The coaching career started as a college team coach

Jota ran to the sidelines, and in front of him was an overwhelming red and white.

Jota could see the expressions on everyone's faces, some were angry, some were terrified, and some were laughing for unknown reasons. Some people were clapping, some were waving flags, and some were raising their middle fingers.

At this moment, Jota suddenly wanted to make a move.

So he ran to the baseline and turned around.

Pointing to his own number behind him with both hands.

D.JOTA

7

Huge boos sounded, and overwhelming pressure came from all directions, even higher than the cheers of Wolves fans! But Jota didn't feel scared at all. He now remembered what Wei Le had said to him-

"When your enemy starts to taunt you, it only means that your performance is enough to threaten him."

"He is afraid of you!"

Jota looked around excitedly, and he could feel his skin trembling-he was so excited!

He looked at the Atletico Madrid fans around him with different expressions in disbelief, his dark eyes sparkling, reflecting the flashing lights in the stands.

They are afraid of me!

I am strong!

Really strong!

"...You are not part of my lineup plan, you can find your own way." Simeone said casually.

"...What a Portuguese genius, he can't even play in La Liga..." The Spanish TV station commented.

"The decision to go to the Championship basically determined the death penalty of the so-called genius, and his career was once again covered with haze..." This is how the report of AS described it.

"If playing games can also be a criterion for evaluating players, then Jota is a gifted player, but the fact is that we can only think that he is not doing his job properly..."

Once, the words and conversations, criticisms and curses that were like dense dark clouds hanging over his head all appeared in front of him at this moment.

At that time, the young man was full of longing at the gate of Atletico Madrid's training base. He came with a lot of halos, but found that when reality was shattered by a hammer, there was a cruel world under the fragments.

He was sad, he doubted, and he was at a loss.

The voices of criticism were as dense as raindrops, and pierced his body like a sword. The figure of the 19-year-old youth seemed extremely small, but no one stood behind him.

Is he really the rising star of Portugal?

He also had such doubts.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, because just a few days ago, he was still in a bad mood because he was worried about facing Simeone, but now, everything happened naturally!

If he had the opportunity to say a few words to his former self, he would definitely hug the boy tightly and say to him:

Don't doubt it, you are the rising star of Portugal!

You will become a player that everyone pays attention to!

Those who criticize you will become your fans!

The enemy you fear most now will also be afraid of your performance in the end!

Standing on the lawn of the Lyon Olympic Stadium, Jota laughed out loud. He turned around and opened his arms, like a hug, blocking all the boos and curses.

But he still stood there, standing firm.

Cheers came from behind, and then Jota was hugged by the Wolves players who rushed over. Jota still kept the gesture of opening his arms and smiled confidently.

At the moment of the goal, Han Yang jumped up from his chair.

"Wuhu!!!"

Others in the room also cheered. Maybe they usually support different teams, but at this moment, Wolves are their common home team!

"Cheers!" Han Yang raised the glass filled with Arctic Ocean soda high.

He is extremely happy now!

Even happier than when he scored in the Europa League!

"It's a goal!" He Wei said loudly and passionately, "Portuguese striker Jota scored the first goal of the game. Now Wolves are leading 1-0 in the Europa League final!!!"

"The process of scoring this goal was simply smooth, and everyone did everything they could."

"Whether it was Alphonso Davies' breakthrough, Goncalves' straight pass, or Van der Beck's "God's Hand", which easily sent the ball to Jota, they all completed their tasks perfectly."

"Jota did not waste their opportunities. The little guy who was not good at physical confrontation can now withstand two strong defenders and complete a light lob shot!"

Zhu Xiaoyu took over the conversation, "And what happened before this goal is even more commendable."

"The continuous offensive made Atletico Madrid players relax their vigilance. When this attack was launched, Atletico MadridAtletico's players' positions were not very reasonable, and they were often one step behind Wolves players when they returned to defense. "

"Wolves had been attacking the wing for more than ten minutes, and suddenly turned their attack direction to the middle, seizing the huge space between Atletico's defense lines."

"Burgos' adjustment had the opposite effect. Now, Atletico's most commendable low-post defense has become a drag on their game!"

In the camera, Jota proudly pointed at his back with both hands, and the TV broadcast signal spread to every corner of the world.

And Simeone, who was watching all this in the box, didn't look good at all.

When the camera found Atletico's real head coach, Simeone didn't realize that he had been photographed. So he blushed and cursed, and then waved his hand and turned around to walk into the box, and the scene inside was also recorded.

"Simeone's mood is probably very bad, and the process of the game does not seem to be what he expected. ”

“The ease before the game has completely disappeared. Will Simeone regret his impulsive behavior in the game against Arsenal? If he didn’t rush up at that time, but let assistant coach Burgos go up, Simeone, who is now in the coaching seat, would probably make completely different adjustments, and the process of the game would not be like it is now. ”

He Wei shook his head, “I’m afraid Simeone will not regret it, because he is Simeone. If he didn’t do that, but restrained himself, I’m afraid he would not be Simeone.”

Does Simeone regret it?

At least his expression doesn’t show his regret.

He is not considering meaningless questions such as whether he will regret it later.

Fortunately, he was not banned from entering the locker room, and he still had fifteen minutes of halftime to make changes. But the game changes rapidly. How can he use a short fifteen minutes to reverse the current situation?!

And all the Atletico fans on the sidelines are thinking, with Burgos being led by the nose, can Wolves still score? Or how many goals can they score?