Star Coach

Morientes was in a good mood when he saw Romero. When he was in La Liga, he played well against Romero. Now that Irureta had given away a head, how could he not accept the gift with a smile.

Just at the beginning of the second half, Ribery passed the opponent quickly and sent a light through ball. Morientes simply ran back, and when there was an opportunity, he shot and scored, and the ball went into the net.

He did not celebrate, and was too lazy to celebrate. It was just a icing on the cake. There was nothing worth celebrating.

"Oh my God, less than a minute after the start of the second half, Monaco scored again, and the score became 5:0. Monaco led by a large score." Sara stared, "It's hard to imagine that Monaco actually took a large lead in the away game, and it felt effortless."

Jiangshan smiled, but he still scored a goal, a little embarrassed. Too many, too many.

Laco's formation was already in disarray, and the adjustments during the halftime break had no effect. The defense seemed to be even more fragile. Facing the players with smart positioning, they were a little uncomfortable.

In the first half, Ribery and Rodriguez's running was okay, after all, there was Drogba standing by and there were defenders. Now Morientes is on the field, how to defend? The front three kept changing positions, running across, and the pass and cut cooperation was very easy.

"Focus on defending Yaya Toure, don't let him organize the attack easily." Irureta shouted loudly.

Yaya Toure is the starting point of the attack, and the front three rely on his pass. Although he didn't score in this game, he played the biggest role.

Jiangshan nodded, "This idea is right. If you defend Yaya Toure well, Monaco's offensive rhythm will be slower. I hope there will be fewer offensive rounds and no more goals before the end of the game."

Drogba performed a hat trick in the first half of the game. He was in a good mood and looked at the field cheerfully, "The Champions League game doesn't seem to be that difficult. Some teams are really weak."

Irureta was very dissatisfied with the team's performance. They were also running, but they were led by Monaco and slaughtered. I haven't felt this for many years, especially in La Liga, where we are used to being domineering, and rarely experience such a rout.

Today is a real rout, a 100% rout.

Irureta glanced at Sergio, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He lost the desire to curse, and his heart was dead.

"I asked him to defend Yaya Toure, but he actually defended me closely. Yaya Toure defended closely? Can his small body stick to me?" Helpless, he spread his hands.

Yaya Toure is not close to me if he can. He suddenly accelerated, and Sergio was immediately thrown away. He sat on the ground, looking at the flying grass, and could only admire, "What a great power."

Sarah stared at the court, her heartbeat accelerated, "Jiangshan looks so handsome with his hands in his trouser pockets." She seemed to see something in Jiangshan's trouser pocket trying to stick out.

"Ah..." Sarah suddenly groaned, scaring the person next to her and almost fell down. Is this girl crazy?

Sara reacted quickly, "Ah... another goal, Yaya Toure. Oh my God, Monaco has gone crazy, playing crazy."

Fortunately, Yaya Toure saved her career. Otherwise, if she moaned in the studio, others would think it was office gossip. In fact, she was just impressed by the player's wonderful performance.

Yaya Toure rushed in, went straight to the dragon, and the fierce shot penetrated Laco's goal again, and the score was still expanding.

6:0, there is no suspense anymore, and no fan can imagine the result.

The Laco fans at the scene were silent, they were ashamed, the team was defeated, no one knew the reason, and the game was not bad. Just don't score, and then keep conceding goals, what can I do? I am also helpless.

Jiangshan is also helpless, let's change players quickly. Yaya Toure will create goals on the court, and Laco can't stop it today, "Hey, what kind of game is it? It's even life-threatening."

Not a mortal enemy, don't make a score like a mortal enemy, it's scary.

Jiangshan shook his head and made a substitution, replacing Yaya Toure with Plasil. The formation was adjusted accordingly, 4231 became 433, and everyone just had to get through the last ten minutes.

You can't defend Yaya Toure, I'll help you. He really couldn't bear to see Irureta collapse. He was a good coach. We still had some tacit understanding and sympathized with others.

Jiangshan stood on the sidelines and prayed, "Brothers, don't be killed! This is an away game, Spain, and our home is still in Monaco, which is a bit far away."

I don't know if the bus will be loaded with bombs. Jiangshan shuddered suddenly. Did the fans who left the field early go out to arrange dangerous actions?

Plasil came on the field, Jiangshan sat back in the coaching seat, Guardiola was excited, no, it was excitement, "Jiangshan, the team is fully open, I feel we can still score, definitely can score, haha..."

"Such a game is so exciting, so exciting." Guardiola shouted excitedly, "Why did you replace Yaya Toure and Drogba? I feel they played the best, you actually replaced the best players?"

Jiangshan rolled his eyes, "Don't you think it's good to let them accept the cheers of the fans!"

"That's what I said, but it's better to look at our fans when the game is about to end. Their cheers completely overwhelmed the tens of thousands of Laco fans at the scene."

Jiangshan laughed. This guy, has he never experienced winning? "Don't you think you're still afraid? We are away from home, this is still Laco, are you afraid of not being able to go back?"

"Hey!" Guardiola suddenly widened his eyes, "You said that, it seems to be like this. No, we can't win anymore, quickly replace Ribery, you see him, he's breaking through again."

Jiangshan looked at Ribery, who had already dribbled into the penalty area, and shook his head, "We were a beat late again."

Sure enough, Ribery had played well against Capulvera. He made a change of direction and broke into the penalty area, shot low, and scored.

The score was expanded again, a numbing score. Laco fans had no passion any more, and Monaco fans could not shout too loudly, just excited and applauded.

Fortunately, there was Sara. She screamed again, "Another goal, when will it end? 7:0, Monaco leads by seven goals, can Laco score a goal? The development of the game today is too unexpected."

Irureta wants to kill people and commit suicide. What the hell are these damn players doing? The first two rounds of the game were smooth sailing, but when they met the champion of last season, they were directly wilted and depressed.

Jiangshan quickly replaced Ribery. You can't defend again. I'm afraid of death, I will help you defend.

That's it, don't score any more goals. Jiangshan thought to himself, replace a new defender, and just get through safely in the last few minutes.

Squirachi came on the court and excitedly replaced Givet, "Brothers, defend well, the game is not over yet."

The game should have ended long ago, but unfortunately, the Monaco players seemed to be really crazy. They were still attacking at the last moment and found a chance for a set-piece. Rodriguez accidentally hit the ball and knocked it into the net.

Another one? Jiangshan and Irureta covered their faces at the same time, embarrassed to watch. After scoring eight goals, what else do you want? Don't want to go home?

Beep.

Laco attacked, Squirachi tripped Luke and was awarded a penalty. Jiangshan breathed a sigh of relief, "This guy is good, and he knows how to give points to let them break the duck egg."

Give the home team some face, you have to let us go home safely, right? Jiangshan was praying, Laco, you guys should be more careful.