football's number one madman

Chapter 463 You have to believe in yourself!Mourinho!

[Fu*k! 】

[Me*de! 】

Eric Bailly (Bay) couldn't resist swearing in English and French at the same time.

Since he kicked Ibrahimovic's ass in excitement last season, he, who was rarely injured...began to suffer from frequent injuries.

This season, he managed to play a few starts, but today he was just slapped by Li Boluo, and he felt a tearing pain in his knee!

[Not a ligament!Not the ligaments! 】

While receiving the diagnosis and treatment from the team doctors, he prayed frantically in his heart, hoping that God could hear his pious prayer.

But God obviously didn't hear it. After checking for a full 3 minutes, Manchester United's team doctors still sent a notice to Mourinho with great caution:

"He can't hold on, he must be replaced!"
-
"This... is really a double whammy!"

In the live broadcast room, Ferdinand's face was so dark that ink dripped out.

Carragher is completely gloating:

"Jones was sent off and Bailly was injured. I am looking forward to Mourinho's adjustment at half-time."

Lineker shrugged his shoulders:

"Even if Sir Alex Ferguson personally picks up the hair dryer, facing this situation... it will be difficult to change, right?"
-
Mourinho did not wait for the final whistle, he got into the player channel ahead of time, and went to prepare the tactical arrangements for the intermission, leaving everyone with a firm back.

But before his back completely disappeared, he heard a huge cheer from Stamford Bridge:

"Wow~~~"

Mourinho's footsteps stopped, and he couldn't help but look back, but saw a sharp and arrogant face, rushing towards him at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint!

Fabregas' free kick went around the wall. He didn't immediately look for the encircled Polo, but instead found the captain Cahill who was relatively relaxed.

After the transmission, Xiaofa couldn't help but make a sign of the cross on his chest:

【Sorry, Boss Polo! 】

[The defensive players around you...there are too many! 】

Cahill easily grabbed the spot, and a powerful header hit the goal directly!
But he still underestimated the reaction speed of the Manchester United goalkeeper. De Gea lowered his center of gravity with an unimaginable speed, and made a very easy-to-crap "Geia sitting on the lotus", blocking the football with the toe of his left foot!

But before De Gea could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a blue figure...appearing on the path where the football bounced off!

【Made! 】

【How did he appear in that position? 】

Facing Lee Polo's close shot, De Gea, who is still sitting on the goal line, has nothing to do!
3: 0!

[Negative emotions from De Gea, +296! 】

Lee Polo, who scored the goal, immediately turned around and rushed towards Mourinho who had not yet fully entered the player channel!
"José!"

As he ran wildly, he shouted Mourinho's name:

"The game is not over yet! You have to believe in yourself!"

"After 15 minutes, I will wait for your king to return!"

Mourinho, who was encouraged, burst into fighting spirit instantly!

Seeing Li Poluo with a sincere smile on his face, he couldn't help but clenched his fists:
[This bastard! 】

【You just wait for me! 】

[Don't bully the middle-aged and poor! 】

[Negative sentiment from Jose Mourinho, +1414! 】

"Drip, drip, drip~~~"

The first half of the game is over! -
"In the away game, 0:3 behind, the main force has one red and one injury at the back. We are at an absolute disadvantage, and it seems irreparable...Is that true? I don't think so."

In the visiting team's dressing room, Mourinho is encouraging the frustrated players:
"In the history of football, it is not a unique miracle that you are three goals behind in the first 45 minutes, but you catch up and win in the second 3 minutes.

You must all know which final this is. "

There was a hint of helplessness in his expression.

He also wanted to use Manchester United's classic reversal to encourage players, but he thought of the next door for the first time:
"As the manager of Manchester United, I don't want to encourage you with other people's classic battles, but we can also learn something..."

"Even if we can't take three points away from here, we have to make them pay something!"
-
When the visiting team's coach gritted his teeth and gave a mobilization speech, the atmosphere on the home team's side was undoubtedly much more relaxed.

Someone even ridiculed poor Bailey:

"Isn't he too unfortunate? He obviously didn't do anything..."

Lee Polo glanced at the young teammate, but did not express his thoughts.

[In order to ensure that I could hit someone when I fell, I almost sprained my abdominal muscles! 】

[You don't even know how I silently paid behind the scenes! 】

Unlike Mourinho, Conte didn't need to worry too much. He even quietly returned to the corner at the beginning, exchanging his views on the first half with his assistants.

It wasn't until the players had almost rested that he patted his butt and walked unhurriedly to the tactical board:
"Their three-back system has collapsed. In the second half, they can only play four-back. Then it's our turn to create opportunities!"

Conte pushed a few pieces up a few inches:

"In the most professional way, pay tribute to your former coach!"

Hazard rubbed his smooth chin and showed a complicated smile.

Yes, he doesn't mind stabbing Mourinho a few more times in the heart at all!
"Blast them!"

Li Poluo even took the lead in shouting, motivating the morale of his teammates to the peak.

But he was grabbed by assistant coach Alessio:
"You have to pay attention to your actions, and don't get suspended for provoking the other party!"
-
As Jones turned two yellows to one red and Bailey was injured, Manchester United's central defender was only left with Smalling, and Mourinho had to make adjustments.

But it is a bit embarrassing that there is no one who can replace them on Manchester United's bench.

The 7 substitute players are...Argentina goalkeeper Romero, "New Henry" Martial, Spain's new generation striker Morata, British star Lingard, full-back Damian, explosive head Fellaini, And the defensive all-around Blind.

In Conte's prediction, Mourinho may let the defensive midfielder Matic retreat to play a central defender, and then replace Fellaini, who is both offensive and defensive, and let both sides recover at the same time, turning 352 into 432.

But Mourinho did not let him guess his evolution.

He chose to use Blind as a central defender!
Then, he directly removed Mkhitaryan, who was responsible for the offensive organization task, and replaced him with another striker-Morata!

[Not 432, but... 423? 】

Conte was obviously taken aback:
"What does it mean?"

Assistant coach Alessio put himself in the interpretation:
"Anyway, we're three goals behind. It's meaningless to strengthen the defense. How about increasing the offensive strength, maybe we can still get a miraculous effect?"

Conte bit his lip and couldn't help but glance at Mourinho next to him:
[What a crazy gambler! 】

[Then... let's blow them up! 】

Conte stood on the sidelines and waved to his disciples.

"drop!"

With referee Atkinson's whistle, Li Polo kicked the ball to his backcourt.

Christensen received the ball and split the side. Rudiger teased Rashford before passing it to Azpilicueta on the right front.

Ashley Young, who retreated according to the coach's request, hesitated for a while, and did not step forward to block it immediately, allowing the vice-captain of the Blues to take the ball across the center line and advance the offensive to the opponent's half.

Appearing in front of Azpilicueta was his old teammate Matic. This tall midfielder was second only to Kanter's defensive expert during Chelsea's time. Now at Manchester United, he has quickly become Mourinho. The most trusted midfielder.

Azpilicueta did not try to break through Matic easily, but quickly passed it to Golovin who came to meet him. This young Russian player directly passed the ball to Fabre not far from the middle. Gas.

To everyone's surprise, after catching the ball, Xiaofa glanced to the left this time!
Even Hazard was a little surprised:

【This guy...hasn't he become Li Poluo's lackey long ago? 】

[No matter how many defensive players Li Polo has around him, shouldn't he pass the ball to Li Polo without hesitation? 】

Then, the next second, Hazard saw Fabregas use the outside of his foot... to pass the ball into the penalty area!

Hazard, who had a glimmer of hope just now, completely collapsed!
【MMP!I should have no illusions about this guy! 】

Cesc Fabregas, who passed Hazard as a false pass and Li Polo as his true pass, showed a triumphant smile.

[To pass the ball to Brother Poluo, do you still need to watch him? 】

[Brother Poluo's running position has long been engraved in my mind! 】

[He has completely suppressed Blind now, and he only needs to jump forward to complete the header! 】

Blind, who had just played, had already reached out to pull Li Polo's jersey, but it was still a step too late!
I saw that blue figure flying up against the sky, and directly smashed Fabregas' pass into the goal!
De Gea has nothing to do this time!
4: 0!

[Negative emotions from De Gea, +404! 】

[Blind, +141! 】

[Smolin, +352! 】

[Mourinho, +1555! 】

[Manchester United fans, +9999! 】

[National Red Devils fans, +74886! 】

[Azar, +66! 】

Li Boluo, who was about to celebrate, was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned his gaze to Hazard who secretly expressed his dissatisfaction.

【You kid, if you are dissatisfied with Mourinho, why are you dissatisfied with me? 】

[Aren't I helping you beat Mourinho? 】

Feeling the oppressive feeling of Li Polo, Zhaqiu Wang panicked for no reason. He rushed to Li Polo, knelt down on one knee, patted his thigh, and hugged Li Polo's right foot without any explanation. stand up!

Seeing his teammates so proactively and enthusiastically helping him shine shoes to celebrate, the dissatisfaction in Li Poluo's heart disappeared immediately.

Remy, who was sitting on the bench, saw through everything keenly.

He took out his little book and started to play freely:

"In the 35th second of the second half, Cesc assisted Brother Polo to score with a header, extending the score to 4:0. Brother Polo's goal was so domineering that the whole Stamford Bridge cheered for him.

But Hazard hinted to everyone with small actions that football should be played with feet!Heading a goal is not a hero! "

"Eden Hazard... This man's insidious mind is so insidious!"

"I must remind Brother Poluo! Only I am his most loyal supporter!"

Batshuayi who was sitting next to him felt chills all over his body!

[We Belgian players, when will we gain the sincere trust of Brother Polo? 】

[Remy is not dead, the Blues locker room will never be peaceful! 】

(End of this chapter)