258 UEFA Cup Finals

When Trim entered the locker room, he shook the locker room door fiercely.

A "bang--" made all the players of Galatasaray sit up straight. Because they all saw Trim's blue face.

Trim looked at the players below and was not angry. Their performance in the first half was so bad that they didn't have a chance.

"Your performance is just shit. I don't know if you are professional players."

"We are only one step away from the League Cup championship, but let's see what you do. Don't you have a little shame, and you don't have a little desire? Looking at the League Cup champion, I don't have any idea.

"Emre, I think you did well in the first half." Trim suddenly named Emre.

"What, I feel embarrassed because I'm going to transfer to Blackburn soon." Trim looked sideways at the young genius he had cultivated. You didn't see the man who scored the goal just now. He is Blackburn's core midfielder Miku, that is, the player who plays the same position as you.

"I'm fucking telling you now that with your current shit performance, you go to Blackburn to be a substitute. With your performance, when it comes to Blackburn, you still want to be Miku's successor.

"If you want to live on Black Station, just give me some skills. Let the young man over there show you your strength.

Trim couldn't suppress his anger and scolded Emre. Now go over and forget everything. Show your strength and let Blackburn see your strength.

In the face of Trim in anger, Emre could only nod.

But I also woke up in shock. If you can't show a good performance, you will definitely underestimate the Blackburn players. And it will also leave a bad impression on the head coach of Blackburn.

Emre is only 19 years old at this time, which is the time of youth. In the eyes of Emre, a touted genius, there is no player at all. Even Blackburn's midfield core Miku is just like that in Emre's eyes.

He is twenty-seven years old, and he hasn't made any fame yet.

Emre always thought that as long as he went to Blackburn, it would take much time to replace Miku's main position.

But when I heard Trim's words, I knew that my performance in this game was too bad. It will definitely give Blackburn a bad impression on the head coach.

After Trim finished scolding, he began to arrange the tactics of the second half.

When the two teams were busy arranging the second half tactics, the fans on both sides of the court were not willing to be weak.

Laugh at each other. Galatasaray fans scolded Blackburn as an upstart and Jack. Walker's plaything. Blackburn fans hit back at them "without paying for your salary".

............After the start of the second half, Galatasaray stepped up the pace of attack. Emre suddenly became more active. The running in the midfield was much more active than in the first half.

George looked at Galatasaray's play and understood that Trim wanted to find a way in the middle. Like Capello, Triem also wants to hit Makelele at this point. George really doesn't understand why Capello and Trim think Maclelei is easy to bully.

Is Macleley the biggest loophole in Blackburn in their eyes?

George smiled. Since you want to hit the middle road, I will give you the middle road. George simply made a tactical arrangement.

Soon, both Miku and Deko withdrew and gradually handed over control of the midfield to the other side. Of course, it's not a complete loss of the midfield, but a strategic retreat.

"Haji, pass the ball... Suke got the ball. Sooke didn't carry the ball, but knocked back... Emre... Maclelei!"

This is a very typical cooperation of Galatasaray. Haji's pass, and then the tall Hakan. Suke's knockback is either handed over to Haji or Emre. They all have the ability to shoot from a long distance.

Suk's return is very good. Both the power of the return and the angle of the return are quite excellent.

The ball should be very comfortable to give to Emre. But just as Emre was ready to shoot, Makelele appeared beside Emre like a ghost. It was very easy to hook the ball under Emre's feet.

"Maclerelei, it's really a good back. It suddenly occurred to me that George said. It's called a good fighter who has no outstanding merit, which may be a midfielder like Maclele. Usually you can't see anything, but you can always ensure the safety of the defense line. I won't let my defense line have any problems.

"Do good fighters have no great achievements? What do you mean?" Alan. Hansen asked Mortson with a smile.

"I'm not very clear about it. It seems to be from a military book in ancient China."

Is it the Sun Tzu's Art of War? George, as a coach, has now begun to study the art of war, hehe.

After Maclelele grabbed the ball, he took a step, crossed Emre and handed it over to Deko in front of him. Deko took the opportunity to cross over to Pires on the left.

Pires generally uses excellent technology in the Premier League, which is mainly related to Blackburn's compression of the opponent's formation. So there is not much space for Pires to perform his speed, but this does not mean that Pires is slow.

Pyre's speed is definitely not slow.

Compared with players such as Bellamy, Duff, and later Walcott and Lennon, Pires's speed is indeed not fast. That's because the speed of those people is abnormal. Compared with some other wing-backs, Pires's speed is definitely first-class.

So after Pires got the ball, Galatasaray's right-back was thrown there as soon as he accelerated.

Pure did not rush directly into the penalty area, but continued to run straight along the sideline. Seeing that the right-back was out of position, Galatasaray's central defender quickly came to fill the position.

"Piere... He continued to rush forward and pass..."

Pires did not shake the central defender who came up the position, but directly made a cross.

Pires's breakthrough pass is good, and his pass is excellent.

"Clozzi and Popescu are fighting... Klose, Klose headed the ball with Popescu!"

In fact, Klose and Popescu are about the same height. But Popescu is old and his bounce is far less than when he was young. And Klose's bouncing power is absolutely amazing. So when grabbing the header, Klose jumped high and completely beat Popescu.

Popescu just jumped up and understood. This ball can't beat Klose. Therefore, Popescu held Klose tightly and used a very hidden movement to make Klose lose strength.

But at this time, Klose could not feel Popescu's interference at all, and he only had the ball in his eyes.

Cloze has only one idea in mind. This goal must be scored! This goal must be scored!

So after jumping hard, Klose shook his head fiercely against the ball.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mortson shouted loudly in the commentary room. This goal is scored, Klose, it's Klose! Tfarel didn't respond at all. Popescu, facing young Klose, has no confrontational ability at all.

Klose, this is Klose's twenty-fifth goal this season. Bis 0, Blackburn is already 1-0 ahead of Galatasaray.

"I didn't expect it. In the high-profile League Cup final, people hope to see a good match. But I didn't expect that the game was calm. Blackburn completely dominated, and Galatasaray could not create a trace of threat in front of Blackburn.

"Two to zero, it seems that Blackburn has completely put the UEFA Cup final into his arms."

"There are still 25 or 26 minutes before the end of the game. I don't believe that Galatasaray still has a chance to win back the score."

Mortson was very excited to explain. Morson has always been very friendly to George and Blackburn.

Of course, even if it is not a Morterson commentator, as long as it is an English commentator, it will definitely favor the English team. Even if this team is not your favorite team.

After Klose's head, he has been looking at the ball. When he saw the ball enter the goal, he jumped up excitedly. Use the front flip of his most iconic surname, and it is two front flips in a row. Then he ran to the bench with open arms.

When he saw George, he picked him up and turned around twice.

"Head, we won the championship, didn't we?" Klose said excitedly.

"Yes, this champion must be ours. No one can take it away."

"George and Klose are really affectionate." Seeing that Klose directly picked up George and turned around twice, Mortson laughed.

Alan. Hansen nodded beside him.

"Of course. George gave Klose unimaginable trust, and Klose rewarded George's trust. In such an important final, a goal was scored to lock the winning game.

When Klose picked up George, everyone in Blackburn's bench came to pat Klose on the shoulder.

"George, we are really going to win the League Cup!" Evan and Carl are also very excited.

Now it is two goals ahead of Galatasaray, and Klose's goal is the goal to win the game.

"Champion, champion! We are the champions!" Blackburn fans are already cheering. They believe that the League Cup champion must belong to their own team.

Trim stamped his feet fiercely. Trim was very angry that the game was a completely asymmetrical game.

My side is already floating in people's hearts, salary issues, poaching issues, reporters and scouts' rotation, disturbing the team's preparation plan. Trim was unconvinced and gave himself a chance to fight fairly. His team would never be so cowardly.

During this period of time, Galatasaray didn't even exert 70% or 80% of his strength.

Trim was very angry. George, this damn fox! Why don't you fight with yourself in a dignified way, but use that kind of dirty tricks.

(To be continued)