Green Life

The problem of dual virtues has plagued England since Eriksson's era. Both of them play as top midfielders who come in from behind, and they need to arrange people to be responsible for defense and scheduling.

The best time Gerrard played for Liverpool was when Alonso and Hamann were behind him.

McLaren is a cook, and he put in Barry as the solution, but it didn't make any sense.

The biggest problem with these two is that they occupy each other's space. If Mark Qin came to line up, he would arrange Gerrard to the right.

Left midfielder Ashley Cole and right midfielder Phillips have a good idea, and they defend and counterattack steadily, but England at least defended very steadily in Eriksson's era, and he can't do it.

What's more, there is such a buttery player as Carlson. He can't play the main force in Liverpool. It can be seen how serious the goalkeeper shortage in England was in those years. He is almost the same as Robinson.

Rainwater is the premise of all evils, so it seems to be well known that there is no evil under the sun.

Ma Keqin and Beckham sat together, and Beckham's smiling expression didn't know whether he was managing or really confident.

A few minutes after the start of the game, the sword of Damocles fell as scheduled, and Kovac took an ordinary long shot from 35 meters away. Because of the wet and slippery field and the falling rain, the speed of the ball accelerated after hitting the ground.

Carlsen also maintained a half-squat position to catch the ball with both hands, even though the ball had quickly slid past his arms and into the net.

There were fatal mistakes in the judgment of the speed of the ball and the trajectory of the ball. He looked like a puppet, completely lost in this gloomy and depressing atmosphere.

McLaren had to jump outside to get wet before his butt was hot, and he had a shivering feeling, his heart was jumping!

All the arrangements came to naught with this goal, they had to attack!

But how many offensive players are there on the court?

McLaren feels like a badass!

Good coaches never think that defense is built by the number of defensive players, that can only create chaos!

The anxiety of mentality can be found in the chaotic formation of England on the field. The weak striker made Gerrard and Lampard have to press up, and Barry could not withstand the counterattack of Modric and Kovac in the back.

So in less than 15 minutes, he passed through England's heavily fortified center with an easy kick. Olic was extremely relaxed and accomplished it overnight!

Two to zero!

McLaren's scalp is numb, and Wembley is silent!

The cold rain makes my heart cool!

He didn't even know what to do, how to adjust, his foot had already stepped into the abyss, howling in the air!

Peterson helped his headset, not knowing how to explain it, it was so heavy at this moment.

The whole of England is dead silent!

The Croatian players are celebrating wildly, although they have already qualified, but this is Wembley~

Even Beckham lost his smile.

In the 21st minute, Croatia shot,

In the 26th minute, Croatia shot,

Shoot, shoot, shoot!

Very embarrassed.

McLaren is on the sidelines, not playing that beautiful orchid umbrella, like a clown.

Ma Keqin's face was numb, as if he was watching a movie.

He had prepared himself mentally before he came, and watched it fall into the abyss~

He's not some sort of savior.

Laughter and tears are what this group of fans must endure, why not themselves?

Because this is life.

Only with a heartbroken heart can we break out of the cocoon and be reborn. If Mark Qin remembers correctly, the complete reform of England's youth training is also the result of this defeat.

Carlsen finally did not become a sinner through the ages. He caught high and low blocks, and still kept the goal from being penetrated again.

Three to zero is the time of death.

Now at least I can hold my breath.

Thirty minutes later, England finally organized a few decent attacks, and the best chance came in the 37th minute.

Ashley Cole broke in from the left and crossed Lampard. Lampard passed straight to Crouch in the penalty area. Crouch was not fast enough, so he had to fall to the ground with his long legs before the opponent's defender cleared the siege. The ball was poked to Phillips who was already in the gap.

At that time, just a burst shot could solve the problem, but he obviously hesitated, and actually stopped the ball for a while. It was this stop that allowed the opponent's defender to block it in time.

When he hit the door again, there was no line!

McClaren raised his head on the sidelines and sighed, God is going to kill me, what a chance, if he can get a goal back, there will be hope for the second half!

More than half of England's main players were injured in this game, and there is a reason for playing like this.

The referee finally blew the half-time whistle, and McLaren entered the locker room without stopping and turning around.

Substitutions must be made and the offense must be strengthened!

To replace a backcourt and replace a striker, Beckham is definitely going to play, but he hesitated in the last one.

Joe Cole on the left was injured, so he brought Mark Qin, but, can he do it?

Although he performed at the star level on the left side of Liverpool, he hesitated in such a game.

In the dressing room, no one spoke, McLaren was singing a one-man show,

"We have to strengthen our offense in the second half!"

"Defoe, you replace Barry", he still dare not replace any of the double virtues, sometimes this is the courage of the head coach.

"David, you replace Phillips"

"There are still forty-five minutes in the game, we still have a chance, cheer up, we just need to equalize!"

Speaking of this, he saw Ma Keqin with his head down, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind!

"Mark, you replace Bridge, Ashley, you go back at the back"

oh~

Mark Qin was not the only one who looked up in surprise. Bridge, Ashley Cole, Lampard, and Gerrard all looked at McLaren in surprise, how dare you!

"We need to strengthen our offense! It doesn't make sense for us to lose a few times, Mark, show your performance in Liverpool!"

Ma Keqin just came to his senses, he really has his own business, I am here to visit, okay?

"Okay, understand"

McLaren was nervously arranging tactics on the tactical board. Even though he couldn't play any of them, with Beckham, England's style of play was "give the ball to Beckham"!

What tactics are there to talk about!

The biggest problem with any mediocre coach is self-righteousness. They don't have a deep understanding of the players, thinking that putting players together like statistics will make a difference.

Ma Keqin wanted to vomit on his face. The double Dejia Beckham in the frontcourt already has three big possessions. Why do you want me to go up? Defense?

No ball I kick a fart, I'm not Gattuso!

It's just that he is like the baggy monk in Yitian Tulong now, he can't say it, he can't say it, his toothache hurts too much!

The second half of the game has begun.

"McLaren has changed three players at once, Defoe, David and Mark? My God~", Peterson was completely shattered by eighteen lightning bolts!

What is he doing? Is it a friendly match?

His brain short-circuited? Into the water? Kicked by a donkey? It was still crushed by the door!

Julie next to her was not excited when she saw Ma Keqin playing, only scared!

What game is this? A bad one is a sinner through the ages!

madness! idolt! I fuck Nima! McLaren!

If there is a Gatling, Julie will definitely bludgeon him!

At some point, Ma Keqin already held a special place in her heart.

She could bear his cynicism,

She can accept his bad temper,

She let him laugh and scold,

Because she understands that he is actually very kind.

Even if more people questioned and puzzled, Ma Keqin still had to stand on this court for 45 minutes.

To get through it with a bunch of guys that most of him haven't played with yet.

Try to give the fans a little hope, and give yourself a chance.

The audience cheered when Beckham came on, but there was only sporadic applause when Mark Qin came on.

He played well in Liverpool, but this is England, can he do it?

Gerrard patted him on the shoulder, "Take it easy, play like you're in a club!"

"Yeah," he nodded heavily.

This cold rainy night~

Very bleak~

I'm standing on the bridge

Looking at the dawn~