After the game started, just like Sandhurst deliberately chose the west side, playing backlight has a great impact on Wimbledon players. After all, this is not a regular stadium. When the regular stadium was built, the impact of sunshine on football matches was fully considered, and the stadium was avoided facing east and west.

Wimbledon players had to squint their eyes to avoid letting too much light penetrate into their eyes and dazzled their eyes.

The opponents had no such concern at all. They played calmly with the sunlight on the familiar court.

Therefore, from the beginning of the game, Wimbledon was on the defensive position, allowing the opponent to gallop in his half.

Chu Zhongtian has always cared about the performance of Keith Ward who replaced him. What he cared about was that the other party was already thirty-six years old. When would he lose his energy and take the initiative to be replaced? As himself in the same position as him, would he have a chance to play at that time?

From the previous warm-up matches, he knew what Ward's characteristics were. His physical fitness was not as good as himself, but he was experienced. In addition, he had been involved in low-level leagues for many years, so he played very "dirty". Fouls were as normal as breathing, and those small movements hiding behind were countless. During the team's training, he had been occasionally advised by Ward to play a little dirty - before meeting Ward, Chu Zhongtian felt that he was dirty enough to play football, and he often used fouls to collide. After seeing Ward, he realized that he had just started...

Sandhurst's No. 10 player was obviously their core, and Ward quickly set his sights on the bald boy.

When he got the ball, Ward rushed up and tackled him from the surface, but the referee did not blew the whistle, but just raised his hands to signal the game to continue!

Not long after, the 10th received the ball again. This time Ward slammed the opponent's armpit with his elbow in secret. Taking advantage of the opponent's shortness and losing the opportunity to control the ball, he suddenly inserted it and separated the opponent from the football.

This move is definitely a yellow card foul in the professional league, but Ward has nothing to do.

Chu Zhongtian is not unfamiliar with this scene. Ward did this in the friendly match. And the effect is indeed very good...

The opponents were not too obsessed with Ward's two defensive moves, and they were obviously used to it.

Chu Zhongtian glanced at Russell next to him. He was wondering if Russell had gone up, would he be shoveled down by the opponent in ten minutes...

Russell found Chu Zhongtian looking at him and asked, "What?"

Chu Zhongtian didn't want the other party to know that he was outlining the scene in his mind when he was lifted down on a stretcher, so he shook his head: "It's nothing..."

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Later Chu Zhongtian discovered a problem. In fact, many times, Ward didn't need to use those rough movements to defend, he just took one step... But Ward was already thirty-six years old after all, and he couldn't do anything, so he could only use foul-like actions to defend, but it didn't come from his original wish...

If it were himself... Chu Zhongtian began to change every problem that Ward encountered into himself and think about it himself, and simulate the game scene in his mind, as if he had experienced it himself.

Finally, he found that with his physical condition, many defenses can be completed with only regular movements, and fouls are completely unnecessary. Even if the referee does not catch them strictly in such a game, there is no need to use foul movements to defend.

If Ward knew what was in Chu Zhongtian’s mind, he would definitely sigh: This is the benefit of youth...

Just as Chu Zhongtian was studying Ward, Wimbledon on the field was in big trouble. Their offense could not be organized, and now the backcourt was hit again and again. The opponent hanged the ball towards the goal again and again, and every time he fought for the top, Wimbledon was in a mess in front of the goal.

Eames had to stand on the sidelines to remind the players to pay attention to defending against the opponent's high ball.

Just after he made adjustments, Sandhurst changed his playing style and suddenly passed a low ball after blindly passing the ball!

None of Wimbledon's defenders responded to this sudden change, watching the football pass through him and finally hit the goal by Sandhurst's forward.

Although Andy Bale made a save, the opponent was only five meters away from the goal. It was much more difficult to score a ball without making a shot like this.

There was a burst of cheers around the stadium. It was the fans of Sandhurst. Wimbledon fans were a little disappointed with the conceding, but they did not show it too much. During the warm-up game, these people's psychological qualities had long been trained. And there was another very important reason - no one thought that their team could perform well in this debut season. They were old fans who had watched the ball for decades and knew no less about football than those experts and scholars. They knew very well what Wimbledon was at. They loved Wimbledon, which did not mean that they loved the championship. Wimbledon was not a very strong team before moving, but it did not affect their love for this team.

So winning is good, but if you can't win, it's nothing.

This is what many people think.

So after seeing the goal conceding, Emily and her companions just sighed. Sandhurst was a team that has been in the ninth league for many years, and it was normal for him to lead Wimbledon at home.

Even coach Eames, head coach Ingrich, as well as substitutes, did not respond much to the conceding goal.

Only Chu Zhongtian seemed very disappointed. He was not a Wimbledon fan. He just couldn't accept the failure. Seeing the team conceding the ball, he picked up his head on the bench and grinned and felt uncomfortable.

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This was the case throughout the first half: Wimbledon's counterattack was not threatening, and Sandhurst made full use of the Sunlight's advantage and bombarded Wimbledon's halftime.

Eames had to let the team shrink its defense, first stabilize the defense, and then counterattack.

Chu Zhongtian was very devoted to seeing it. Every threatening attack from the opponent made him nervous off the court. So when the halftime break came, he actually felt that time passed so quickly.

During the halftime break, the eleven players who started in the first half sat on the sidelines to rest, and then listened to the head coach telling them about the gains and losses of the first half.

Chu Zhongtian and four other substitute players were arranged to warm up. Except for the substitute goalkeeper, everyone else had to go.

Chu Zhongtian was anxious off the court, but he couldn't do anything and could help, so he could only vent all his energy into the warm-up. When he was doing a back-and-run, he took out the energy to sprint and whirlwinds blew around his teammates.

Seeing him like this, Russell finally couldn't help asking, "Aren't you tired, Chu?"

Chu Zhongtian felt that he asked this question strangely: "I rested for the whole first half, why do I feel tired?"

What emerged in Russell's mind was his image after he ran from Wimbledon to Kings Ranch - his whole body was wet with sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

He was completely stunned by the scene he saw. Now when he was fine, the image of Chu Zhongtian would appear in his mind. For him, he was not a person on this planet, and he could not imagine how he could do it like him.

Chu Zhongtian felt that Russell had been staring at him and was a little strange, so he asked, "What?"

"Uh, nothing..." Russell nodded quickly and moved his gaze away.

The halftime break was actually very short. When the second half of the game started again, Chu Zhongtian felt that he still had a lot of extra energy in his body and had nowhere to vent. He sat on the bench reluctantly and started watching the second half of the game.

He knew that he couldn't play because his previous performance was too bad and he could do whatever he wanted in a friendly match, but when it came to the official game where the real chapter was needed, he didn't have such privileges. So he was put on the bench by the head coach. He admitted that he had made some mistakes before, but he was not the kind of person who silently endured his fate. He decided to fight for himself a chance to redeem his sins.

He suddenly stood up, shocking Russell and other teammates who were sitting next to him. They all looked up at Chu Zhongtian who was standing up.

Chu Zhongtian walked straight towards head coach Eames, then stood in front of him and said to him: "I have a question to ask you, boss."

Everyone around looked at Chu Zhongtian in surprise, not knowing what the Chinese was going to do. "I have a question to ask you." This is the first time they have heard a player dare to speak to the head coach like this.

Eames raised his head and looked at Chu Zhongtian calmly, as if he was not surprised that Chu Zhongtian came to find him. "Do you have any questions? Boy."

"In your plan, boss, should you win or lose this game?"

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