Handsome position is not easy

Chapter 70 Lisbon Derby (4)

Chapter 70 Lisbon Derby ([-])
After Van Hoydonk scored this goal, which was basically scheduled to be the top ten of the Portuguese Liga season in advance, he got up from the ground with his hands on his hands. All the Benfica players gathered in front of the Sporting Lisbon goal. They slapped the Dutch wide The cheers of the entire stadium surrounded this group of guys who were grinning from ear to ear.

Dunk picked up the ball from the net, and stepped onto the guardrail outside the field in three steps at a time. He held the ball in his hand and kissed him fiercely, and shouted to the fans in the stands: "This It's for you, Benfica!"

This center forward, who has wandered in leagues of different countries for many years, has scored countless goals by virtue of overhead kicks and hard-working free kicks, but he has never been as happy as he is today.

One after another calculations, full of treacherous strategies of showing weakness, feints and seductions, Mourinho is not only directing his own team, he is even directing Sporting Lisbon, the opponents in the same city step by step into the preset goal. Unaware of the trap, he took the initiative to give Benfica the opportunity to score easily.

Against a powerful league leader under Mourinho, Van Hoydonk felt a sense of IQ suppression. How long has it been since he experienced this comfort from the top of his head to the soles of his feet?Dunk recalled his first goal in the professional league, almost tears welled up in his eyes.

Maniche looked at Abru, who was still giggling, and couldn't help but slapped him on the back of the head. The captain of Benfica leaned into the young general's ear and said fiercely: "Don't think about continuing to deceive people, go ahead. It’s not so easy to come down, if I see you still hanging out there, you can wait for dinner after the game, the best restaurant in Lisbon.”

Abru's smile disappeared in an instant, and his voice trembled: "No, captain, I can only earn a few hundred euros a month, how can it be enough for dozens of people..."

"There is a bonus for your assists, plus your salary is enough, perform well, or I will keep it for you."

Maniche bared his big white teeth and showed a self-conscious smile, but he didn't know that in Abru's eyes, he was no different from a demon now. Abru rolled his eyes, and he already began to miss the time when Calado was the captain. .

Taking advantage of Sporting Lisbon's kick-off, Abreu ran up to Rui Jorge, who was so angry that his teeth were itching. When Jorge saw him coming, his nose was crooked.

"You little brat with a dirty mouth, you dare to come here to find trouble, I have to..."

"Today, we must have someone explain here, either you lie down, or I lie down!"

Jorge looked at Abreu, who was gnashing his teeth until the saliva came out, and was a little frightened. He wondered why he was more angry than me because he was tricked out and conceded a goal.
If Jorge knew that Abru was paying a few hundred euros, which was a lot of money for him, he would go up and fight desperately, but he didn't know what expression he would have.

After conceding a goal, Sporting Lisbon obviously slowed down their offensive speed. The coach did not make any adjustments, and no one dared to give up their position rashly.Paul Bento didn't use long balls to organize the offense anymore. Benfica's counterattack was accurate and ruthless. There was not much time left in the first half. He didn't want to have any accidents before the intermission.

Seeing the slow pace of Sporting Lisbon, the Stadium of Light began to make neat booing sounds continuously. In their opinion, Benfica had already convinced the opponent with only one goal. What could be more happy than this?
The whistle in Coroado's mouth blew three times, and the first half ended, and the players of the Athletic team rushed to the channel. Inacio was no longer on the coach's bench, and there was probably a storm waiting for them in the locker room.

……

"All of you give me a good reflection on who is responsible for this should not have conceded the ball. How many times have I emphasized in training that when the wing backs advance forward, the midfielder must take it back to avoid too much damage. free time.

But what do I see?ah?After Ruijorge and Cruz go up, Carlitos, you still stay in that comfortable position. Benfica's right winger is very young, but he is not young enough to catch the ball and pass it out. You Thought he was a three year old?

And you, Ruiberto, they have so few points in the penalty area, why don't you give that tall guy to Severo, if you can block a little on the left, that kid will kick the cross so easily ?
There is no problem with our overall offense. You guys are playing on the field. I know better than me how the effect is. Benfica’s defense is inexperienced. They can be defeated by individual abilities. As long as you are prepared to defend against counterattacks, there is nothing to be afraid of. of…"

Inacio stood in front of the players and yelled loudly. Those who had been named bowed their heads when they were scolded. He had a good time training, and in a few steps, he stepped to the side of the tactical board and knocked hard twice.

"This is the Lisbon derby. Everyone knows what the result of the loss is. In the second half, I will strengthen my offense. Ruiberto will be replaced, and Cruz will replace him as a central defender from the midfielder.

Put on Speer, we play a double striker, change to 4-4-2, Speer is in front, Acosta you act as a shadow striker.Playing more in the frontcourt will tear apart Benfica's defense. When they can't make up for one-on-one, many problems will be exposed. "

Inacio was dry talking, picked up the cup and began to drink water, but seeing the players listlessly, he got angry again: "What are you doing! This is a derby match, you are the players of Sporting Lisbon, Look what it's like!"

He turned his head and called his physical coach: "Take Speer to run two laps to warm up, forget it, all the substitute players go, lest Benfica see anything."

Inacio didn't know that the walls and door panels of the visiting team's locker room at the Stadium of Light were extremely thin, and he kept roaring. Such a loud voice was heard clearly by the Benfica stadium staff who pretended to be passing by.

……

In the locker room of the home team, Mourinho couldn't help smiling when he looked at the excited Benfica players.

"You guys did a good job in the first half. It can be said that you perfectly executed the tactics I arranged before the game, and your efforts have indeed received results, a beautiful goal. But at the Stadium of Light, one goal is far from enough Yes, you all know the history of Benfica being humiliated by Sporting Lisbon in the past few seasons. It is so easy to let those guys go. We will continue to attack until we beat them to the ground and cannot get up.

I just got a piece of news that Sporting Lisbon has made substitutions and adjustments in the midfield. That guy Inacio can't sit still anymore. He feels that the eleven players on the field can't beat us.This sounds very uplifting to me, but it is not good news for Meera and Marchena. The Athletic team will play a double striker formation, and Speer will be pushed in front. "

Mourinho stood in front of his central defender with his hands behind his back. The expression on his face was subtle, with a bit of teasing hidden in his seriousness. He shook the notebook in his hand and asked:
"In the second half, it's not two-on-one, but a serious two-on-two. Are you two afraid? As far as I know, Speer is also an extremely difficult guy, and he has some experience in headers. Lisbon The competitive strikers are indeed experienced and skilled, as long as you make a small mistake, you may be caught by them."

Mourinho hides some careful thoughts. The combination of Mela and Marchena made some small mistakes in the first half. He doesn't know whether these two people still have strong self-confidence.If they find it difficult, then add a defender to reduce the defensive pressure. If not, then everything will be fine, and Sporting Lisbon, who has one less midfielder, will suffer big trouble.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly they both laughed. Fernando Mela shook his head and just smiled, while Marchena, who was a little bit out of character, stepped forward and pressed Mourinho's shoulder: "Coach Jose, defender The word 'fear' shouldn't exist in my dictionary, are you going to add it for us?"

"I have long thought that old man Acosta is boring. Two people bullied him. I was afraid that the fans of Sporting Lisbon would scold me for disrespecting the elderly. They were one high and one fast, and we were one high and one fast, two against two, Isn't this just right?" Meera stretched out two fingers in each hand, shaking them in front of her chest.

The corners of Mourinho's mouth also raised. The response of the two young people made him very pleased. This is the vitality that Benfica should have. Compared with when Heynckes led the team, their confidence has increased a lot .

"Since you said that there is no problem, I am naturally relieved. We will not make substitutions and adjustments. Let's take a closer look. Maniche, Carado, and Charno, your three old partners only need to deal with two people. The advantage of the midfield will be greater. Control the ball, let us grasp the rhythm, as long as we find a fast break opportunity, don't hesitate, the opponent's defensive pressure is greater than ours. Joao Thomas, Poboski, you two I have to warm up in advance, after the adaptation period at the beginning, I will make substitutions and adjustments, get ready to attack Sporting Lisbon's defense, and sprinkle salt on their wounds."

Mourinho knew in his heart that the countermeasures were useless in the second half. It was impossible for the Green and White Army to be fooled a second time. Both sides re-sharpened their bayonets, and no one knew where they would go.

The players of the two teams who re-entered the passageway all squinted at each other, and the tense atmosphere slowly spread, almost forming a jelly-like substance. The security personnel of the Stadium of Light stood in the middle, fearing that it might seem like they are adjacent to each other. The two groups of people, who were like powder kegs, were ignited and detonated by the sparks in their eyes.

However, there was still one guy among the 22 people who was not in this kind of atmosphere, and Nunoabru smirked there again: "Hey, for one assist, the club will reward [-] euros, hey."

Van Hoydonk laughed dumbfounded when he heard it, patted Abreu on the shoulder and said, "You should share half of my goal, Nuno."

"Really? Hehe."

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