The coaching career started as a college team coach

///I was sick a few days ago, and the military training almost broke me apart. Brothers, get up at five o'clock this morning for training. ///

///Five o'clock! Five o'clock! Five o'clock! What does five o'clock mean! ///

///The bent waist finally collapsed. Fortunately, the military training will end in a few days. I hope everything will be fine by then. ///

"The ball actually went in!"

"Why did this happen? The Wolves players were not focused!"

When the score in the upper left corner of the screen became 1-1, the two old men in the room looked at each other.

What they worried about finally happened, and it happened in a way that none of them wanted to see, that is, the Wolves players made serious mistakes, which led to the loss of the ball.

When they chatted before the game, they all thought that Atletico would score a goal and Wolves would lose the ball in this game.

But they also felt that generally speaking, Wolves would not be affected by this.

But if it was Wolves' own players who made a low-level mistake, it would be different.

Kenny Jackett's face was full of worry, "This game will be difficult next..."

Allardyce glanced at Kenny Jackett beside him. If it was normal, he would definitely tease Kenny Jackett for protecting his shortcomings and would like to replace his disciple to play on the court.

But at this time, looking at Kenny Jackett's wrinkled face full of worry, the always cynical Allardyce also put away the idea of ​​joking.

"This De Paul, if he passes the ball like this in my team, I will demote him tomorrow!"

Allardyce, who had just lost his job, snorted.

Kenny Jackett didn't respond. A close-up of Wei Le flashed on the TV screen, but Wei Le was facing away from the camera and saying something to the bench, so they couldn't see Wei Le's expression.

"Do you think Xiao Wei can win this game?" Kenny Jackett asked suddenly.

Allardyce was a little stunned. At the beginning, no matter who doubted the result of this game, Kenny Jackett would be the first to stand up and express his confidence in Wei Le.

Now, Allardyce hasn't said anything yet, but Kenny Jackett is the first to start to have some doubts. But Allardyce feels that this is not doubt, but worry.

Allardyce was silent for a moment and said, "I think as long as their mentality is not affected, there will be no problem."

Kenny Jackett cursed subconsciously, "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

But immediately, he reacted and realized that what Allardyce said did make sense.

"This is actually a test." Allardyce said quietly, "Just like what is written in their country's famous book "Journey to the West", to obtain the true scriptures, one must go through 81 difficulties."

"Now, Wei is facing the most critical ordeal."

"The team's mentality collapses, often from the inner confusion of one or two players in the team."

"If the whole team can stay calm and continue to fight in such a difficult situation..." Allardyce said in a deep voice, "Then, what can stop them from winning the championship trophy?"

Kenny Jack nodded, and he suddenly laughed, "Did you bring wine?"

Allardyce hummed in confusion, "Didn't you quit?"

"During the halftime break, please help me get the bottle of whiskey from the drawer on the third floor of the cabinet." Kenny Jackett chuckled, "Although I have quit drinking, it doesn't mean I can't drink at all."

"Get ready first."

Allardyce chuckled, "Are you confident again? You are not opening champagne in the halftime, you are opening champagne after losing the ball, and Shevchenko is not as optimistic as you."

"No." Kenny Jackett shook his head, "It's just that you said that, I feel a lot more at ease now."

"Wei will not fall at this time."

"He always has a way."

Allardyce took out two sticks of chewing gum from his pocket and handed one to Kenny Jackett.

Kenny Jackett took it and looked down and found that it was the Wrigley chewing gum that Allardyce often eats.

"I just suddenly wanted to chew." Allardyce explained, "Now, I feel more excited than when I was directing the game myself. It's a pity that we two old men have no chance to stand at the same level as Wei."

Kenny Jackett peeled off the candy wrapper while watching the TV screen. Now both sides are ready to continue the game.

De Paul sat up from the ground.

Goalkeeper Martinez ran towards him and pulled him up from the ground. He kept patting De Paul's shoulders with his two big hands and shouted in Spanish, "Cheer up!""There's still time in the game! Don't be so fussy! We lost one, just fight back!!"

"We didn't lose the game, why are you looking so sad?!"

Martinez forced out a grin, which was not handsome at all, but rather a bit scary. De Paul couldn't help laughing at Martinez's funny expression.

"Yeah, that's right, you have to laugh!"

"You should laugh!"

Rodri, wearing the captain's armband, clapped his hands loudly to boost morale, while Jota had been waiting in the center circle. Seeing De Paul turn around, he waved his hand to signal De Paul to return to his position quickly.

"What's there to be afraid of if you lose one?! Let's see, brothers, beat him two more!"

De Paul looked at his teammates around him and felt at ease.

After all, it was just a goal lost, and the score was only 1-1. There was no need to be afraid, let alone blame himself.

The game started again soon.

The scene of the Wolves' disintegration that Burgos had just expected did not happen. Instead, the Wolves players quickly reorganized their defense. In order to further limit Atletico's wing breakthrough, the Wolves' wing forwards retreated further in the past few minutes.

The goal interrupted the Wolves' control of the game, but it only interrupted it for a few minutes.

In the last one or two minutes of injury time, the Wolves launched another attack, and Rodri's long shot almost hit the goal range. Atletico, who had just scored a goal, did not dare to relax at all, and even had some panic, but the Wolves, who had just lost the ball, seemed completely unaffected.

In such a weird atmosphere, the first half of the game ended.

Simeone's figure disappeared in the box almost at the moment the whistle was blown.

He had to rush to the locker room.