Coaching career started as a college team coach

Wei Le sat in his seat with a relaxed mood. He had been lying at home for a few days a few days ago, and his waist injury was almost recovered. Today, he came to the stadium in full swing, and he could finally stand up and command on the field he was familiar with.

But unexpectedly, at the beginning of the game, perhaps because the weather was a bit too cold, Everton players seemed not ready yet!

In the 3rd minute, Rooney made a long pass to the right, and Walcott and him didn't even think of going together. As a result, no one touched the ball, and the ball flew out of the baseline. Goodison Park sighed.

Wolves kicked the ball.

Goalkeeper Martinez tried his best to kick the ball forward. The ball was kicked out, and the field was slippery. He slipped to the ground without standing firmly!

But everyone's attention was not on Martinez. The ball flew high over almost all Wolves and Everton players and flew to the front court of Wolves!

"I'll do it!" Michael Keane took a step forward and tried to head the ball back. Everyone thought it would be another mediocre and unsuccessful attack. Even Ben Godfrey didn't look forward, but turned back to confirm Jovic's position.

As a result, Michael Keane jumped high and felt that the position of the ball seemed to be wrong. When he bent forward to reach the ball, his body had begun to fall, and the ball passed over his head!

He missed the ball!

"It's broken!"

Goodison Park exclaimed, and Everton players were dumbfounded. How could this happen? ! Behind Michael Keane was Trossard, the left winger who kept running forward!

There was no one around Trossard within five meters. He easily unloaded the ball with the instep of his foot, and then accelerated to the bottom line.

Ben Godfrey keenly noticed the problem. He rushed over to fill the gap of the right back and flew out to block Trossard's cross!

But Trossard's left foot was gently lowered, pushing the ball forward again, so Godfrey missed the shovel and flew directly out of the baseline, almost hitting the billboard, and couldn't stop Trossard at all.

At this time, Bowen on the other side was also running. After noticing Michael Keane's header, he took advantage of his speed and quickly moved forward into the penalty area, just waiting for Trossard's cross!

The cross bypassed Pickford's hands and came right in front of Bowen!

Bowen stretched out his right leg without hesitation, shoveled the ball into the goal, and flew in with the football, and was finally wrapped up by the net!

The ball went in! ! !

"Everton players seem to be sleepwalking!" Martin Taylor, who was arranged to comment on this game, was very surprised. "Starting from Michael Keane, it seems that no one has woken up."

"He rashly headed forward and missed the person he was supposed to be marking behind him. The landing point of this header should have been Rooney's coverage. Where is Rooney? He is strolling in the frontcourt!"

"Godfrey tried very hard, but he still didn't know his former teammate well. The flying tackle directly threw himself out of the baseline, allowing Trossard to complete the cross. Bowen on the other side directly threw the left back away, and there was no one defending him in the penalty area!"

"So what about Michael Keane who just made a mistake? He didn't return to the penalty area until Pickford picked up the ball from the goal!"

"Everton's backcourt rotation completely collapsed, and this is not because the technology can't keep up, it's because they didn't get into the rhythm of the game!"

Wolves were very surprised by the sudden goal, and they celebrated directly in the penalty area! Trossard ran over and "rescued" Bowen from the opponent's goal.

At this time, even Martinez in the backcourt ran over to celebrate with the players in front.

Wei Le was even more smiling. The broadcast camera captured Wei Le's grinning, surprised and surprised expression, as if saying: This can also go in? !

"Why don't you just shoot the goal?" Martinez hugged Trossard's head with a pair of big hands, constantly rubbing his silver hair, and "complained", "In this way, I will have an assist!"

"Hey!" Trossard said dissatisfiedly, "How can it be so easy to score a goal?"

"I don't care! How difficult it is for a goalkeeper to have an assist!"

Allardyce on the other side completely lost the ease before the start. Now his face is full of clouds, and he shouts loudly to the players on the field.

"No, why didn't it work?!"

"What are you doing? Are you still asleep? Or did I take too much when I was having sex with you last night and I'm still insane now?!"

The Everton players on the field seemed a little guilty, and they didn't dare to look at the coach with fire in his eyes.and quickly returned to his position.

In this game, it can be seen that Allardyce has made great efforts to adjust the team's defensive arrangement, and deliberately selected a faster central defender to limit the Wolves' wing attack.

Unexpectedly, before his deployment took effect, the Wolves had already scored!

"Damn it." Allardyce threw out a British national curse, angrily spit out the Wrigley chewing gum in his mouth and wrapped it up, then took out the one that Wei Le gave him before the game and stuffed it into his mouth.

After chewing it, Allardyce's thick eyebrows trembled, and he said to himself-

"Damn, this watermelon flavor is delicious."

The sweet taste seemed to temporarily relieve Allardyce's anxiety and dissatisfaction. He still stood in the technical area and did not return to his seat.

The game started again soon, but the situation was no different.

Just as the goal just showed, Everton's defense line seemed unable to withstand the impact of the Wolves. After losing the ball, Everton players still seemed unable to wake up and still made many low-level mistakes.

Godfrey, who played against his old club, turned out to be the best player.

Michael Keane, who had made a mistake before and lost the ball, made another low-level mistake a few minutes later. During the transmission in the backcourt, he seemed to be frightened by the high-pressure defense of Wolves.

When the ball was passed back from the right back, Michael Keane took it for granted that goalkeeper Pickford would come to deal with it, so he directly let the ball pass, but he didn't expect Pickford to not come out at all!

Trossard ran past him again, and Michael Keane quickly grabbed the corner of Trossard's clothes. Pickford screamed in horror and rushed out to kick the ball to the front court.

Trossard complained to the referee that Keane's action constituted a foul, but the referee didn't blow it in the end.

"What are you doing?!" Pickford shouted loudly.

Michael Keane raised his right hand to apologize, but didn't say anything else.