? You want to see the Turks say after the game:'European champions are also being beaten. Are we rubbing our feet? I don't want to fucking!"

Dunn waved his hand, and then looked at his watch: "There are still a few minutes to rest. You can listen to soothing light music, think about the warm home, beautiful wife and lover, so as to relieve the pain in the first half. A frightened heart." He waved his arms and drew circles in the air, as if so that the players' emotions would be relieved. "Hey... are you really scared? Do you need psychological intervention?" he asked, staring. "Oh... isn't it? We are not playing in the **** Iraq!"

The exaggerated expression and the huge contrast between the front and back made the people in the dressing room laugh.

"No one is afraid, boss!"

Dunn nodded: "It's fine if you are not afraid...Anyway, if you hear the deafening boo when you come back on the court, and feel your legs feel a little bit weak. You think, if we lose this game, Countless people are waiting to divide our corpses. No one will sympathize with us. They will only laugh and ridicule us. And we don’t even have the right to refute! Because we are losers! Losers...no human rights!"

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When the Forest players returned to the court again, the banner that said "Welcome to Hell" hung on the stand opposite the corridor was still there, but no one looked at it again.

Because the players of Nottingham Forest suddenly remembered something, which was forgotten in the first half due to the intense competition.

If this is really hell...their leaders are creatures called "devil" and "demon". (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, authors are supported, and genuine reading is supported!)

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