The coaching career started as a college team coach

The score on the field is currently 1-1. Godfrey assisted Edwards to score a wonderful forward goal, helping Wolves to equalize the score, but equalization is certainly not the goal of Wolves. In order to consolidate their league ranking advantage, they must strive for victory.

In the second half, the opportunity came!

Bristol City's characteristic this season is that they score many goals. Many goals mainly come from Tammy Abraham, who has strong firepower, and midfielders who can feed him the ball.

But the problem is that they score many goals and actually lose more goals. In the first half of the game, they were able to knock on the door of Wolves, which showed their strong offensive firepower.

However, the goal lost in the first half can also show the reason why they are currently in a relegation crisis, that is, the defense is too chaotic. There are five or six people in the penalty area, and everyone is watching the direction of the ball, but they can't see Edwards who is running forward.

In theory, Edwards running up from the middle should be more obvious, and his running trajectory is not very confusing.

But even with such a run, no one followed him and just let him shoot.

Although Bristol City performed very bravely in the first half, we need to see that, after all, it is just a team ranked low in the league.

At the end of the league, the league ranking and points can already reflect many problems. Knowing this, Wolves don't need to be afraid at all. They just need to continue attacking at their own pace, and the opportunity will definitely come.

In the 50th minute, Almiron dribbled the ball on the left. He played very happily in this game. Bristol City's direction was very loose, and he could choose to cross the bottom or cut inside at will.

The opponent's right back nervously watched the actions of this honest-looking young South American player, but Almiron didn't look in his direction at all - his purpose was not to pass a person.

Although Almiron is from South America, as a Paraguayan playing in Argentina, he can play the ball very fancy, but after coming to the Championship, he gradually understood how to play football most efficiently.

What is the purpose of dribbling? Almiron remembered that Wei Le had discussed similar topics with him, and clearly remembered Wei Le's views.

"The purpose of dribbling is never dribbling itself. You dribble only because the opponent's defensive player is standing on the way to the best position."

"He blocks your way, so you will seek a one-on-one opportunity. Otherwise, whether he is Maldini, Nesta or someone else, as long as he is not blocking your way, why do you have to take it to his face?"

Almiron didn't care about the opponent's right back at all, but flicked the ball to the right, bypassed the opponent and rushed towards the bottom line. He knew that his goal was to cross the ball!

Almiron ignored himself and whizzed past him. Bristol City's right back turned around and chased him, but only saw Almiron's taillights. Everything was done in an instant, and Almiron broke through his defense in an instant.

"Too damn fast, my god, why don't you play in the Premier League with this speed..."

The right back's complaints were blown away in the whistling wind.

Almiron glanced at the middle, and then swept the ball into the penalty area!

This time, central defender Flint took a special look at Edwards' position. Seeing that he was still outside the penalty area, he felt a little relieved.

Now there is only one Jota in the penalty area, what threat can there be!

Almiron's cross came! Jota ran towards the ball and swung his left foot!

"He's going to shoot!" Goalkeeper Fielding shouted, but the next second, he felt that the Portuguese striker seemed to be swinging his calf a little slowly.

"No!" Fielding's alarm bells rang in his heart. This is not a shot! He wanted to shout something, but before he could open his mouth, the ball came!

Jota did not shoot. His left foot stepped on the ground, and his right foot pulled the ball back, knocked it, and passed it to the back! Who is behind?

Flint felt suffocated, and a yellow figure flashed in front of him. His back number was-

No. 4!

Edwards!

Why the hell is he here? ? Flint didn't have time to think, and wanted to make a final effort, so he pulled Edwards' jersey. But Edwards didn't want to fight him at all. He pushed the ball to the left first, avoiding the reckless pressure of another central defender.

Then, he pushed the ball with his left foot to the far post!

Fielding didn't have time to dive sideways, he knew this, so he decided to stretch his legs to block it. But he couldn't touch it! Before he could form the "lotus sitting" action, the football had already bounced on the far post and then bounced into the goal!

2-1! ! !

Scored twice!

LoveAfter Edwards saw the ball completely enter the goal, he subconsciously ran to the sidelines again, but then he suddenly turned in a different direction and ran to the other side - the coaching seat!

"Boss! Boss!" Edwards shouted as he ran, and Wei Le also walked out with a big laugh. He ran straight to Edwards and out of the technical area!

Wei Le thought it would be a hug, but he didn't expect Edwards to rush over!

The captain was so strong that Wei Le staggered! The grass was slippery, and Wei Le didn't stand firmly and was thrown to the ground!

Oh, it's over.

When Jota saw Edwards pushing Wei Le down, he had already started to smile with gloating on his face. He ran over.

With the intention of watching the fun, Jota also "slid" over!

Edwards saw that he had pushed the head coach to the ground, and he also felt that it was immoral, no... a little disrespectful. He groaned, struggling to get up and pull Wei Le up, and heard a "Wuhu" behind him.

Then, the 68-kilogram harmless child fell on his back!

Damn it! Edwards felt that this matter was going to be a big deal.

If Jota was happy, Wei Le would be miserable!

"Damn it, are you all so heavy???" Wei Le screamed, but his voice was still too small after all, and it could not be heard at all in the shouts resounding through the stadium. Jota lay on Edwards' back, and danced with his hands and gestured to other players to come too.

The players who came later saw that the sidelines seemed to be having fun stacking people, and with Jota taking the lead and the captain's endorsement, everyone jumped up with confidence!

"Don't let your head coach crush you to death!!!" Wei Le stretched one hand out and waved it randomly, and a group of people on top pressed on him and grinned. This scene feels a bit like... Resident Evil? ?

It was clearly a very happy moment, but Wei Le felt like crying but had no tears - it was really, too damn depressing!