The biggest fanatic in football
Chapter 47 The Final Strangling Battle
"Beckham, you passed it so beautifully!"
Phillips, who scored for the first time this season, was so excited that he couldn't even remember what his teammates called him. He just put his arms around Rieger and gave him a warm hug.
Rigg accepted all his compliments without blushing.
Li Polo also ran over and patted his head hard:
"Yes, you are the Beckham of Wimbledon!"
Rigg shook off his slap and laughed:
"As soon as I see you raise your hands, I will know what the hell is going on in your head!"
Li Polo looked like his "plot had succeeded", but he still sighed with regret:
"As the team's top ace, you can't always score goals by yourself! You should also let other teammates take a shot occasionally, right?"
Phillips rolled his eyes, but still hugged him:
"Hahaha, I paid for tonight's drinks!"
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"Stable, stable!"
After the emotional celebration, Adele quickly calmed down.
He glanced at the players on the field with some confusion, turned around and asked:
"We haven't rehearsed this tactic recently, have we?"
Cox shook his head:
"They should have improvised on the spot, but...whatever!"
Adele clapped his hands fiercely and stood up from his seat:
"That's right, as long as you can score goals and win, it doesn't matter what the tactics are!"
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In stark contrast to the visiting team coach, Robinson looked furious.
Looking at the dejected players, Mata cursed outside the court:
"Who asked you two central defenders to mark the same person?!"
"With a guy as big as Phillips standing in front of the door, why didn't anyone look to guard him?"
"Are you all pig-brained?!"
That is to say, he is too far away and his voice is not too loud, otherwise those players will beat the head coach into a pig's head in minutes!
"That No. 1 is very capable of heading the ball, so we must focus on keeping an eye on him!"
This sentence is what you have told me countless times!
Why do you want to take the blame now when the ball is lost?
That Mark Phillips hasn't scored half a goal in the past three seasons. Who knew he would suddenly light up today!
The assistant coach couldn't help but pull Robinson:
"The game isn't over yet, boss, you can still make adjustments!"
Robinson, who was still angry, took two deep breaths and finally regained some sense:
"Sorry, I was too impulsive and I'm going to replace him!"
The assistant coach nodded vigorously:
"Who should I replace?"
Robinson glanced back at his bench:
"Since you can't compete with high-altitude balls, then completely change to ground speed!"
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Less than 5 minutes into the second half, Milton Keynes, who were trailing by two goals, made substitutions.
The tall center Powell, who was completely suppressed by Lee Polo, walked to the sideline dejectedly, high-fived his teammate Ben Reeves, and completed the substitution process.
Ben Reeves, who wears Milton's No. 10 shirt, came from the famous Southampton youth academy. He is only two years behind Bell, Walcott, Lallana and others. He is Chamberlain and Luke Shaw.
, the senior brother of Chambers and others, but he can obviously only be classified as a "defective product".
But even so, Reeves's personal ability is at least enough for him to have a foothold in the English League One. He is only 173 centimeters tall and has excellent speed and flexibility, and his foot skills are far better than those of the reckless men on the opposite side.
The best candidate for a pass-and-control style of play.
The only problem is... at only 66 kilograms, his body is a bit too thin!
In the 53rd minute, Ben Reeves received a pass from his teammate. He adjusted his turn and passed the ball to Ali on the left, and then quickly moved forward, hoping for a two-on-one.
But as soon as Ali hit him horizontally, Reeves hit Reeves' back, and the cooperation ended in vain.
——Yes, Milton's Reeves was blocked by Wimbledon's Reeves.
Li Polo's roommate, although he is also only 173cm tall, weighs 70kg, which is a full 6kg heavier than his opponent!
The referee Simon only glanced at them and signaled the game to continue.
Reeves is not breaking through with the ball, this is just normal physical confrontation without the ball!
No foul!
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Powell's end announced that Milton had completely given up on crosses from the wing and competing for high balls, but their plan to open a gap in the middle was not so easy to realize.
Just five minutes later, Adre withdrew Akinfenwa and replaced him with... Osraja.
Even Li Poluo was confused by this substitution:
Osraja is a defender!
And more often than not, he serves as a substitute for right back!
Why did you send him out?
But soon Li Polo shut his mouth.
After coming on the field, Osraja did occupy the right back position, while captain Fuller appeared in front of Lee Polo and Phillips!
Defensive midfielder?!
Li Polo immediately understood the coach's tactical intention.
It is actually not uncommon to make such an adjustment by letting the full-backs play as defensive midfielders.
The most famous are Zanetti, the legendary captain of Inter Milan, and Lahm, the legendary captain of Bayern Munich. They also performed very well after switching to a defensive midfielder role.
Lee Polo very thoughtfully encouraged Fuller:
"Captain, don't worry, I'm right behind you!"
Fuller didn't appreciate it at all, and gave a middle finger gesture with his backhand:
"Bah! I played as a defensive midfielder ten years ago! I am an all-rounder in the midfield and backcourt!"
From 442 to 451, Wimbledon further strengthened its defensive strength and turned the overall defense into a strangulation battle in the midfield. Although everyone seemed to be on their feet and the referee blew the whistle frequently, Milton's offensive was almost
Completely contained outside the restricted area!
The deadlock lasted until the 75th minute. Robinson, eager for change, chose to fight against the odds and used up the remaining two substitutions in one go.
He removed Kai, the 1982 defense veteran, and midfield tool Green, and replaced them with two offensive players, Robert Hall and Lee Hodson. He also asked the two full-backs to actively move forward to help the team ease the defense.
pressure.
Ardrey also made timely adjustments to the players on the field, removing the exhausted 79-year-old veteran Boorman. Francon, who was ten years younger than him, was ready to go into battle. Wimbledon's midfield was still monolithic.
After all, Boorman was an experienced veteran. After receiving the order to substitute, he first hugged Fuller, Porter and others one by one, then got up and limped toward him while panting heavily.
On the sidelines, Frankon didn't care about his eagerness to appear...
When he came to the sidelines, Boorman raised his hands high and waved vigorously at the twenty die-hard fans in the visiting team's stands. If he hadn't been pushed by the angry home team players, I'm afraid he would have bowed three times to the fans.
Salute.
By the time he finally walked to the sidelines, the time had entered the last 10 minutes.
"I accomplished my task well, coach?"
Boorman walked to the bench triumphantly.
Adele laughed and hugged him hard:
"Perfect performance, my Danny!"
Just when the master and apprentice were "sympathizing with each other", the situation on the field changed again.
Francon, who had just appeared, used a move that was close to a foul to complete a sliding tackle from Hodson, who had also just appeared. The ball rolled into the empty space between the two Reeves.
Even though Reeves's physical fitness declined, he still risked injury and completed a big-footed clearance before his opponent, kicking the ball far away!
Aziz, the only one in the front, started up instantly and ran towards the ball at high speed. However, a few seconds later, he was knocked to the ground from the side and behind by Baldock who was chasing after him!
"drop!"
The referee blew the whistle without hesitation, stared at the boos of more than 6,000 people and took out the red card!
Colliding into someone to prevent the opponent from an obvious scoring opportunity was enough to eject Baldock from the game!
Wimbledon received a free kick 35 meters from the goal.
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