Chapter 77 Twenty Minutes 1
At the end of the first half, Marseille fell behind Auxerre 1:2 at home, and their only goal was scored by a penalty kick.
Zhang Yang walked to the player with a heavy expression. The camera has been aimed at his face, as if trying to capture some information from the young man's facial expression.
"The Marseilles are 1:2 behind Auxerre. At halftime, Fernandez needs to make adjustments, but he doesn't know if he will continue to give Zhang Yang a chance. In the first half of the game, there were not many opportunities for Zhang Yang. He also declined the opportunity given by his teammates to give him a penalty. Obviously, he hopes to be dignified. Score a positive goal to prove yourself. In the second half of the game, I hope to see Zhang Yang on the court. In fact, we want to tell Zhang Yang that you are not alone. There are countless domestic fans behind you supporting you. He Wei said emotionally. As a commentator, a Chinese commentator is still very excited to see Chinese players struggling in the five major leagues they explain. When they perform well, they cheer for him, and when they don't perform well, everyone is worried about him.
"Isn't this little rabbit just that he didn't score a goal? Is it so heavy? It's like my father is dead." Looking at the ugly expression on the TV screen, Zhang Guodong scolded angrily, "If you want to fight, just play in the second half."
"Dead old man, what are you talking about? Do you talk like that?" Mother Zhang stared at her wife angrily.
Zhang Dahai, his fiancee Tang Li, and Li Qiang all laughed. It's hard.
"Yang Yang is the same. Why didn't he take a penalty in the first half? Otherwise, he would have scored a goal." Si'er said with regret.
"You know nothing. This is the backbone of publicity. The master's confrontation is the momentum." Li Qiang retorted.
" Come on, you have read too many martial arts novels."
"Haha."
"I hope Zhang Yang can perform well in the second half."
"Oh, yeah."
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Back to Verrodham Stadium.
The home team's locker room.
Across a wall, the Marseille players can clearly hear the laughter of the Auxerre. They know why the Auxerre is laughing. At the last moment of the first half, they scored again and the Auxerre took the lead. Naturally, they were very happy.
It's just that this laughter, which sounds so harsh to Marseille players - it makes them unhappy, very unpleasant.
"Mom. Yes! Mom. Of!!" In the first half, Zhang Yang kicked the wall with almost nothing to do. When I left just now. He was holding back depression and anger. He didn't want the camera to capture his depressed look and returned to the locker room. His anger broke out uncontrollably. The reason why he was angry was that his performance was too bad.
"Don't vent your extra strength on the wall." A cold voice came from behind.
Zhang Yang turned around and saw Fernandez's angry face. Zhang Yang shrank his neck. This was the first time he saw Fernandez angry with himself.
"The coach must be very dissatisfied with his performance." Zhang Yang thought. He was worried that he would be replaced. Suddenly, I felt even more depressed.
A goal behind Auxerre in the first half made many Marseille players very upset. They vented their dissatisfaction in the locker room.
"The Auxerre are so shameless. They are simply shrinking turtles."
"Yes, why don't they send a 5-5-0 formation?"
"The team that still ranks second is really not pursuing it."
A group of angry people said that they were dissatisfied with Auxerre's shrinking defensive tactics after the opening lead, believing that Auxerre was not worthy of the second place in the table.
When Fernandez followed Zhang Yang in, everyone was still talking indignantly. I didn't notice the head coach coming in at all.
As the players spoke, they really blamed the opponent's 'despicable' all-line tactics for falling behind in the first half of the game, but selectively forgot the problems of their own defense line and the team's offensive problems.
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"Shh - the coach is here." Someone saw Fernandez and reminded everyone.
Everyone just saw Fernandez with an angry face. It could be seen that the head coach was in a bad mood. They all shut up with interest.
"Did I remind you before the game? Remember what I said!" After looking around the locker room, Fernandez asked with a straight face. I have already said what kind of team Auxerre is. Who can tell me what I said at that time?"
Naturally, no one speaks at this time.
Fernandez suddenly raised his voice. "I said that Auxerre is a team that pays great attention to defense. Look at the number of goals they have conceded so far this season. Therefore, you should have been ready for a tough battle. Although the opening goal is unexpected, this should not be your forgiveness. The reason for my own performance."
"Have you never experienced such a game in your career that lags behind at the beginning? Haven't you ever met a team that defends all-round? Do you want to tell me that such a game needs to be given up early?
Fernandez's voice was getting louder and louder, and he slapped the table. This made many people's hearts jump. The old man rarely behaved so angry. Some people immediately thought that Fernandez must have heard what they said just now, so the old man was so angry.
"Do you think you have found a reason for falling behind? I found a reason to lose the game. The reason is that you are not strong enough, but that your opponent is too despicable, and your opponent is a shrinking turtle!"
Well, everyone knows the reason for the head coach's anger, because the players are angry because they have no fighting spirit to complain! That's all!
In Fernandez's loud rhetorical question, the Marseille players slowly lowered their heads.
"In the first half of the game, I know you all want to help Zhang score goals, but don't be so stubborn. You can try other offensive routines."
Zhang Yang didn't look up. He clenched his fist. Fernandez's words will only remind him that his teammates were very interesting in the first half of the game. As long as there was a chance, they would pass the ball to him. This is even a reason for Marseille's poor attack to a certain extent, because Zhang Yang's performance was really bad.
Zhang Yang suddenly felt even more uncomfortable. When the team needed to score goals, he not only failed to score goals, but also seemed to drag down the team.
"Are you men?" Fernandez asked, "Men should keep their trust! If you have promised, you must do it! I agree that you want to help Zhang score a goal, but if you want to use your brain on the court, is Auxerl's defense really so impeccable?! You idiots!"
Everyone looked up at Fernandez.
Zhang Yang also looked up at the head coach. He thought he was going to be replaced, but after hearing Fernandez's intention, he would still be on the court.
He clenched his fist secretly. He must score a goal and work harder to find a goal opportunity. However, as the head coach said, you have to use your brain to play football, and you have to think about it yourself.
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Fernandez scratched on the tactical board: "I believe you can see that little Xie Lu is the core of Auxerre's attack. Pay attention to his position. Wherever he goes, it means where Auxerre's offensive focus is. So our defense should focus on this person. If you limit him, Auxerre's counterattack and attack will be dumb, stifling the danger of the defense line in the bud, and our attack can also be more convenient.
Fernandez glanced at Zhang Yang: "Zhang, you are in the front in the second half. You don't need to defend back. Your task is to seize every opportunity to attack and score goals."
Fernandez thought about it and still has to put pressure on this boy. Although he knows that this boy will definitely put pressure on himself, Fernandez feels that it is not enough. He also knows Zhang Yang. Never worry about this young man's pressure. All you have to do is to put pressure on him.
Zhang Yang should thank the first head coach of his career. As Fernandez, who is good at training young people, he is indeed very helpful to Zhang Yang's growth. This gentleman knows how to stimulate all the potential of a young man, can grasp the character of his player, and is good at using the coach. He is a good coach.
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"I want to tell you that I will give you 20 minutes in the second half. If your performance still doesn't satisfy me. I will replace you without hesitation." Fernandez looked into Zhang Yang's eyes and said.
Zhang Yang didn't say anything, he just nodded hard.
He is a striker. The striker's performance is good. There is only one measure, that is, the goal! That is to say, in these 20 minutes, he must score a goal!
Is this a very difficult task? In the eyes of outsiders, it is true. Zhang Yang's performance is there.
At this time, I'm afraid no one will believe that they can play a hat-trick! Zhang Yang sat there thinking. Speaking of which, if there is a hat-trick, I will score a goal in at least 15 minutes in the second half of 45 minutes. This is more demanding than the coach's twenty minutes for himself.
Zhang Yang lifted his jersey, looked at his T-shirt, and looked at the words on it. But the teeth creaked.
This is really the worst battle! Don't give up until the end!
Subsequently, Fernandez began to make tactical adjustments in the second half of the game.
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On the other side, in the visiting team locker room where Auxerre is located. After praising the team's performance in the first half, Auxerre's head coach Santini also made arrangements for the second half of the game: "In the second half, our tactics are still defensive counterattacks. If there is a chance, counterattack. If there is no chance, don't take risks. Our task is to win, 2:1 and 3:1 for us. It's all the same. Our task is to get three points.
"The No. 27 of Marseilles doesn't seem to be a threat now, but you two should not be careless and give him a chance to score." Santini said to Jore and Akale. Some people have been criticizing Santini for saying that he is narrow-minded and eager to report. Now it seems that there is really a point. Before the game, Zhang Yang fought with the media and said that he wanted to score three goals in this game. Santini remembered his hatred and would rather sacrifice the team's attack than freeze Zhang Yang and not give Zhang Yang a chance to score.