Ball king grower

Standing in front of the tactical board, Mourinho seemed very relaxed, as if the score on the field was not one goal behind, but one goal ahead.

"What's going on? Everyone is downcast?" Mourinho smiled and asked his assistant to help bring some fresh bananas from the side and handed them to the players: "Eat some bananas to replenish your lower body strength."

"Coach, we are lagging behind now!" Lampard put the banana aside and said with some excitement.

Mourinho smiled and motioned for Lampard to sit down and talk without standing up, and then replied: "Behind? Yes, we are behind, but is the game over?"

"That's not true."

"Lampard, you are also an old player, why can't you keep calm? Those people outside say that our tactics are not good-looking, or that we are a tortoise tactic, it doesn't matter, let them say whatever they like, we

Don't be affected by it. Everyone likes beautiful playing methods, but football is realistic and cruel. The truth is only when you win the game." After Mourinho said this, he took a bite of the banana and waited until he was completely

After swallowing it, he continued to speak.

"Judging from the scene, we are indeed very passive. That's because Naples is playing at home and the momentum is very strong! It's like a sharp blade that has just been polished. We don't need to go head-to-head with him. In Lin Yu's words,

What are you talking about?"

"Avoid its edge!" Lin Yu said with a smile.

"That's right, just avoid the edge." We have some physical problems. After all, we are fighting in a different place and cannot be compared with Naples. In addition, during the rest of the past two nights, there are always Naples fans making noise outside the hotel.

I guess everyone didn’t sleep much, right?”

"Hehe, I didn't pay much attention." Lin Yu scratched his head and said a little embarrassed.

"Oh, who has a heart as big as yours? You are so calm in everything. That night I heard the commotion outside and I almost stayed up all night, but you were snoring like thunder." He said with Lin.

Azar, who lived in the same room as Yu, shook his head and said.

"You all must learn from Lin Yu. Even I should learn from him. We will encounter many such things in the future. If we are disturbed and unable to sleep every time, then the game will be impossible to play, even if I

If you really want to change your playing style, you don't have the physical strength to do it." Mourinho laughed.

He smiled and said: "So for today's game, don't be anxious. Let's play step by step, play steadily, focus on defense, just leave one Lin Yu in front, and everyone else will retreat to defense. We must wear down Naples' spirit."

It's almost done, then follow my orders and launch the attack."

"What if they keep being so aggressive?"

"If their energy is not sapped, then they can lose this game. The premise is that the score must not be expanded any more. Of course, this is the worst plan. I don't believe that our Mr. Golden Ball will endure it."

Can you live with loneliness and not score a goal in the whole game?" Mourinho glanced at Lin Yu and said.

"Although I dare not say that I will score 100% of the time, it is close. Naples attacks very fiercely, and there must be problems in the defense. I just need to seize one opportunity." Lin Yu nodded.

"Does everyone have any objection to what I said?" Mourinho finally asked.

"No objection!"

What can the players say?

The pursuit of beautiful football is what fans like, and the pursuit of players and coaches is always to win the game!

Whether it's defense or offense, it doesn't matter to them. As long as they can win this game and let out a bad breath, then nothing will be a problem.

A football team is not an idol group. Idol groups can accept opinions from fans and then put them into action to help idol groups increase their popularity and affinity.

But a football team is different. If a football team does whatever the fans say, it will be a mess. Without a fixed style of play, the team will collapse sooner or later.

Whether it is Bayern, Dortmund, Barcelona or Real Madrid who have performed well in the past few seasons, they all have their own tactical system.

Whether it looks good or not, it all comes down to victory.

Bayern has excellent wings, so he can use both wings to fly together!

Dortmund's young players have impact, so they dare to use life-threatening tactics! But without Lin Yu, a physical monster, Dortmund's tactics, although beautiful, will be very difficult to handle in the face of multi-line combat!

Barcelona and Real Madrid also have their own things that they insist on. No matter what the fans or the media say, it seems that everyone is an expert, but it is useless. They will play whatever they want.

Chelsea insists on Mourinho's style of play. Although they have made slight improvements to enhance the tacit understanding of frontcourt steals and short passes, overall they are still defensive counterattacks. This is why Mourinho leads no matter where he plays.

The reason why the performance of any team will not be any worse is that from Benfica, who only led the team for a short period of time, to Porto, which won the Triple Crown, and then to Chelsea, he has proven time and again how good his playing style is.

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Therefore, as his players, there will never be any doubt.

Chelsea is an iron-blooded team, warriors full of fighting spirit, not assassins, mages or anything else, so the path they want to take must also be a warrior path full of killing and tragic atmosphere.

Every club has its own tradition and its own spiritual connotation. Chelsea's performance has not been very good for a long time because it has not found its own spiritual connotation.

Later, it was not until Mourinho came that he injected an iron-blooded essence into this team. Even if he left later, Chelsea never abandoned this quality, so they were able to win the Champions League under extremely difficult circumstances.

champion.

Now that Mourinho is back, this iron-blooded nature will be even more worthy of being carried forward.

"Even if you die, you must die standing!"

"Even if you lose, keep your head high!"

"There is no Chelsea that cannot afford to lose, only Chelsea that does not want to lose!"

After finishing a banana, Mourinho threw the banana peel into the trash can, then wiped his hands with a tissue. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes sharp and infectious.

"Many people ask me why I returned to Chelsea. I didn't want to answer before, but I can tell you today!"

"Here is my spirit, my dreams, and the passion that makes my heart surge! I can't find such passion in Real Madrid. It's really a pity. Although I want to integrate my ideas into Real Madrid, they

I have my own aristocratic ideas, which are incompatible with mine. Actually, no one can blame anyone for my breakup with Real Madrid. It can only be said that my ideas are incompatible."

"I'm glad I'm back at Chelsea, where I can find everything I want! What about you? Are you willing to follow me and create a dynasty that belongs to Chelsea?"

"Yes!" The voices in the locker room were neat and heroic. Although everyone knew that this was the head coach's usual motivational method, they still couldn't restrain their inner excitement.

"Okay, I hope the Iron Blood will stay at Chelsea forever, and let Chelsea's flag fly over the entire continent of Europe! Now, go to the field, defeat the little Naples, and let them know that they are destined to only be a stepping stone for the Chelsea dynasty!" Murry

Neo waved his arms and said.

"Wacha, coach, what you said made me a little bit unbearable!" Lin Yu and Mourinho have similar temperaments. Most of the things Mourinho thinks about, he has also thought about.

What Ao said was what he wanted to say in his heart, so naturally, he was affected the most by these words.

"It's better to hold back and play. Although Naples is very strong, it's not time for you to use all your strength." Mourinho smiled and said: "Okay, no more words, time has passed."

Oh, did you hear the roar outside? It was the roar of more than 70,000 Naples fans. I don’t like hearing it, so I hope someone can shut them up!”

"Hehe, this matter is all on me." Lin Yu rubbed his nose and was the first to rush out of the locker room.

The moment he walked out of the players' tunnel, Lin Yu suddenly stopped. He found something extra in the stands, which was a huge cardboard portrait.

There are two heads drawn on the cardboard, one is the football king Maradona, and the other is Higuain.

Perhaps because of Maradona's relationship, the people of Naples have a special fondness for Argentine players. Higuain has only been transferred to Naples for the second season and he was regarded as Maradona's successor.

"That portrait didn't seem to be there in the first half, right?" Lin Yu asked his teammates next to him.

"Well, indeed not."

At this time Mourinho also came over. He smiled and said: "These fans are also very smart. The reason why they didn't take out that thing in the first half was mainly because they were worried that we were ahead and would not be able to save face.

It’s a discredit to the football king and their god.”

"Hey, do you mean you won't be afraid when you take it out now?"

"It's up to you to decide." Mourinho smiled and walked towards the coaching bench.

Lin Yu was still standing there. He suddenly pointed at Maradona on the drawing board, smiled and said: "I'm sorry, King of Football. Although I don't have the honor to compete with the dynasty you created, today,

Just watch me crush Naples under my feet."

As for Higuain, Lin Yu really didn't take it to heart.

Higuain's ability is indeed good and he can be considered a first-class forward, but he is no longer on the same level as him.

As soon as he finished saying this, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

He turned around and saw that it was Napoli defender Cannavaro.

Although Cannavaro is now older, he can still occupy a main position in Naples, and his defense is also relatively good.

"Young man, if you say that, you're not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue?"

"Do you understand Chinese?" Lin Yu asked strangely. What he just said was in Chinese. It was a completely subconscious reaction. He thought that no one nearby could understand it.

Cannavaro shook his head and said to Lin Yu in English: "No, I don't understand Chinese, but I can also see what you want to express. Your expression and movements betray you."

In the first half, because Chelsea's offense was weak, Lin Yu didn't have much competition with the Naples defenders, and he had almost no confrontation with Cannavaro, so he didn't know what Cannavaro's current level was, and Cannavaro was

Navarro, I don’t know his level either.

"Would you like me to translate it for you in Italian or English? I'm not afraid of people knowing what I mean. In the second half, I'm going to blow you away!" Lin Yu smiled, without any respect for the seniors.

, or in awe, it seemed that before his eyes, Cannavaro was just an ordinary defender.

"No need, your words are enough to make me angry. I'm waiting. You did a good job in the Premier League, but when you get to Italy, it's better not to be so sharp, so as not to suffer a disadvantage."

"Thanks for the reminder, senior. It's a pity that the junior is used to being arrogant, and it's hard to come to the stadium where the football king once played. It would be a waste not to take this opportunity to cause a scene."

"Okay! You have the guts!" Cannavaro glanced at Lin Yu one last time, turned back to his team, and walked to the court with his teammates.

Lin Yu noticed that Higuain also glanced this way. The look in his eyes was unconvincing and a challenge!

He smiled and looked at Higuain provocatively until Higuain turned his head.

"Let's go too. I guess the fans in front of the TV can't wait." Lin Yu also waved to his teammates behind him and stepped onto the Sao Paulo Stadium together.

The game officially started in the second half. Will Mourinho's rhetoric in the locker room have an effect? ​​(To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)