Extraordinary coach

"Hey! We seem to be shrinking our defense!"

"And it seems we are parking the bus!"

At this point, the fans of the Nice team also recognized this situation.

"We shrink back as soon as we are ahead. Isn't this too much?"

"What? I think this is great!" Richard said happily.

"That's how it should be. We attack when we want to attack and retreat when we want to retreat. The rhythm of the game is completely in our hands. This is the best way to play."

"But, parking the bus is not very good-looking."

"What's wrong with parking the bus? Winning the game is the truth! Believe it or not, if we play like this, Schalke 04 will be the most uncomfortable team?" Richard said with a righteous look.

People who don't know Richard may not know that what Richard hated most in the past was seeing a team park the bus.

What he was most proud of in the past was that the Nice team played offensive football and never parked the bus. He also threatened that if the Nice team parked the bus one day, he would never be a fan of the Nice team again.

Now, haha, Nice is firmly at the top of the French Ligue 1, what else do they want? And they are also temporarily at the top of the group in the Europa League. Richard naturally forgot what he said before.

If someone uses this to squeeze him. Richard will say that he didn't understand football before. Now, of course, the tactical style that only wins is the best.

"Haha. Come on! Nice! Park the bus and piss them off!"

Amid the laughter of Richard and others, Nice really kept parking the bus, making Schalke 04, who were eager to equalize the score, want to vomit blood.

"Attack! Smash their turtle shells."

"These guys without balls, they only know how to park the bus! So annoying!"

"Sun, you park the bus so well, does your father Mourinho know?"

"Sun, you are the general manager of a bus company. You should drive a bus, not be a coach. You are wasting your talent as a coach."

Seeing that Schalke 04 couldn't do anything with Nice's iron bucket formation after falling behind, the home team fans in the stands were a little angry and yelled. Some people couldn't help but make up jokes to mock Sun Yi.

"Come out. Don't shrink!"

"If you are a man, attack! If you don't dare to attack, what are you? A turtle? Or a woman?"

"Huh~~~"

Just as the Schalke 04 fans kept insulting and booing, the Nice team on the field launched an attack.

The goalkeeper kicked the ball to the front court, but this time, Dong Fangzhuo actually won the high ball.

Although the ball he headed was a little far from the target, Salah in that area relied on his speed and keen sense of smell to rush to the ball and catch it in the first time.

After catching the ball, Salah immediately dribbled forward. A defender of Schalke 04 rushed over to defend. But he rushed too hard, and Salah seized the opportunity and passed him lightly.

After passing one person, Salah picked up his speed and started running towards the opponent's penalty area.

Salah's combination of man and ball is very good. When dribbling, it did not affect his forward speed at all. This made it difficult for the opponent's defender to interfere or intercept him after he rushed up. He could only be dragged all the way to the backcourt to retreat desperately.

At the same time, Dong Fangzhuo also ran all the way to the penalty area of ​​​​Salke 04. His speed was also very fast, which allowed him to follow up in time. And his follow-up was also a huge restraint for the Schalke 04 defenders, making it impossible for them to divide their forces to stop Salah.

After retreating to the penalty area, Schalke 04's defenders could no longer retreat. Their defensive stalwart Geis stopped to intercept Salah. However, facing Geis's defense, Salah calmly moved sideways and directly avoided the obstruction in front of him.

Salah did not give Geis a chance to move sideways to make up for it, and then shot with his left foot.

"Bang!" With a sound, the football spun outwards, and with the goalkeeper's desperate save, it plunged into the far corner of the goal.

GOAL!!!!!!

2:0.

Nice extended its lead to two goals.

"Yeah!!! Goal again! It's Salah again!"

"Salah! Salah!!!" Richard and others immediately cheered wildly. The shouts of just a few dozen people seemed very powerful!

"This~"

"How could this happen?"

The fans of Schalke 04 were stunned at the moment. Their faces were full of disappointment.

It's not like that. We asked you to attack. We asked you not to shrink in the penalty area. The goal is to let you attack and give us a chance to score. Not to let you attack and score against us.

"Haha. It's done! This game is a sure win!"

Sun Yi laughed and clapped his hands with Dio.

"Haha. Our tactics were a great success today! Although I want to be more modest, I can't help but say it. This game is completely in our hands. The fruits of victory are already in our hands." Dio was so happy today. It was rare for him to be so wanton.

Listening to the laughter from the bench next door, Breitenreiter could only frown and couldn't say a word.

What else could he say?

The opponent launched a massive attack, and Schalke 04 didn't hold on.

The opponent set up a bus, and Schalke 04 besieged for a long time, but they couldn't hold on again after a counterattack.

From the beginning of this game, he never had control over the situation. He was always being led by Sun Yi.

Now that the situation has become like this, he feels that the defense must be reorganized after returning, and he can only try his best to let Schalke 04 launch an attack.

However, the game has been played for nearly 40 minutes, and there are only a few minutes left in the first half.

In these few minutes, Breitenreiter can't do anything, and his Schalke 04 team can't do anything either.

Later, the first half was over.

Schalke 04, with a disadvantage of two goals behind, hurried back to the locker room amid the dissatisfied voices of the home fans.

The Nice team walked back to the locker room slowly with smiles on their faces.

After the halftime break, the two sides quickly started the second half of the game.

"Send Q!"

"Sun, you are so cruel!"

When the second half started, Breitenreiter couldn't help but swear, and then turned his head with indignation and glared at Sun Yi on the bench next to him.

"550, why don't you just play 10.0.0?" These words were almost squeezed out from Breitenreiter's teeth.

He really hated it! He hated his players' disappointment and Sun Yi's shamelessness.

The 541 formation was already exaggerated enough. After the start of the second half, Nice was even more exaggerated, directly using a 550 formation without a striker.

This clearly did not give Schalke 04 any chance to survive!