Football: My coaches are all world-class stars

Zhang Bo, who was watching the game from the bench, finally understood why the Premier League is the number one league in the world.

Just look at the atmosphere of this secondary league, and I know the reason.

Of course, Zhang Bo was also a little worried about the mediocrity of the scene.

Of course he wants the team to be promoted and play in the top league sooner.

It's just that he is powerless in this matter, and whether he can sell his strength depends on Harris' words.

Fortunately, not long after the start of the second half, Harris called himself to warm up.

...

"Oh!"

"Let's see what happened. Zhang Bo, a young man from China on the bench, has started to warm up."

"Let us introduce to the audience who do not understand, this Chinese boy Zhang Bo is 19 years old this year. He came from our own youth training camp in Millwall. He is a striker on the field."

"Currently in youth team games, seven goals have been scored."

"It seems that Coach Harris has run out of patience with the team's weak striker and wants to add more offensive personnel."

"It's just that Millwall is going to be saved by a Chinese?"

Watching the ball in the stadium, generally there is no live commentary.

But the old fans of Millwall have many ways to do it. Watching the scene and listening to the radio at the same time is the same.

Hearing that he came out of his own youth training, the fans of Millwall felt much better about Zhang Bo in an instant.

After all, this is my own child!

but…

"Seven goals in the youth league, this statistic sounds a bit average!"

Obviously, the intelligence collected by the people in the radio station is also very limited.

It only said that seven goals were scored, but it did not say that it took four games.

The fans were a little worried when they heard it. Looking at the warming up figure of Zhang Bo on the screen, they hoped that their own child would perform well, but worried that it would not be helpful for him to play.

There are even some extremists, not discriminating against Zhang Bo, but questioning his background from China.

"Chinese, can you please?"

"Is he from the same place as Sun in White Hart Lane?"

"Fool, Sun is from North Korea, this guy is from China, there are two places!"

"Hey, who are you calling a fool?"

...

In the stands, the voices of Millwall fans discussing one after another.

Fortunately, they were far enough away from Zhang Bo, otherwise Zhang Bo would be disturbed by his fans before he played.

"Hey! Bo! The coach told you to get ready."

Finally, at the No. 60 minute of the game, Zhang Bo was called back by the assistant coach Carson after doing 15 minutes of warm-up exercises on the sidelines.

Back on the bench, Harris had already been waiting for himself with a tactical board.

Seeing that he was going back, he grabbed him by his side, circled his number on the tactical board, and told him: "When you get on the field, follow what you did on the training ground, strive for the first landing point, and open up the space for long-range shots."

"If there's a set-piece, put that ball in that damn king!"

"After playing, you let Wallace play the right side and give Edwards a chance to break through the bottom."

Zhang Bo wrote down one by one, and with a chance of a dead ball, he finally saw the fourth official on the sidelines raise his number plate.

"Oh! It really happened!"

"No.19 Zhang Bo is about to be replaced, and the replacement is O'Brien in the same position..."

"Wait... oh my god, O'Brien seems to be very upset about the coach's decision to replace him, not high-fiving his youngsters, and not ignoring Coach Harris."

"Look, he just kicked his water bottle on the ground."

Listening to the broadcast on the radio, people in the stands looked towards Millwall's bench.

Sure enough, O'Brien, who was furious, was seen in several stands that were close to him.

This guy was so angry that he kept cursing even when he returned to the bench.

The stands of Lucas and Emilia are quite close to the bench.

Seeing O'Brien's angry look, Lucas gloated and said, "Did you see that, Zhang Bo disrupted the locker room as soon as he went, this guy is absolutely not good."

Emilia completely understood that she couldn't control her little brother, so she simply rolled her eyes at him, and didn't bother to refute his remarks.

Anyway...

Zhang Bo has already played, hasn't he?

...

Zhang Bo, who stepped onto the lawn of the Neil Stadium, really didn't notice O'Brien's temper.

At this moment, he is feeling the surging emotion of playing for the first time.

The stage was opened on all sides, banners and slogans were everywhere, non-stop singing, and all kinds of cheering and cheering sounds, lingering in Zhang Bo's mind all the time.

The muscles tensed at first, but then relaxed all of a sudden.

Zhang Bo stabilized his mind, found Wallace, and first conveyed Harris' tactical arrangement to him.

It's just that Zhang Bo's special face has been specially taken care of by the camera, so this scene was clearly conveyed to everyone.

"It seems that our rookie mentality is not bad, and we still remember to convey the coach's tactical arrangement."

On the radio, the host made fun of Zhang Bo.

Although it was his first appearance and he hadn't even touched the ball, Zhang Bo had obviously become the focus of the audience.

No wonder Harris attaches so much importance to the ability of the players to resist pressure. If it is replaced by someone else under such tremendous pressure, I am afraid that it will not be able to bear it.

But Zhang Bo had been "drilled" a lot at night, so he didn't panic.

When he arrived on the field, he quickly took his seat. After the goalkeeper Archer took the goal kick, Zhang Bo saw the ball flying high towards the front court.

"It seems that our predecessors not only looked tall and strong, but also succeeded in the first overhead ball on the field and directly won the ball."

As the game resumed, the commentator on the radio finally started to comment normally.

"Wallace got the ball, saw Edwards' space on the right, a nice behind-the-ball."

"Our American fast horse has started to speed up, but unfortunately the opponent's defense speed is also very fast, and there is no room for breakthrough."

"I can only buckle the ball back, observe the middle of the road...a direct pass!"

"After Zhang Bo came on the field, Millwall's tactics have obviously changed a lot, and this goal is the high point for Zhang Bo!"

The commentary on the radio continued, but the audience in the stands couldn't care less about listening to him.

Looking at the high ball that was thrown into the penalty area, a group of people stood up one after another.

Inside the restricted area, a tall and straight voice leaped high and high. Although there were disturbances on the front and rear sides, they could not prevent him from finding the first landing point at all.

"Oh!"

"My God, what a lion head shake!"

"Oh, it's a pity that the goalkeeper made a wonderful save and was barely saved from the bottom line."

At high altitude, Zhang Bo, who did not feel too much pressure, easily completed the header, but he was a little unlucky and failed to score.