Midfielder

A victory in a game can only temporarily shut up those critics, but the discussion about Mourinho, the unpleasant guy, and the black-haired boy has never stopped, and those questioning voices still surround the Benfica team.

Don't think that those people who talk nonsense will stop their chattering because of a victory in a game. As long as they don't like you, even if you can win a 10:0, it will be in vain. They will always find fault with you in various places.

Don't care whether these people are professionals or not. They dare to stand in front of the TV screen and open their mouths and spray everywhere. Anyway, in their eyes, there are no coaches who can coach, and no players who can play football. Of course, the premise must be that you make them unhappy.

Some people even make fun of Lin Yi's age. They have to use private detectives to check whether this kid is Mourinho's illegitimate child. A 15-year-old professional player? When these people look at this question, they are full of mocking smiles.

But it didn't affect Lin Yi, because he never cared about what others said about him. It wasn't that he was generous or repulsive. It was just that the daily training had made him so tired that he didn't want to move anymore. As for those bullshit news, it was better to get out of here. Sleeping was the truth.

Now being able to sleep until waking up naturally every day has become Lin Yi's biggest luxury. He suddenly realized that being a professional player was sometimes really painful.

At least that's how he is now. He hasn't really thought about whether he can say goodbye to such a painful life in the future. Because he really doesn't have the energy to think about the future, he'd better go to bed quickly. Every morning is the beginning of purgatory. If you don't want to die, you'd better rest your spirit.

The continuous increase in volume may be the most painful ten days that Lin Yi has had since he was born. His training volume is far more than when he was in the youth team. The most important thing is that the guy named Mourinho has opened a special course for him in strength confrontation training.

There is also short-distance continuous sprint training, which may be the most headache training subject for Lin Yi every day. He must do sprinting continuously.

Most of his muscle soreness comes from this frustrating training method, because after receiving Lin Yi's physical examination report, Mourinho believed that the little guy's muscle tissue was fully capable of bursting out stronger power. So he specially arranged this kind of training to stimulate Lin Yi's ability to start instantly, and there was no room for maneuver at all.

"A good organizer, but you have to learn to pass the ball, and you have to understand when you should become a sharp knife. Only by piercing a point on the opponent can you find a bigger loophole, which is what you need to do. Being able to quickly get rid of the entanglement is a good way."

When hearing this, Lin Yi could mentally raise his middle finger to the uncle in front of him, your uncle, you want to tire your grandfather to death, right?

Mourinho increased the intensity of Lin Yi's training, but all this was monitored by the team doctor and various data reports. What he wants is to train this kid well, not to ruin this kid. Mourinho knows how to maximize the potential of others.

However, Mourinho could not put all his energy on a little guy. He had just won a victory and had no extra breathing space. The troubles in the domestic league came to an end for the time being, but the UEFA Cup started again.

The opening of the UEFA Cup caused trouble for the short-staffed Benfica team. Mourinho could only send the other five people he picked from the second team to the field, but the result was not ideal. The unfamiliarity with the European war made these newcomers look very cramped.

Without even a good mentality, don't expect them to play at a normal level on the field. This UEFA Cup game taught Mourinho a good lesson. Not all occasions are suitable for using the momentum of young people to solve problems.

Benfica, who had just won a victory, fell again this time. They lost to an unknown team on the Swedish territory. The strong bodies of the Nordic pirates made it impossible for Benfica's technology to be fully utilized. They survived 70 minutes in the passivity of the whole game.

But in the end, God did not give them too many miracles. A free kick in the 71st minute became a nightmare for Benfica. The Nordic pirates used four big men over 1.9 meters to smash the door of Benfica. The score of 1:0 was enough to kill this Portuguese giant.

At this time, Mourinho could only stand on the sidelines with his expression tense. His stern look was infinitely magnified by the Portuguese media and thrown on the headlines of the sports edition. The title was very eye-catching, "How long will it take for this man to drag Benfica into hell!"

"No ideas, no passion, nothing, the only thing left for Benfica is the past!" These fierce criticisms filled various newspapers, and losing to such an unknown team also put Azevedo under great pressure. He didn't want to lose the presidential election that was about to begin.

But the premise is that Mourinho must bring Benfica to results in a short period of time. This is not a requirement, but a must.

Otherwise, not only will this guy have to pack up and leave, but even he, the chairman, may be driven out of this position. So Azevedo has called Mourinho's office. He has only one request, which is to at least maintain the league results.

Mourinho could hear something else from the chairman's phone call. If he couldn't get Benfica out of trouble quickly, then it wouldn't take too long, maybe within three or four games, he would suffer the same fate as the German. To put it nicely, it was a termination of contract, to put it bluntly, it was dismissal.

Now there is not much time left for Mourinho. If the results don't improve, maybe he will have to prepare for how to get out of Lisbon. At that time, there will definitely be a lot of fans lining the streets to see him off, but there will be no flowers, only a pile of eggs and tomatoes.

There is not much time left for Mourinho to redeem himself. There are at most three to four games left. He must ensure that he will not lose again in these games, and he must win two or three games if possible. This is extremely difficult.

With the absence of several main offensive players such as Simao, Mourinho does not have many people to use. The state of those new players is still a bit unstable, and now those guys who were thrown into the second team have begun to speak out while the team's performance is unstable. Without them, it would be difficult for Benfica to win. They want to play for the team, but not for Mourinho.

This is an open provocation. Mourinho will never allow such a naked challenge to his authority to come back. If he bows his head, all his previous efforts will be in vain. He must win with the people he has now.

This is a gamble for the future. Mourinho does not care about the poor conditions of Benfica's current personnel and low morale. He has mobilized all the players who can play. At least he wants to make a last-ditch effort. Several newcomers including Lin Yi will also sit on the bench.

But God will never let people achieve their goals easily. Mourinho encountered big trouble in the game against Ferreira. Benfica was already 0:1 behind in the first half.

And the worst case is that there is no possibility of Benfica turning the tables now. The team's sluggishness in attack allows the opponent to press forward boldly, which puts considerable pressure on the Benfica defenders.

More importantly, Benfica seemed to have lost the confidence to control the ball. They were constantly compressed by their opponents, without any intention of resistance, or they had begun to give up the game because they could not see the dawn of victory.

Until the halftime whistle sounded, the entire Guangming Stadium was filled with deafening boos and shouts, all of which were directed at Mourinho. Those crazy fans believed that this guy had brought Benfica into the abyss, and they vowed to tear this guy apart!

Mourinho could not have not heard such opposition, but he never said a word, just tightened his expression, lowered his head and walked into the locker room with the players.

Only the substitutes were still seizing the time to move their bodies as much as possible. Everyone could see that Benfica's lineup had to be adjusted, and everyone might appear on the field, so they had to warm up their bodies as soon as possible. They were the only ones in the team who were full of hope.

There was no sound in the silent locker room, even the panting was reduced to the lowest volume, everyone was silent, but some were frustrated, and some were because they had given up.

Mourinho didn't want to see such a dead silence, he cleared his throat and broke the damn silence.

"No one wants to see us fall behind in the game, and you all heard the boos outside. I don't care if I'm still coaching here when I wake up tomorrow morning, but I hope you understand that the tens of thousands of people outside are your God."

"Don't let God start to abandon you, how to play the game is up to you. I've already thought about the personnel adjustments, and if anyone else wants to give up the game, please tell me as soon as possible. I can lose the game, but I don't need a group of cowardly guys standing on the field!"

After saying these two sentences, Mourinho walked out of the locker room directly. He closed the door fiercely before leaving. The locker room door that made a dull sound was humming faintly, as if knocking on everyone's soul.

After walking out of the locker room, Mourinho would no longer consider what would happen inside. He was only thinking about how to save the game. Even if he was leaving, he hoped that he could leave beautifully instead of being so embarrassed.

Mourinho looked at the substitutes warming up on the field, thinking carefully about the second half of the game. The black-haired boy seemed to be particularly eye-catching at this moment, and people could easily distinguish his appearance.

"Andre, go and call Lin Yi for me." Mourinho suddenly shouted loudly to his assistant coach.

When Lin Yi walked in front of Mourinho in confusion, he didn't understand what happened, but Mourinho's next sentence made Lin Yi feel excited.

"If I let you play, do you have the courage to try it?" Mourinho's words were very simple and direct, but this sentence made several assistant coaches around him feel that this guy was crazy.

"If you dare, why don't I dare?" Lin Yi's answer was also very straightforward, even with a hint of excitement.

"Be prepared for warm-up. I'll give you 30 minutes in the second half. This is your debut, don't mess it up!" Mourinho said seriously.

"It will be the opponents who mess up, not me!" Lin Yi didn't want to say anything more to the old man in front of him. He had to familiarize himself with the grass as soon as possible. 30 minutes? It was enough...

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