Donn didn't know what Arsenal said, he just glanced at him and found that Wenger did not exercise coach command on behalf of Brady, but stood aside with his chest in his arms and watched the young players of Arsenal youth team gather together to listen to Brady's speech.

So he also took his attention back.

"I think... I don't need to say anything more, right? You all know what I like, right?"

"Victory!" Mogan shouted in a low voice, and his teammates immediately echoed loudly.

"Very good! Arsenal is not weak, but we are also strong. It rains every day during this period, and I have not asked you to go indoor training.

When you are soaked in the rain that you fall into a water dog, and you still have to roll in the mud, feeling in a mess, and can only complain in your heart, have you ever thought that we will let our opponents taste that kind of taste?"

Although the players were shaking their heads, the excited expression on their faces was already obvious.

"That's right! The Arsenals must have never expected it! Go and give them a surprise, boys!"

"Forest, victory!" the players yelled together and then ran up.

Wenger was attracted by the shouts from the Forest Team. He turned his head to look over, but happened to run into Tang En's gaze, who was also observing him.

Wenger found that Tang En was looking at him, so he turned his gaze back. Tang En was still staring at the French Confucian general, as if he wanted to see through him.

Arthur Wenger...we will have a day when we fight directly.

After the game started, the Arsenal youth team showed discomfort with the poor venue. Many cooperation that can be successfully played turned into mistakes due to the venue.

The passing power is smaller, and the football will stop in the mud after rolling a few laps. He kicks forward hard, and may fly out of the boundary directly. He runs faster and cannot stop the car. If he runs slower, he will simply not receive the ball.

In half an hour, the score was still 0:0. The score did not change, and their clean yellow Arsenal away jerseys almost turned black.

In the thirty-two minutes, the Forest players seemed to have some physical problems, and the offensive rhythm slowed down, and they began to fall in the backcourt.

At this time, the more impatient Arsenal players were rushing over the center line, hoping to score a goal before the end of the first half. Before the game, they did not expect to be in a quagmire with their opponents.

Seeing the anxious performance of the players, Wenger raised his eyebrows. But he did not speak out to remind Brady, who was standing on the sidelines, yelling and directing the game.

When Sendros couldn't help but overwhelmed the center circle, the Arsenal players who stayed behind were except goalkeeper Karachi Holovi (craig`

hollowwww.piaotian.comklin` simek), a large area of ​​space can be seen everywhere...

Weis Morgan cut off the pass from Arsenal's Czech midfielder Papadopoulos, and then drove directly to the front. In the eyes of many players of the Arsenal youth team, this is really a blind big foot clearance.

Who is ahead of them? The Forests almost all shrank in the backcourt to defend...

They thought it was good, and there was indeed no one in front of the Forest team now. But they didn't know that there was a fast forward in the Forest team - Spencer`weir-daley!

This kind of guard passes long with big feet. Then the forward runs and catches the ball and plays alone. Done often practices the way of playing in training. However, because Will Daly is almost useless except for running fast, his success is not high.

But this cannot change Tang En's idea of ​​fighting like this. Even if it only succeeds once a hundred times, as long as this time appears at the most critical moment, he will make a profit!

For example now...

Will Daly ran past Senderoth quickly.

It seemed that he was completely unaffected by the mud on the field. Senderros was surprised to turn around and chase the Forest player who had not had time to see the number clearly, but was thrown up and covered in mud on his face.

The football is still in the air, Will Daly has run through the midfield and is approaching the opponent's thirty-meter area.

John on the sidelines cheered loudly and cheered Will Daly.

"Run! Boy! You can do it!"

Arsenal defender Smek, who came up to stop the ball, just started and slipped his feet... and then he looked up in despair as Will Daly swept past him like a storm.

"Stay running!!"

Will Daly, who received the football, is now only one person left in front of him - goalkeeper Holloway. The opponent is attacking, and the rest is simple.

Amid the shouts of fans on the sidelines, Will Daly easily swiped past Holoway who had lost his center of gravity and then pushed the ball into the empty goal!

The ball is in! The ball is in!!

Piao Tianwen made a squeaking sound. It looked like they were about to push down the barbed wire and rush into the court to celebrate the goal with the Forest players.

"Beautiful job! Lads" team assistant coach Chris Lack stood up and congratulated the players running back to the coach's seat to celebrate the players, and Done applauded behind him.

It’s much easier to lead by one goal. Now they have the initiative. Arsenal, who plays away, wants to win? It’s not that easy!

On the other side, Brady waved his hand angrily. Then he cursed: "This damn Tony Don!"

Wenger stood behind him with his chest in his arms, still saying nothing. But his eyes had moved from the field to the sidelines, and his attention had shifted from the young Arsenal player to Tony Donn.

Knowing to use the weather and venue conditions to lay the foundation for your tactics. If the weather is not good, artificially create conditions that are beneficial to your own, and make full use of every possible winning factor... This youth team head coach is not simple.

Ten minutes later, the first half ended, and the away Arsenal Youth Team temporarily trailed Nottingham Forest Youth Team with one goal.

Looking at the players who were depressed and not energetic after getting off the court, Wenger suddenly asked Brady, who was busy comforting them: "Riam. Have you brought spare sneakers this time? Spiked."

Brady understood and nodded, "Take it, I'll let them all change in now." Then he turned around and said to the young players, "Everyone will change their spikes, and let those little guys see how powerful we are in the second half!"

Suddenly, a sound of shoe nails colliding sounded around him. Wenger nodded slightly. As long as the team adapted to this slippery and muddy field, he believed that with the team's overall strength, he could still defeat the forest.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to the coaching seat of the Forest Team again, wanting to see what Tony Don was doing.

"You guys did a great job!" Donn was loudly praising the players. "When we run freely on such a field, our opponents have to roll and crawl to keep up with us.

We continued to play like this in the second half, and strengthened the pressure on them to force them to make mistakes and make mistakes again!"

"good--!!"

Hearing the cheers from the Forests, Wenger called Fabregas aside alone.

"Seske, how do you think you performed in the first half?"

Fabregas shook his head honestly: "Not very good. Sir."

"What's the reason?"

"Uh, I don't want to find a reason...but the venue is really bad. I have never played football on such a bad court. I can't bring the ball at all.

"Fabregas pointed at the court behind him, which seemed to have just been plowed by a tractor, and it was really bad enough...

Wenger expressed his understanding: "You said it well. The venue does restrict your performance. But I think, after the first half, you should have adapted to this venue, right?"

"Yes, sir."

"Pass more. Half-high balls, minimize contact between football and ground. Less than the ball to break through." Wenger patted Fabregas's shoulder, "Remember, Sesque. You are the midfielder, the core of the team, and the brain.

You should use this place to play football more often. "He pointed to his temple, "If the situation is not good, change the way you deal with it yourself. During the game, the coach cannot call you over at any time and anywhere to tell you what to do next. You must be the second head coach on the court."

Fabregas nodded vigorously: "I understand, sir. I know what to do!" He turned around and returned to his teammates, looking at the Forest team with a firm look because he made his goal clear.

Not long after the second half began, Don Ng felt something was wrong. Fabregas, who was trapped in the quagmire in the first half, was resurrected. He was Arsenal's midfield core. His resurrection means that Arsenal will also recover.

The Spanish young player was in the midfield for dispatch, and French defender Clich occasionally inserted from behind him to assist and oppress the defense line of the Forest.

Michael Papadopoulos responded to Fabregas' pass in the front and then used his skills to get rid of the defensive players. Looking for a chance to score. After Sendros was criticized by Brady at halftime.

He rarely presses into the frontcourt in the second half, unless there is a good frontcourt free kick or corner kick. He stays behind at other times, and Will Daly will never have any chance.

Arsenal is like a machine, Fabregas is the core controller of this machine, and everyone else operates with him as the center. If he is normal, the team will be normal. If he is not normal, the team will be dangerous.

In the first half, the Spanish-made controller was obviously soaked in mud and a little short-circuited, and in the second half, it started operations again.

Twenty minutes passed, if the Forest team hadn't been lucky, their goal would have been pierced at least three times. Once, Papadopulov's powerful long shot was almost about to enter the goal, and Forest team goalkeeper John Lukiko (john`

Lukic) lost his hand and the football slowly rolled towards the goal line, but in front of the white line, Weis Morgan, who arrived at the horse, kicked out!

"Ah!" A sigh broke out from the Arsenal coach's bench, and the Forests breathed a sigh of relief.

"It won't work if this continues." Chris Lack said to Donn, "That Spanish boy is amazing! His passing is amazing! We can find the vital points almost every time..."

Tang En squeezed his chin and murmured, "Yes, you're right, David. He is indeed very powerful, very powerful... But can anyone guard him now?"

Chris Lack was speechless when Donn asked. Yes, is there anyone in the team who can defend the best player in the Under-16 World Junior Football Championship?

The two coaches stared at Fabregas who was very active on the court and couldn't come up with an idea.

George Wood, who was sitting on the outside of the bench, didn't care what was going on on the court. He was restless for almost sixty-five minutes and could no longer stay here and learn any experience from his teammates on the court.

He stood up suddenly, then walked to Tang En, blocking his sight.

"George?" Don looked up at Wood.

"Let me come on." Without a word of nonsense, Wood went straight to the point.

"Now? This is not a good time..." Done said right. Fabregas's performance in this game exceeded his expectations. He originally planned to let Wood play in this game, but now seeing Fabregas' performance in the second half, he temporarily changed his mind.

“…In line with the principle of protecting young players…”

"Let me come on!" Wood repeated his request.

"Tell me the reason." Basically, George Wood listened to Don Eun's words. He only had a few times of trouble, and he was as tough as today...

Wood hesitated for a moment, then pointed to a remote corner outside the court and said, "My mother is here, I want him to watch my game."

The surprised Don En looked in the direction of Wood's finger and indeed saw Sophia hiding in a corner that was not easy to be noticed, far away from where John and the fanatical fans were, standing behind the barbed wire to watch the ball!

"Why is she here?"

Wood was unwilling to explain this matter, and he repeated it again: "Let me play."
Chapter completed!