Coaching career started as a college team coach

"Do you want to play in the European war?" Pochettino blushed and stood in the middle of the locker room.

"Yes." A weak voice said.

"I can't see that you want to!" Pochettino shook his finger, "The state you showed in the first half doesn't look like a team that wants to play in the European war at all!"

"You know the situation very well. The fifth place will play in the Europa League, and the top four will play in the Champions League. That's the fact, you all know it's like this." Pochettino said, "We are sixth now. If we continue like this, we will have nothing."

"Wolves are in front of us. As long as we can win this game, we will have a chance to play in the European war!" Pochettino said, "This is very simple, you know it better than me."

"But from the current situation, you don't look like a team that wants to win the game. Instead, you are stunned by them!" Pochettino looked around, the players lowered their heads, and basically no one looked at him.

"A tactical corner kick, so what? That's just because we haven't seen this routine, that's all! We didn't lose a single goal in the rest of the first half!"

Everyone raised their heads and looked at each other. Thinking about it, it seems that it makes sense. So it seems that they can still win?

"So what can't you do to defeat your opponents? Your strength can crush them!" Pochettino said firmly, "It's just that you are willing to win and fight for the remaining 45 minutes."

Pochettino looked at the players with satisfaction as they raised their heads, with flames in their eyes.

"Okay, then fight for the second half!!"

At the beginning of the second half, Tottenham's fierce attack came. But although Pochettino spoke very well and his speech was also impassioned, he himself was sitting on the bench, and he was still a little unsure.

Fight for the second half of the game, that's what he said, but Pochettino was actually not sure if he could win this game.

To be honest, he knew that Tottenham played very abnormally in this game, but Pochettino thought that the problem was in the midfield.

Moussa Dembele struggled in this game, and Pochettino was already considering replacing him. But why was he struggling so much? Pochettino thought that it was because there was Haaland waiting for an opportunity behind him, and Dale did not provide protection for Dembele.

Pochettino knew that some things could not be solved by simply replacing someone. If the problem in the midfield was not solved, Tottenham's offense would always be unsmooth.

But how to solve it?

Should we just let the four people in front come back? That would be like cutting off his own arms.

Pochettino paced back and forth, not knowing what to do, and suddenly an idea popped up-why not abandon the midfield directly?

Pochettino thought carefully, and this idea really made sense. Tottenham's wingers on both sides pressed forward, directly passed the ball to the frontcourt players, and then handed it over to the four people in front to solve the problem. In this way, the frontcourt can continuously create a situation of more people against fewer people, forming a numerical advantage!

Isn't this good?

At this time, Pochettino's mind was full of winning, so when he thought of this idea with high risks and high returns, he couldn't stop. The only problem is that if this is the case, more balls may be lost.

Sending more people in the frontcourt means that there will be fewer people in the backcourt when the ball is transferred.

Pochettino stopped and looked at what to do? He raised his head and looked in the direction of Wei Le next to him. At this time, Wei Le was still standing in front of the coaching seat. The young Chinese man wearing a crimson hoodie and a scarf now looked confident.

Pochettino complained more than once that he didn't look like a coach at all, but more like a college student visiting an art museum. He was well-mannered and had nothing to do with football, a sport that was mostly rough.

But he had to admit that he had become the youngest of the most powerful head coaches in the world by leading his team to the top five in the Premier League.

If you say that the predicament of Tottenham today is not a special arrangement by Wei Le, Pochettino will not believe it!

What should be done? Pochettino sighed.

His former mentor, Argentina's legendary coach Bielsa, once told him that if he couldn't think of what to do, then attack.

Pochettino looked at the two sides still entangled on the field, gritted his teeth, and made a decision.

"Tell Moussa to pass the ball forward more, and others pass the ball past the midfield, and we will attack directly from the wing!" Pochettino walked up and said a few words to Aurier, "Tell Moussa not to save energy, I will change players before 70 minutes., let's see if we can score a goal before that."

Ollier's dark face showed surprise and a hint of confusion, but he still nodded, "I know, I'll tell him now."

"Yeah."

Watching Olier run away, Pochettino took a deep breath. He hoped that his gambling decision would give him a satisfactory result. To be honest, Pochettino himself is definitely not a fuel-saving lamp, and he is not a person who strives for insurance.

Many coaches give priority to insurance. In such a situation, they may choose to play steadily and not lose more balls.

And Pochettino chose to gamble his future.

But Pochettino's entanglement happened to be seen by Celars.

Cellars walked up and muttered a few words to Wei Le, but he didn't expect Wei Le to smile and nodded, not surprised at all.

"You thought he would be entangled a long time ago?"

"Yes, he wants to win, and he will be anxious. "Wei Le said calmly, "In the end, he only had one choice, that is, to play long passes and attack players to press forward."

"Too radical, right?"

"Yes, but if he didn't do that, he wouldn't be Pochettino." Wei Le said with a smile, "The genes written in his blood are all the word 'attack', how could he shrink his defense?"

"But, this is exactly the same as our pre-match deployment?" Celars was a little surprised, because when making tactical deployments before the game, all of Wei Le's tactical deployments were prepared for the opponent's bombardment.

And until the 60th minute, Wei Le's "planned" bombardment had not yet arrived. Celars originally thought that this might be Wei Le's mistake, but he didn't expect that he was on the second level, but Wei Le was on the fifth level!

"Watch it, our focus before the game is counterattack!" Wei Le said confidently.