big mouth ball king

Chapter 450 You Are Not Qualified To Teach Me
"Michael, you may think that I am a temporary coach, but let me tell you, as long as I am in the position of coach for a day, then you have to listen to me."

"Boss, I really didn't release the water." Essien almost took out his heart and showed it to Grant.

"Okay, stop talking, go and defend Tang Zhenglong."

Tang Zhenglong saw that Essien's expression was obviously different from before, so he moved over.

"Have you been scolded?"

"It was my defensive mistake. Can you tell me why your confrontation suddenly became stronger."

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

This African Joey Yung is so innocent, if you just ask me, is it possible that I will tell you?
"Chinese Kongfu."

"Chinese Kongfu?"

Essien has also seen Kung Fu movies, of course he didn't know that the movies were fake, so he believed them.

"Then can you teach me next season?"

"Of course you can."

There was fire in Grant's eyes, "You said you were not with Tang Zhenglong? They were talking and laughing, and they almost hugged each other."

Inadvertently, Tang Zhenglong and Grant's eyes met.

Then Grant came to criticize Huai, pretending to be scolding his own players, but it seemed to be blaming Tang Zhenglong.

"Damn, you are a substitute coach, you have a really bad temper."

Tang Zhenglong felt that it was necessary to drive a wedge between Grant and the Chelsea players, and it was best for him to leave during the winter.

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"Didier."

……

"Why did you pop up again?"

"Don't you have to work?"

Tang Zhenglong Khan: "I have entered two, take a rest."

Drogba almost vomited blood, this X outfit is really fresh and refined.

"Didier, do you know why you can't score?"

"why?"

"Because Grant's tactics don't work."

These words reached Drogba's heart, he has never liked Grant, this guy was a rookie before, why should he teach himself!
Tang Zhenglong went on to say: "Your style of play has been thoroughly studied by the Premier League opponents. Now that all teams focus on marking you, of course there are fewer opportunities."

Drogba nodded.

"So the correct way is to play two strikers, and arrange one person to share the defensive pressure on you, so that you are released."

Drogba nodded again, but suddenly he felt that something was wrong, what kind of green onion are you Tang Zhenglong, why do you tell me tactics?

No matter how bad Grant is, he still has a coaching certificate.

"Go! Go! Go! You are from Everton now, you must have no good intentions."

Tang Zhenglong immediately showed a harmless expression.

"One day Blue, forever Blue, my heart is with Chelsea."

Drogba looked at Tang Zhenglong, feeling a little nauseous.

Unexpectedly, Grant saw all of this, and he was furious.

"Didier usually refuses to accept me, and now he's getting together with Tang Zhenglong, he's planning to make me empty."

A dead ball chance.

Grant strode towards Drogba.

"Didier, what are you talking about with Tang Zhenglong, he is from Everton, don't you know? Brain!!"

Drogba is upset, who am I talking to, it's none of your business!
Drogba shrugged, "He came to look for me, if you have the ability, you should yell at Tang Zhenglong."

This is a satire that Grant has no ability, how can he bear it!

"What did you say, say it again!"

Drogba smiled contemptuously.

At this juncture, Tang Zhenglong appeared and stood in front of Grant.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's all my fault."

Grant is so angry that everything is your fault?It was originally your fault.

"It was your fault."

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. If you want to hit me, hit me, and if you want to scold me, scold me."

Grant really wanted to beat Tang Zhenglong.

"Don't disgust me, so many cameras are filming, you know I can't beat you."

"Then how about this? During the intermission, find a place where no one is around, and beat me up to vent your anger."

Grant's not feeling well all over, what's the matter!You still want to fight with me?

"You disappear from my sight, immediately!!"

"Also, stop talking to my players."

Tang Zhenglong shrugged, "I can't guarantee this. They all like to talk to me. Someone complained to me just now. You are the worst coach he has ever seen."

After finishing speaking, Tang Zhenglong immediately covered his mouth with an expression of "I said something wrong".

"Who said that?"

Tang Zhenglong shook his head, "I can't say it!"

"Well, I will leave you a call later, if you have any confusion about football tactics, please call me."

Grant gave Tang Zhenglong a "I want to strangle you" look.

Then Tang Zhenglong went to chat with Chelsea players whenever he had a chance, and Grant saw it, and his heart became more and more blocked.

Finally the whistle sounded for the end of the first half.

There was a lot of boos at Stamford Bridge, and someone was calling Grant to dismiss get out of class.

Taking over after Mourinho, the pressure can be imagined, and Grant did not respond and left blankly.

In the player tunnel, Tang Zhenglong was patted by someone, and when he turned his head, it was Grant.

"Come with me if you have the guts."

Tang Zhenglong followed.

Coming to an empty corner, Grant said, "Don, I can tell you that I will not stay at Chelsea next season, which means there will be no intersection between us, so I hope you will not interfere with my players."

Tang Zhenglong put on a look of incomprehension.

"Coach, why can't I understand what you said? I have never interfered with your players."

"If you don't believe me, I can repeat to you what I told them."

"I discussed tactics with Didier."

"Michael and I also discussed tactics."

"In fact, they are all good players, but they were delayed by tactics."

Grant's face went from green to white.

"What qualifications do you have to talk about tactics?"

Tang Zhenglong said boldly: "The current football tactics are developing too fast. Another example is my invisible running method, which is the latest tactics."

puff.

Isn't this lazy?There is also an invisible movement method.

Grant felt that he couldn't talk to Tang Zhenglong alone. He seemed to have a kind of magic power that could trap you in.

"Okay, I don't think you are qualified to teach me, but I have an international coaching certificate."

Grant walked quickly to the door of the locker room. The door was ajar, and the voices inside could be heard clearly. He could only hear Essien saying: "I think Tang Zhenglong's advice to me is quite reasonable. He said that I should participate more in offense."

Wright Jr. interjected: "Don also gave me advice that I should cut inside and shoot like Robben did."

Everyone, you speak my word.

Grant clenched his fists, "You're treating me like a P before I leave."

"That bastard, Tang Zhenglong!"

(End of this chapter)