Coaching career started as a college team coach

///I'm back! This weekend was very fruitful. I found that some of the plots describing the training before were actually unreasonable. I was really inspired. The bad news is that the author caught a cold. ///

Lyon finally won Wolves by 1 goal, but people who have watched this game will say that the score can't reflect the process of the game at all. In this game, Wolves seemed to have lost their souls and couldn't pass the ball to the front court for a long time.

The mid-position pressing that Wolves were proud of was pushed to pieces.

Only 1 goal was lost because Martinez was in great shape.

"Martinez was playing 1 to 10 in the game. His condition was too good. At the same time, the condition of the Wolves players was too bad!" The commentator Lineker's words were very appropriate. Although it was not 1 to 21, the condition of the Wolves players in this game really made Martinez feel the feeling of 1VS11.

But Martinez was in a good mood.

After the game, he was still comforting other players in return.

"Hey, it's okay, isn't it just one game? You see, I lost the clean sheet award, what did I say? You don't have to worry about not getting the goal bonus?!" Martinez put his arm around Jota's shoulders.

Such a statement made Jota laugh, which diluted some of the regrets of losing away.

Wei Le did not criticize everyone's performance too much, although to be fair, the team's performance in this game should indeed be severely criticized. But Wei Le thinks that encouragement should be the main focus for young players.

"To be fair, you didn't perform well." Wei Le stood in the middle of everyone and said seriously, "Of course, this is also due to us as a coaching team. Our tactics were restrained. And your performance on the field is indeed... unsatisfactory."

"The game is over, maybe you will dream about it in your dreams, but the result of this game has been determined. We did lose."

"But this is not the end of the world." Wei Le pointed to the big screen behind him, which was broadcasting the real-time standings.

After four rounds, Wolves has two wins, one draw and one loss, with 7 points, currently ranking first in the standings, while Lyon, in second place, is chasing closely, with one win and three draws and 6 points, while Atalanta, in third place, has one win, two draws and one loss, with 5 points.

Apollo Limassol has already withdrawn from the competition for qualification in advance, with two draws and two losses, and currently only 2 points, ranking fourth in the group.

"We can see that Lyon has caught up now, but we still have the initiative." Wei Le pointed to the standings, "but this does not mean that we can sit back and relax."

"If we lose the next game and Atalanta wins, they will be the first. If Lyon wins, they will also be the first, it's that simple."

"So, the group of death does not mean that it is difficult to qualify, but that the situation is confusing and there is suspense until the last moment." Wei Le's voice was not loud, but very firm.

"At present, we have no chance to meet Lyon again. But we still have other games to play, and we still have two group matches to play, so if we want to take the initiative, we must win all the next games!"

"I believe that you will not be willing to be defeated by Lyon, so let us take revenge on Apollo Limassol and Atalanta!"

Since the next league match against Watford will start in three days, Watford is not a very strong team. Wei Le has decided to use half of the main players in this game, so Wei Le even gave some players a holiday.

"It seems that you are not angry at all?" On the way to the press conference room, Celars asked beside Wei Le.

The performance just now did not seem like Wei Le was angry anyway. Wei Le not only did not get angry, but also gave everyone a holiday. Although everyone responded well to this and the atmosphere was finally not as silent as at the beginning, Celars was a little worried.

After all, the players performed poorly and lost the game. He felt that they should be tougher and criticized.

"I criticized it." Wei Le was a little surprised, "Didn't I say it? I said it wasn't a good performance."

"But, that's it?" Celars was also a little surprised. He seemed to be out of sync with Wei Le. The two of them didn't seem to be talking about the same thing. In his opinion, this was not really a criticism.

"Well..." Wei Le stopped. He was not in a hurry now. He could chat with Celars for a while.

"I understand what you mean. Let's imagine a situation. If you were a player, you had just finished a bad game, and you knew that you had made a mistake.I didn't play well, so I was walking in fear. "

"You went back to the locker room, and everyone was silent. No one was talking. Everyone was worried that they were responsible, and they were also worried that they would be isolated in the team and would disappoint their teammates, and you were the same. "

"At this time, when your head coach came in, with a gloomy face, he scanned everyone, took a deep breath, and began to scold everyone, starting with the goalkeeper. "

"They said you were confused on the field, that you had a brain seizure, and you were confused and at a loss, like a donkey with its head covered! You should have been sent to the reserve team or retired directly!" Wei Le said fiercely, and Celars was stunned.

Wei Le paused, and Celars opened his mouth slightly, obviously not reacting to what Wei Le had just said.

He now knew that if Wei Le really scolded, he could scold very badly.

Wei Le was not incapable of scolding, nor was he soft-hearted.

"What do you feel at this time? "Wei Le asked.

Serrars shook his head, "I'm afraid they will be very scared, and then, they will be particularly desperate and helpless, and feel uneasy about the future."

"More importantly, you will be afraid of the feeling of losing, and you will feel that losing is the end of the world." Wei Le added, "Do you think this means that the players want to win?"

"No!" Wei Le answered his own question without waiting for Sierrars to speak, "Of course not, they will only be more nervous and more timid during the game, worried that one of their actions will affect the outcome of the game."

"Is that so..." Wei Le's words made Sierrars frown.

"Scott (Sierrars), I think the current situation of our team is not that we will not win, but that we will not lose." Wei Le's words were a little serious, "We are all young people, and we don't have much experience."

"On the other hand, if everyone acts a lot more relaxed like I said, what does it mean?"

"It means that they will realize that even if they lose, even if they lose in this way, it's no big deal. This is not the last game, there are other games coming up. "

"If there is a problem, think about how to solve it. Besides that, eat when it's time to eat, sleep when it's time to sleep, and relax when it's time to take a vacation. After all, football is just a part of life."

"Relax a little, Scott." Wei Le spread his hands and smiled, "Although our team is now a big house with holes and leaks, it can at least accommodate us to sit down and drink a cup of tea."

"Sir, they said it's your turn to do the interview." Lyon's press officer came over and said in unstandard English. Wei Le nodded to show that he understood.

Before entering the press conference room, he turned around and made a "raise a cup and drink tea" gesture to Celars who was stunned in place, and then smiled and pushed open the door.