Star Coach

Jiangshan scanned the players, and all of their faces were nervous. Jiangshan was nervous all the time, and he was nervous too. Leading the team by himself was different from being a bystander in Valencia, and the pressure was too much.

"I want to ask, has anyone received an invitation from Real Madrid? The kind of joining?" Jiangshan's eyes rolled straight, "Don't be afraid to say it, Real Madrid has a bit of style, and they pay higher wages."

"Ahaha..." Pushol laughed first, "Coach, I also want to go to Real Madrid! It's a pity that they don't want me."

"You didn't, what about others? Did anyone receive it?"

The players continued to laugh, "Of course not, if you received an invitation from Real Madrid, it would be a salary increase!"

"Well, I didn't either, Real Madrid is really incompetent. They didn't pay attention to us. I think we are no worse than Real Madrid. We can score goals, we can defend, and this game is worth playing."

Jiangshan gathered his emotions, "But I want you to treat all the boos and noises as encouragement to us like me. Can you do it?"

"Yes!"

Confidence is a little lacking, and everyone is nervous with a large army approaching.

Jiang Shan smiled confidently, "Needless to say, our value is not even a fraction of theirs, but if we beat them, will our value increase? Will our salary increase in the future? Will we get more attention?"

"They are Hermes, we can compare them to street goods, who will suffer more when they collide? They are Ferrari, we are just Citroen, who will suffer more when they collide?"

Jiang Shan guided the players, "So, barefoot people are not afraid of those wearing shoes, defend and fight, don't think too much, they only have two legs, there is only one ball, go and grab and chase, let go."

"Kill!" Drogba was easily affected, his eyes were red and full of murderous intent, "Coach, if they don't dare to play, I will start, I will let go and kill."

The players stomped their feet in unison, kicking the ground continuously, rumbling, "Kill, kill, kill!"

"Let's go!" The emotions were mobilized, Jiang Shan completed the first step, and it depends on whether this group of people can withstand the pressure.

The players came on the stage, attracting everyone's attention and cheering.

Stepping onto the pitch, Monaco's players gradually calmed down. The grass of the Bernabeu is not much better than that of the Stade Louis II!

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Two rows of players swept past, goalkeeper Roma, Evra, Givet, Rodriguez, Ibarra, as well as Rothen, Plasil, Cisse, Bernardi, Giuly and Pussor.

The away team mainly played defense, and Jiangshan arranged a 451 lineup, hoping to defend against Real Madrid's attacking group. Drogba, Ribery and Smith all sat on the bench, looking at the players on the field with fiery eyes.

"Don't worry, the coach arranged us to play in the second round, and we will definitely start." Drogba comforted Ribery.

"You are the starter, and I can only be a substitute." Ribery said unwillingly.

The lineup arranged by Bosque is much more luxurious and star-studded.

The 4231 lineup commonly used this season has both lethality and control. Young goalkeeper Casillas replaced the injured Cesar in the Champions League final last season. He played like a god and then firmly occupied the starting goalkeeper position and became the new favorite of Real Madrid fans.

On the back line, from left to right, they are Carlos, Elguera, Fernando Hierro and Salgado. Hierro is old, but still stable, and he keeps the young Pavon on the bench. Florentino has planned to clear him out of the team and support Pavon to take over.

The double defensive midfielders are Solari and Makelele. The front four are the most dazzling and the biggest asset for Real Madrid to defeat their opponents. When Ronaldo is in good health, he is unstoppable.

With Raul, Zidane and Figo in the back, the offensive line is invincible.

Real Madrid fans gave the home team the biggest cheers. Weirdly, they even cheered for Monaco. It was like inviting guests to their home for dinner, warm and weird. Monaco's 300 fans were a little embarrassed. Their cheers were not loud enough, and even Real Madrid fans couldn't stand it.

The CCTV commentator was particularly excited when he heard the cheers, "Real Madrid fans are applauding and cheering for Monaco, which reflects the warmth of sports."

Huang Jianxiang was still calm and pointed out, "With the harsh attitude of Real Madrid fans, it is impossible to cheer for Jiangshan and Monaco. They just regard Monaco as a boy who delivers points. Of course, the boy who delivers points is welcome at home."

"Ahem... In any case, this is the same as Manchester United fans standing up and applauding Ronaldo. They are all cheering. This is the victory of sports."

Jiangshan felt that the cheers were a bit harsh. Only if you don't take Monaco seriously will you cheer with sympathy. Monaco players had the same idea. They gritted their teeth, and Evra stimulated his companions, "Brothers, did you hear it? Is it ironic?"

"Fight, even if Real Madrid doesn't die, we will take off their skin."

"Fight!"

With the referee's whistle, the game began.

Monaco took the lead, Pussor ran all the way to the side, received the pass from Rothenfengmazhao, unloaded the ball, and moved lightly.

Facing Carlos, he had no advantage and was directly intercepted. The ball returned to the middle and fell to Figo's feet. Figo leaned on Cisse and turned around and passed the opponent calmly.

Cisse's muscles tightened and he cursed in his heart, this guy is quite strong. He failed to keep an eye on Figo and had to let the opponent slip away. The ball went over and sent forward.

Ronaldo accelerated, twisted the ball, raised his head, and prepared to run wildly. As long as he entered the penalty area, he would be the most terrifying killer.

Bang bang! Two people came up to fight for the ball, Bernardi and Plasil both returned to the middle to defend, and with the cooperation of the two, Ronaldo finally lost the ball.

In just 30 seconds, both sides had attacked and were cut off, back and forth, Monaco attacked again.

Jiangshan looked at the performance of the players and shook his head in his heart, "They still haven't figured out the cutting pass route, and they are a little carried away. It's just the beginning. It will be troublesome if they are scored first."

Although the players claimed to be not nervous, their movements on the field were still a little deformed, not as calm as before. Monaco passed the ball in the backcourt, and finally Evra, under the defense of Carlos, did not dare to cross the half court and gave it to Rothen.

Rothen raised his head, observed, and sent another long pass across most of the field. The ball fell, and Giuly carried Salgado and received the ball.

There was no way to break through, so he had to return to the middle. Cisse in the middle did not dare to neglect. Facing Makelele, he did not force the opponent and continued to pass the ball. Ibarra came up.

Giuly and Ibarra cooperated and rushed to the penalty area. Giuly cruised to the middle, Ibarra went to the bottom line and made a cross.

The ball was a little floating, not high enough, Pussor failed to catch the ball, and was easily headed out of the penalty area by Hierro.

Makelele was in control, he immediately transferred and passed it to Zidane next to him. The pass of less than three meters was indeed simple.

Zidane took the ball, moved gracefully, passed Cisse, suddenly accelerated, faced the defense of Bernardi and Plasil, stepped on the ball, and turned around.

The two were exerting force, Zidane hooked his feet, the ball returned to the middle, he turned again, and broke through the middle, "Wow... Marseille turn, beautiful!"

The Bernabeu fans applauded spontaneously again, this breakthrough was indeed beautiful.