"The corner kick was taken, and it actually found Rodri on the periphery. Rodri looked like he was going to shoot, but it was actually a volley! The ball flew over the defensive player's head and then..."

"Good opportunity! Trossard faced the goal!"

"The ball went in!!!!"

"Who said that small guys are useless? Trossard helped Wolves score the first goal in the corner attack! This is only the 3rd minute! The game has just started!!!"

"Wolves' magical corner kick attack routine has achieved miraculous results. Rodri has lured the tiger away from the mountain, and the subsequent volley just bypassed most of the tall defensive players!"

"At this time, Trossard's flexibility, who is not tall, played a role. He seized the opportunity facing the goal and volleyed the ball to help Wolves take the lead!"

"Good shot!"

As soon as Jowell saw the goal, he jumped up from his chair and rushed out excitedly, as if he was more excited than the players! Fortunately, Wei Le grabbed Jowell and didn't let him rush onto the court.

"Good shot, good shot!" Joewell didn't care about being caught. He knew that Wei Le didn't want him to get a yellow card for excessive celebration, so he hugged Wei Le and laughed heartily.

"Yes! Good shot!" Wei Le laughed, "This is the result of your work!"

Jowell was ecstatic, "I'm really so happy!"

Jowell turned his head and looked at Wei Le, and suddenly said loudly in the noise, "Thank you!"

"Thank me for what?" Wei Le was puzzled.

"Thank you for your trust in me!" Joewell said sincerely, "You let me do the job that suits me best!"

"Trusting my colleagues is trusting myself. You did a great job!" Wei Le smiled and patted Joewell on the shoulder, "I've always said that set pieces are an indispensable part of the game, aren't they?"

"That's right!" Joewell nodded repeatedly and looked at the court proudly.

Jowell tried to be a head coach, but found that his mind was full of football and he was not suitable for management work at all. He asked him to do the work of a football analyst or scout only, but it was a bit of a waste of talent.

After coming to Wolves, he became a member of the team's coaching staff and was directly responsible for set-piece training.

In the set-piece training class he was responsible for, he was the head coach of the team. Even Wei Le could not deny or change his training arrangements without authorization, giving him full freedom to display his football talent.

Joewell did a good job in this job. Set-pieces have once again become Wolves' usual offensive means. And it often takes some time for the team's ability to improve in the game.

Today, Wolves' set-piece tactics have finally been revealed!

"Wei, we must win more championships. I want to tell the world that you are the best head coach!" Joewell was probably too excited and felt a little regretful after saying it.

Unexpectedly, Wei Le smiled and nodded, "Okay, then you will be the best set-piece coach in the world!"

The coaching staff on Wei Le's side was very excited, but on Pochettino's side, the atmosphere seemed a little silent.

Obviously, losing the ball in the first three minutes was not in Pochettino's plan.

"... There is nothing we can do." Pochettino sighed and accepted the loss. He felt that this ball did not expose any major tactical problems.

Facing such a special set-piece tactic, it was reasonable to lose the ball.

But it must be said that although as an opponent, Pochettino also felt that this set-piece tactic was very cleverly designed. Rodri was responsible for covering this ball.

And he believed that this arrangement must have been deliberate, because Rodri was good at long-range shots. If Ruben Dias was responsible for this job, I am afraid that the Tottenham players would not be scared to rush out, because Dias's shooting level is indeed not very good.

I believe that if anyone else takes this responsibility, this tactical effect cannot be achieved.

And the one ambushing in the penalty area is Trossard. He believes that if it is a corner kick on the left, then Bowen is standing in the penalty area. Their common feature is that they are not very tall but very flexible players.

They are good at accelerating in a short distance and kicking the ball out one step faster than others.

Pochettino sighed. He had never underestimated Wolves and had always prepared for them as a strong team. But to be honest, they didn't expect Wolves to be so strong now.

They have already started to catch up in set pieces.

After the game resumed, Wolves' attack was not very fierce, and Tottenham couldn't find any opportunities. The two sides were deadlocked in the midfield. Pochettino now feels that his team does not seem to have any major tactical loopholes off the court.

But the ball on the courtAmong the players, Moussa Dembele felt the problem.

After being knocked over by Haaland again, the referee Craig Pawson finally blew the whistle.

"Finally! There were no fouls in the previous times?" Moussa Dembele was full of anger, and he walked back while chattering to Craig Bowen.

Craig Pawson came up, "Just listen to my judgment."

Dembele stopped talking. He didn't want to get a card for questioning the referee so early. But he really played very aggrieved in this game.

Indeed, Moussa Dembele is a player with excellent physical fitness, but that is also a comparison among "same-level" players. If Jota and Moussa Dembele were to fight, I'm afraid Jota would not be able to take advantage.

But this time it was Haaland who came to fight Dembele.

So Moussa Dembele was constantly knocked away. The referee of this game, Craig Pawson, turned a blind eye to this situation and remained silent on many fouls that could be called.

He now discovered, or he completely confirmed, that Haaland's role in this game was to be a frontfield engineer who did the dirty work.

You dare to use him like this, and you are not afraid of the players' opinions.

Putting Haaland, such a precious center forward, in the frontcourt to "mix things up"? It's a waste of talent!

Moussa Dembele cursed Wolves' head coach Wei Le and got up. He looked at Haaland, who didn't look unhappy at all. He just committed a foul against him, but he didn't care at all, and he was still talking to Rodri with a smile.

He looked quite proud.

Damn, what master and what apprentice, this team is not normal. Moussa Dembele rolled his eyes.

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