The coaching career started as a college team coach

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Alfonso Davies is still running!

He looked up, and the football appeared right above him, falling diagonally forward. He gritted his teeth and looked at the defender line getting closer and closer in front of him, and made a decision!

Faster, faster! Isn't this the opportunity you have been dreaming of? ! ! !

Alphonso Davies exerted his core strength, driving his two long legs, and was doing what he was best at, that is, running forward! He traveled thousands of miles to England, wasn't it just for such a run?

He faced forward, stared at the defender line getting closer and closer, and rushed forward with a firm gaze.

"...It's a long pass! Flying to Alphonso Davies! He's very fast and has entered the front court. Now he's getting closer and closer to the central defender without slowing down!"

"No one can catch up with him! Hartbauer, who was supposed to be marking him, couldn't catch up with him at all, and the same was true for Cristante who followed him. Now the only one who can intercept him is the back line in front of him!"

"Jovic and Jota are following from the other direction. If Alphonso Davies can see it, he will have two passing points! But..."

The exclamations around the stadium are getting louder and louder. Some Atlanta fans have booed in fear, as if this can interfere with the mind of the Canadian left back.

Alphonso Davies saw Jota and Jovic, but this time, he wanted to do it himself!

The football is about to land, and Alphonso Davies catches up with the ball.

"Alfonso Davies caught up with the ball, Palomino tried to intercept him, the distance was getting closer and closer, and he was about to collide! Alphonso Davies..."

"...Oh my God! He unloaded the ball with his right knee, everything was just right, and he dribbled the ball out with his left foot, bypassing Palomino. From beginning to end, Atlanta's central defenders were like three wooden stakes!"

"Palomino immediately turned around to chase, but compared to the F1 car Alphonso Davies, Palomino was as heavy as a turning truck! He turned around, and Alphonso Davies had entered the penalty area!"

"Facing the goalkeeper, Alphonso Davies was adjusting his pace. How should he choose? He..."

Alfonso Davies looked at the nervous Berisha in front of him. He knew that the other party had no intention of playing a game with him! Berisha must be very scared now, and Wei Le told Alphonso Davies that when people are afraid, their IQ will drop by at most 15%. Fear means making stupid choices!

When Berisha roared and rushed out from his position, Alphonso Davies knew that he had succeeded! Berisha rushed over and saw Alphonso Davies step out with his right foot.

"Facing the attack, Alphonso Davies used his right foot... No! He flicked the ball to the left, and Berisha was also shaken away. Now he is facing the empty goal, and he only needs to push it lightly..."

Alfonso Davies staggered, he aimed at the center of the goal, and then pushed the football diagonally behind with his left foot.

The football rolled smoothly towards the goal--!

When Alphonso Davies fell to the ground, his eyes followed the football. The football had disappeared from his sight, but he saw ripples in the net.

"The ball is in!!!!!!"

"This is the Wolves' counterattack! Now, its reputation has been spread not only in the British Isles, but the whole European continent will hear this loud name one day!"

There were not many boos. At this moment, the cheers of the Wolves fans who were away from home briefly occupied the Italian Blue Arena. But a second later, accompanied by many exclamations, the overwhelming boos swept in!

Alphonso Davies struggled to get up and rushed to his teammates. Jota and Jovic also rushed towards him. The three of them hugged each other first, and then came Trossard who opened up space for Alphonso Davies, and Rodri who made an assist!

"The long pass was so good!" Alphonso Davies hugged Rodri alone. Rodri laughed and gladly accepted the praise.

Rodri smiled, "You stop well and play well!"

"Hehehe." Alphonso Davies smiled shyly. Suddenly, a strong hand pulled Alphonso Davies out of the crowd! It was Martinez who rushed to the front court to celebrate!

"Why are you here?"

Martinez snorted rather arrogantly, "You don't allow me to come up and show off?"

"This goal is a pleasant surprise." Rodri, who was wearing the captain's armband, took advantage of everyone's presence and quickly reminded, "So everyone must stay calm. We must maintain the advantage until the halftime break."When you have a break."

"Don't rush to give up the ball unless there is an absolute chance!"

"Understood! "Everyone responded in unison, and at the urging of the referee, they slowly ran back to the game position.

Atalanta players were not actually very angry. After all, it was not the first time they had experienced a goal, and everyone was mentally prepared. But Wolves scored in such a magical way, and Atlanta's players were a little confused now.

What should we do next? Continue to attack, or play steadily?

They looked at each other, without a conclusion. But when the game started again, this subtle difference of opinion resulted in Atlanta playing in a mess.

After the kick-off, although Atlanta's midfield was stacked with 3 people, they were completely suppressed by the Wolves players who were in high spirits. Dendoncker and Rodri swept in the middle, disrupting Atlanta's offensive organization so that it could not proceed normally.

The Atlanta team's thoughts were not unified, and Gasperini's mind was also a mess. Gritti and Gasperini did not expect to lose the ball in such a way. They looked at each other, and for a while they did not know how to adjust.

The Wolves were united, and Rodri made a timely and steady move. The Wolves players understood that their goal was to keep their advantage by playing steadily. Therefore, the Wolves' defensive formation did not have any big flaws. For a while, the Atalanta players who were good at breaking through found it difficult to find opportunities on the periphery.

They could only shoot from the periphery one by one, and then pass the ball back to the Wolves players in vain.

So in the last few minutes of the first half, the Atalanta players gave the Wolves many good opportunities.

In a hasty midfield pass, Jovic passed the ball diagonally to Jota before the central defender. Jota opened up space , breaking into the penalty area and facing the goalkeeper.

But this time, Jota's action seemed a little slow, and the opportunity was fleeting. The goalkeeper blocked Jota's shot, which obviously lacked strength and angle, with one hand.

This made Jota stamp his feet and beat his chest. After all, such a good single-handed opportunity is hard to come by again.

In the injury time, the Wolves built a defense line to hold the last 3 minutes. When the referee blew the whistle to end the first half of the game, the relieved smiles on the faces of the Wolves players were hard to hide.

It was as if the game had already been won!