bigabreads Chapter 306 Suffocating Operations
Chapter 306 Suffocating Operations
Chapter 306 Suffocating Operations
"Coach Favre's tactics really made us suffer. He almost managed to complete the feat of double-killing Bayern in one season."
In the post-match press conference, Heynckes sent praise to his opponent from the heart.
Thinking of Borussia Borussia's extremely simple but extremely sharp counterattacks in the first half, Hai Gonggong's little heart still couldn't help trembling, especially after Van Buyten injured himself because he wanted to play black feet Sometimes, he even wanted to go up and kill this clever guard who was mistaken by cleverness himself!
Home coach Favre shook his head resignedly.
Borussia could have really created a miracle. They led for more than 80 minutes, but lost three points in the last 10 minutes!
"I won't criticize the players. They performed very well throughout the game, but Bayern is Bayern after all. They have too many excellent players. Mr. Shinco Golden Ball really deserves that trophy. I congratulate Bayern win."
Favre congratulated his opponent in a big way, and then put his eyes on his eyes:
"Although it is a pity to lose this game, we will not be depressed. Compared with last season, relegation is no longer our goal this year. I will work with these young lads to hit a higher goal! "
Borussia Borussia's player representative, Royce, who completed one pass and one shot in this game, seemed to be still immersed in the final defeat, and his emotions had obviously not returned to calm:
"I was sure I was out of him and I knew his speed was unstoppable, so I didn't stop and went straight for the goal. But just as I was about to adjust my position and hit the goal, he was like a head. He shot suddenly like a cheetah that had been preparing for a long time. When I saw that he was still able to explode with such amazing energy in stoppage time, I didn't even have the idea of getting up and chasing him..."
Royce's face was full of regret, he pursed his lips hard, but his eyes gradually became firm.
After moving to Dortmund next season, the number of matches between the two sides will definitely be more frequent!
At that time... I will definitely become stronger!
Just wait and see!
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The home team's interview was soon robbed of the limelight by the visiting team.
This time it was Heynckes' turn to comment on his players:
"It must be admitted that although we have a certain advantage in various statistics, we played extremely badly in the first half. Fouls, mistakes, anti-aircraft shots, continuous counterattacks, injuries... We encountered almost all adversities, During the 10 minutes of the second half, I also felt confused and overwhelmed."
Heynckes scratched his nose a little embarrassedly, showing a self-deprecating smile:
"In this situation, as a manager, I have to rely on the players to recover their composure.
Good thing we have these great players, Gomez and Müller tied the score, I breathed a sigh of relief, and at that moment, the Dragons conceded the ball...
I bet, my heartbeat must have exceeded two hundred at that time! "
The game MVP sitting next to him shrugged his shoulders and listened to the German coach continue to say:
"Fortunately, Long once again brought us a surprise. He made up for the mistakes he made in the first place, and scored the overtake goal himself, helping Bayern secure the first position in the standings and saving us. Thank you for the heart that almost jumped out of your throat."
He really turned his head and said something to the players around him.
The reporters in the audience laughed happily, and Long Shute also burst into laughter.
But he still didn't forget to correct the coach's mistakes:
"I have to say, I didn't make a mistake at the last moment."
Heynckes froze for a moment.
The reporters who were still laughing were also stunned.
Everyone is looking at this guy who likes to speak wild words, wanting to see what he wants to say.
Just listen to Long Shute's unhurried explanation:
"Borussia's three lines of defense are very neat, and the distance is too close. If I dribble directly and break through, it is difficult to succeed in such a small space. So, I used a little trick to attract all their forwards. came out, and then completely broke up their defensive formation..."
Everyone was stunned!
Royce's body trembled involuntarily.
"If I heard you right, you mean..."
The Munich Evening News team reporter Michelle Smith ignored the opposition of the press officer and stood up on his own:
"You lost the ball... on purpose?"
"Of course, there is clearly nothing wrong with your hearing, Mr. Smith."
Long Shute answered him with a smile.
Some of the reporters present gave out unbelievable exclamations, and some showed expressions of disdain—how is this possible?
But no one noticed, Royce lowered his eyes slightly.
"I never praise my performance on the field for no reason, but this conceded goal is obviously true."
Long Shute raised the corners of his mouth, and spread his hands towards the reporters in the audience, with a serious look:
"Do you really believe ... that a Mr Ballon d'Or like me, with all his concentration, stops the ball five meters away?
Think about it again, if I was really unprepared, how could I turn around and chase after the first time?"
In the face of mountains of ironclad evidence and strong logic, most reporters believed Long Shute's explanation, but this explanation still made people feel suffocated.
I don’t know if there are any tactics in Europe similar to lure a snake out of a hole and encircle Wei to save Zhao. Anyway, when CCTV reporter Liu Jiayuan heard this explanation, he immediately drafted a title full of military atmosphere:
"A true tactical master on the green field, Captain Long is really like a god in using troops!"
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While those reporters happily concocted the report of "Master Tactician Long Shute", "Little Rocket" Royce buried his head in his arms.
Perhaps he was the one who couldn't accept Long Shute's explanation the most.
Because he is the one who is most eager to win in Borussia.
Obviously he worked so hard to find a chance to fight back, and obviously he almost became a hero...
But in that guy's mouth, these things... were all in his expectation?!
How is this tmd possible?
But... if not, how to explain everything that happened after that?
How did he turn around and catch up to himself who was sprinting at full speed in such a short time?
Royce's mood collapsed at the moment.
It's not that he can't accept failure, what he can't accept is that he works hard but is like a fool and a puppet in the eyes of others!
When did the press conference end?
Royce didn't know, he didn't even know how he walked out of the news hall, and stood outside alone to blow the wind.
One figure after another walked past him, but his eyes still seemed to be unfocused, scanning the gray world aimlessly.
Then he heard a strange voice:
"Hi, Marco."
The muscles on Royce's face trembled slightly, and he could barely see the person in front of him clearly.
Longshut and Royce were not familiar at all, but he still called him by his first name instead of his last name very affectionately.
"Hello."
Royce nodded towards the other party, and then stretched out his right hand convincingly:
"Your performance is truly astounding."
"Haha, you are also very good, I'm telling the truth..."
Long Shute smiled and shook hands with him, then leaned into his ear and whispered:
"I'm sorry, Marco, what I just said at the press conference...was all bragging."
The expression on Royce's face changed indescribably in an instant, and then he asked again:
"Then why were you able to catch up with me? Isn't it because you were prepared?"
"Because... I run much faster than you." Long Shute was not humble.
Royce finally showed a slightly relaxed smile, and he nodded vigorously:
"Thank you for telling me you're a good guy."
Long Shute couldn't help but sneezed.
I just because the name Marco makes me feel very kind, I can't bear to see you collapsed because of the collapse of faith!
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Marco van Basten, the best coach in the world in 2011 who was on holiday in Australia, sneezed too.
He seemed to hear someone saying his name?
Could it be that damned God?
Alas, why did the sky on this beach suddenly turn black?
(End of this chapter)