In the last tactical class of the team, each player got a stack of opponents' information. Mourinho stood in front of the tactical board and gave an explanation himself. This situation only shows how much he attached to the final battle.

"According to our analysis, Newcastle will compete with us for a Champions League spot in the last game. They seem to have lost their luck this season." The players laughed. Mourinho did not want his players to play with a nervous mentality.

Mourinho: "But they are not without weaknesses. The full-back Varez can sometimes play central defender. This guy has always had a bad sense of position and often drags behind when he is offside. He is strong and turns quickly. He must break through his defense faster than him, regardless of the frequency of his movements or the speed of his brain." Speaking of this, he glanced at the Dutchman Robben.

Newcastle Rigburton is doing the same thing as Chelsea.

"Chelsea, nouveau riche? It seems that everything can be done as long as you have money. But it seems that we are their creditors now. A nouveau riche's creditor Ang? We have the three points they desperately want."

As Mr. Yang said, the players burst into laughter.

"Weakness, today we will talk about the weakness of the nouveau riche. Right back Paul Ferreira. His speed and physical fitness are no longer at its peak. As long as we can give him enough blows to this side, we will definitely be able to open the gap."

Mourinho: "The midfield is the key of the key. We cannot let them control the ball and pass easily. It disrupts their rhythm. Their midfielder is a combination of Bower and Bart this season. In the second half, the defense coverage area and running will be seriously insufficient. Therefore, the front fight is for the strength behind. We must give our all from the first minute."

Mr. Yang: "The winner of this game lies in the midfield, Essin, Marklele and Lampard's ability to pass the ball is average, but the ability to rob and control is the first. So what should we do?"

Mourinho: "The opponent's forward has very few choices now. The only thing we need to pay attention to is the Chinese who performed very well in the last few rounds. They have strong explosive power and are strong enough physically. What do you think of him? John?"

Terry blinked, looked at Carvalho beside him, and shrugged easily: "Let Carvalho beat the first point, I will make up for the second point. Don't let him speed up and not let him kick. The people in front should also come back during this period, right?"

Mourinho nodded: "Not giving him any space to get the ball is the first step, and use fouls to let him know that it is amazing."

Mr. Yang: "The opponent's forward and two wingers cannot be underestimated. Drogba often creates some opportunities that are not opportunities. So we try to solve this problem from the root of the problem - grab the front defense, and in any case there is a central defender to hold him back, and then the midfielder comes to grab the second point, and never let him catch the ball easily."

...

The tactical class was finished soon. The players walked out of the classroom in groups of three or three. Mourinho suddenly thought of something. He asked Clark beside him: "Is it Hiller's retirement game next game?"

"Yes, what does it matter?" Clark seemed to read some concerns from Mourinho's words.

"Will there be any impact on the referee?"

"this……"

On the afternoon of May 6, Mr. Yang came to St. James Park. Staff members greeted him from time to time along the way. There were almost no people in the empty stadium, and only a few lawn maintenance workers were preparing for the next day's game.

On the side of the middle circle near the edge, a worker seemed to be carving something on the turf. Curiously, he patted his shoulder with a hand from behind.

Alan Shearer.

"How could you be here?"

Hiller smiled: "Maybe it's the last game, I want to try the feeling of stepping on the lawn."

Mr. Yang lowered his head and looked at the lawn under his feet. The starting lineup for tomorrow's game has been confirmed. Hiller is not on the starting roster.

Seeing that Master Yang was not speaking, Hiller comforted: "It doesn't matter, I'm still on the list of five people after all."

Master Yang raised his head and smiled: "I was wondering if you would take some special care if you were asked to start."

Hahahaha, the two of them laughed out loud at the same time. After all, this was just a joke.

The two of them found a place in the stands and sat down.

"Ten years ago, I went to China. We seemed to win 3-0 between England and China. At that time, I felt that some things in my life would have some intersection with this country."

“In 1996, I was still in school.”

"Shelingham and I climbed the Great Wall. I was shocked that in ancient times, Chinese civilization could actually build a miracle comparable to pyramids. This nation is incredible."

"Because we are used to miracles."

“Have you ever thought about what you would do if you left football?”

"Well...it seems like this is the best career for me."

"Haha, I hope I can see more of your shots when I am a commentator."

"I'll fight for it, but I did find it hard to play in the Premier League during this period. Whether it's off the court or inside the court."

"Didn't you survive this?"

Speaking of the two men who fell into silence at the same time, their eyes turned to the carved lawn. The workers built a No. 9 jersey on it. At this time tomorrow, the players of both teams will walk to the middle circle through here.

Master Yang murmured: "I don't know where I will be in ten years?"

St James Park on May 7 had a warm atmosphere of competition and a hint of sadness. Fans expressed their nostalgia for Hiller in their own way.

"Our Heroes, 206". 206 is exactly the number of goals scored in Hiller's career.

"You are not just the son of a blacksmith, you are a legend."

Sir Bobby Robson, who coached Hiller for the longest time, sat in the stands, next to him was Liverpool's legend Darglish. The banners and sitting tasks in the stands can be seen Hiller's influence in Newcastle and even England.

Suddenly, deafening cheers sounded at St James Park, and Hiller walked out of the player's passage with his wife and three children. Hiller walked slowly around the edge of the court, waving to the fans with a smile.

"Dad, I'm proud of you~" the son holding him in his arms said angrily.

Hearing this sentence, Hiller's eyes instantly became wet. From today on, he would say goodbye to St. James Park.

Although Hiller was not on the starting lineup, the club and the FA set up a kick-off link for him. Hiller symbolically stood in front of the ball with his forward partner Irving.

"Old guy, goodbye." Hiller kicked the ball into the blue sky.

Mourinho wore a white sports jacket instead of a traditional suit. He seemed to have an ominous feeling that wearing a suit would hinder his command.

Irving is the starting striker of this game. In the midfield, he actually saw the strange combination of Diyala, Montelivo, Hamsik, Di Maria, and Solano.

Mr. Yang stood on the sidelines in a suit and tie. England was not hot in May, and the stadium was filled with a fragrance of green grass. On the blackboard of Newcastle locker room, two sentences were written: "Win, fourth place, and lost, I never thought about losing." These two sentences are enough to show the attitude of the entire team. Old Hall came to the locker room in person, and in addition to expressing respect and respect to Hiller, he also added a single game bonus of 500,000.

Vincent sat in the stand behind the bench, with Christina leisurely stuffing popcorn into her mouth. It is hard to believe that this girl who eats junk food and drinks coffee every day has always maintained a very good figure. Of course, it just doesn't look so normal at times.

Whose boyfriend works in Nasa and still enjoys masturbating with video chat every day. Isn’t it normal?

Chelsea started the full press at the beginning. As long as the ball hits the Newcastle player, it will inevitably usher in a joint encirclement of three ace midfielders. For a player like Lampard, if he doesn't run more than 12,000 meters after the game, he will be embarrassed to say hello to his teammates.

On the other hand, Newcastle looks a little unsatisfied. When the ball reaches their feet, it basically makes short passes in the midfield and backcourt, which looks like a monkey walking during training. If Chelsea players are forced to make a long pass to find Irving in front. Newcastle has no ambitions in the slightest behavior of making his fans dislike him, let alone Mourinho, who is tiring at the sidelines.

"Tell me, how did you and Mr. Yang study it?" The scene on the court was a little boring. Christina poured out the bucket of popcorn, and there was nothing to eat in it.

"Master Yang is playing a big game of chess. He is waiting for the results of other games."

"Other games?" Christina looked at the microcomputer in her hand. "Mar United's game is still zero to zero. Arsenal's game is zero to zero."

"Think about what Mourinho would think if Manchester United scored now?"

"If you said..." Christina typed on the keyboard. "Then, Manchester United is the first in the standings and Chelsea is the second."

"Sometimes you rely too much on software. The software can't give Mourinho's reaction after hearing this result, right?"

Well... Christina began to think. At this moment, the computer monitor suddenly lit up. Manchester United really led by 1-0. Christina glanced at Vincent with admiration - Damn, you are so awesome, have your mouth been bright?

"Jose, Manchester United is leading." Clark turned his head and said to Mourinho beside him.

Mourinho's muscles on his face were involuntarily thrusting. If he reached the midfield, the game would have really become Hiller's memorial game.

"Occurrence, press! Paul, up, up." Mourinho yelled on the sidelines. Chelsea's overall team, which was already very up, almost overwhelmed the middle circle.

Vinson features Christina's tactical simulation board. "Did you see it? He is waiting for this. An opportunity that can catalyze his tactics."

Chelsea's pressure brought the scene to the side, but it seemed that such a style of play was far inferior to a counterattack with a larger space. Robben had broken through Vallez several times but failed, and Joe Cole on the other end could not break through Vermullen's defense. Without passing, only Lampard used a long shot to surround Newcastle's goal on the perimeter.

Mr. Yang walked to the sidelines and scratched the shape of S with his fingers. The players immediately understood that the letters starting with s were called speed.

Speed ​​up!

The lazy Newcastle seemed to be a waking lion, protruding out its hideous minions.

Montelivo, Hamsik, Di Maria, Solano's short passes are still passing around, but the passing of several people is no longer horizontal passes, but more speedy deep passes.

Hamsik faced Essin's interception.

It can only be passed back to Di Maria.

Di Maria returns.

Montlivo got the ball and passed in a straight line!

Irving, counter-offside! The speed is very fast. Terry can't catch up, and Carvalho hasn't come back yet!

Irving accelerates!

Irving alone!

Irving dribbled past Cech!

The ball has entered!!!

gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!

1-0, Newcastle leads at home.

The English Premier League champion instantly moved away from Chelsea's fingertips.
Chapter completed!