i'm a superstar

Chapter 81

After the international match day, the list of the Champions League quarter-finals was also produced.Sure enough, it was very unfortunate that Inter Milan won the Premier League giants Chelsea.

There's a good show here.

Mourinho played against his old club, that defensive car was suffocating, is he shooting himself in the foot?

The answer is yes, at least the major European news media and celebrities think so. They think that Mourinho's new team is still in the running-in stage, and it is difficult to beat Chelsea, whose lineup has been running in for several years.

When the media was hyping Inter Milan=Chelsea’s new-old confrontation, on April 2009, 4, Inter Milan led by Mourinho defeated Udinese 6-30 in the 1th round of Serie A.

This is a difficult game. Inter Milan started off smoothly. It seems that after an international match day, the players became heavy and couldn't run. The whole 90-minute game was very dull. They didn't even A threatening attack, let alone a shot.

In stoppage time at the end of the game, Udinese finally broke the deadlock on the field and scored a key goal. However, it was their own goal. Therefore, Inter Milan unexpectedly won a victory and won Gained valuable away 3 points.

But, next, can their luck still be so good?Three days, said it was three days, but in fact it was less than three days at all. They had to fly thousands of miles to England to challenge the strong troops. The key was Chelsea, who had no defense. To be honest, the madman didn't know what to do.

Because of a guilty conscience, Mourinho must be very strict when training Zhang Han and the others.

No, Zhang Han was called to the sidelines by Mourinho just because he lost his defensive position. His nose was not his nose, and his face was not his face.

"Your temper is so stinky! Your mouth is also stinky! The old man must have not brushed his teeth today!"

Standing on the sidelines, Zhang Han muttered softly as Mourinho sprayed a lot of saliva on his chest.

"What did you say? Did I say you wrong? You just have poor tactical execution ability and run around on the field." Mourinho touched his hooked nose and said with a guilty conscience.

After all, standing in front of a giant like a mountain, and being a head shorter, he always felt very depressed.

He was really afraid, really afraid that this guy would be impulsive, and give him a hit. Recently, didn't he hear that this guy beat up more than 50 teammates of his national team and sent him to the hospital!
Of course, Zhang Han didn't know what Mourinho was thinking. As a few days passed, the number of his beatings continued to increase, and his rumors became more and more outrageous. He only knew that he had to explain himself to Mourinho. Thoughts, so he sorted out his thoughts and said:

"Coach, I'm not running around, I just feel..."

Zhang Han scratched his head, and couldn't think of what to say for a while. He really didn't want to be pushed to the bench by a madman because he said something wrong at this critical moment.

"What do you think?"

After Mourinho asked, he regretted it. He felt that this guy Zhang Han deliberately didn't go on, and there must be nothing good. He was a little flustered.

"I think your tactics are too conservative and you are not ready to win this game."

Forget it, let me just say it directly!It's really uncomfortable to be hesitating, Zhang Hanxin said, expressing his point of view loudly.

Mourinho smiled playfully when he heard Zhang Han's words. He looked very charming, handsome and elegant, and said: "I know them too well. You are right, I just am not ready to win."

He spoke very simply. Facing his most proud disciple, he thought that there was nothing worth hiding, so he directly expressed his thoughts.

However, what Mourinho didn't expect was that this was not what Zhang Han wanted to say, he hadn't finished yet!
"So, coach, I think you are wrong, you are too conservative, we may lose badly."

Mourinho's face darkened and his eyebrows raised, "Zhang, you have to know that you are my player, and you have no right to interfere with the head coach's tactics."

The madman was stabbed in the vitals by Zhang Han, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, almost shouting.

"I know, coach, but I want to win." Zhang Han yelled in his heart as he spoke, "Anna, you are instigating me to challenge the authority of the coach again. I will be killed by you sooner or later."

"I'm really a dog picking a mouse, Lu Dongbin, meat buns beat a dog, meddling in my own business." Anna said a bunch.

"What's with what?" Zhang Han was overwhelmed by her nonsense, and yelled annoyedly, but it was all in his heart.

"It's your business, I don't care about it in the future!"

"Ah! Sister, can't you be my own sister? Tell me, why did you ask Mourinho to change his tactics?"

Poor Zhang Han, a big star with great reputation outside, dared to confront the most domineering head coach, but when he came to Anna, he became an obedient little sheep.

"Didn't I say that? According to statistics, in this game, Inter Milan's offense has a winning rate of 15%, and the defensive counterattack has a winning rate of only 10%. Even fools know to choose the one with a higher chance of winning!"

"How do you calculate? Can you tell me more specifically?" Zhang Han asked.

"The specific is to build a data model based on the past battle history, plus the recent performance, plus the player's ability value and the coach's ability value, and then..."

After listening to Anna's eloquence, even the digital modeling of advanced mathematics came out, Zhang Han really knew that he was wrong, and quickly stopped him: "Okay, okay, I don't want to know how you calculated it."

"Coach!" Zhang Han stood straight, like a recruit being inspected by the country's top leader, and yelled, "Coach, my instinct tells me that we should attack, so I bet three hundred euros , if we lose this attack, I will give you three hundred euros."

Mourinho almost burst out laughing, this guy is too stingy to bet on such a small amount, but he still managed to hold back, after all, it would be too embarrassing to laugh in front of his subordinates, "Tell me! What exactly do you think?"

In fact, Mourinho is also very clear in his heart. Whenever he is not sure, he will be used to being conservative. At this second, he is a little grateful to Zhang Han. This guy seems to be not afraid of anything, which makes him feel frightened. A teenager?

"Coach!..." Zhang Han roughly explained the tactics Anna taught him.

"You kid, you still want to show off yourself!"

Mourinho's eyes lit up, and he wanted to pat Zhang Han's shoulder to express his appreciation, but unfortunately, the altitude was too low, and he stretched his hand halfway, and saw the high shoulder that blocked the sun like a mountain, He could only let his hands stay in the air in embarrassment.

It is true that the key to Zhang Han's tactics is himself, and it can be said that success or failure depends on him. Whether Inter Milan can win depends on his performance.

"Boy, how about you follow me as a coach after you retire? If you don't become a coach, it will definitely be a loss to the international football world."

The computing power of artificial intelligence far exceeds human imagination. This tactic against Chelsea is definitely very clever. How could the genius Mourinho be ignorant!Hearing Zhang Han's report, he laughed and said, turned around and walked outside the court.

"Coach, I haven't finished yet! We should be like this... this..."

Zhang Han grabbed the madman who was about to leave, and decided to talk to him about the specific tactical details.

"I'll talk about it in detail later. I'm in a hurry." For some reason, Mourinho was so anxious that he broke free from Zhang Han and ran away.

"Haha!..." Zhang Han laughed.

"You're such a bad guy. You know he's going to go to the bathroom, but you still keep him talking." Anna laughed out of breath.

"Who asked him to scold me, can't hold it back!" Zhang Hanshuang couldn't help it, "It's called self-sufficiency after many injustices, ha ha!"

(End of this chapter)