Chapter 50 Countermeasures

In the locker room, the players of the Forest team sat on the bench to rest. They played poorly in the second half of the first half, and no one was in the mood to chat and laugh. For a moment, there were only heavy breathing in the locker room.

Tang En didn't say anything, he turned his back to everyone, looking at the tactical board and fell into deep thought.

He used the tactical board as the Bernabeu stadium and replayed the first half on it.

Real Madrid has a strong sense of offensive layering, and the forward line, and back line are very coherent. Don En would have this feeling when watching the game in the first half - after Real Madrid players compete for the first landing point, the second landing point is within their range, while Nottingham Forest is just the opposite. They can compete for the first landing point, but they cannot control the second landing point. This has led to Real Madrid's offense one after another, endless, and the Forest's offense is more like a one-time deal.

This is determined by midfield quality and team-wide tactics.

Overall, Real Madrid is indeed better than Nottingham Forest. After experiencing dark years in the past few years, Real Madrid, which has risen again, finally found the path they are most familiar with and good at.

So what can I do to crack it?

Continue to attack? No, you must take into account defense. Defence is the basis of everything. If the defense is not good, no matter how many goals scored in front, it will be useless. The morale of scoring a goal is far better than the morale of conceding a goal.

It is not possible to just defend. After all, if they focus all their energy on defense, they can certainly withstand Real Madrid's attack, but if they cannot score the goal, as time goes by, the situation will only become more and more beneficial to the home team Real Madrid.

In fact, he had thought of a solution, although this method was likely to be used by the outside world as a reason to attack him - if he eventually lost the game, the pressure he was under was not as simple as losing the championship, and those voices criticizing him for "losing the game and being embarrassed" would definitely come overwhelmingly.

However, he didn't care about what the outside world thinks of him, because his reputation was already bad enough.

He turned around and looked at his subordinates.

"We will adjust a little in the second half." He spoke, immediately attracting everyone's attention and attention. Their eyes all showed a sense of trust and security from the bottom of their eyes. Yes, they trust their heads so much. As long as he is still there, it means it's no big deal. No problem, he always has a way to get us out of trouble. After so many years, we have long been used to turning our eyes to the heads when a crisis occurs. See what he will say.

"After the first half, I think you all confirmed something - Real Madrid's strength is much higher than we thought." He saw a hint of resentment in the eyes of some players, so he smiled and said, "Don't refuse to admit it. Haven't you noticed the gap after playing forty-five minutes?"

Those resentful eyes quickly dimmed. It was really a matter of detrimental to think about it like this, but they had no choice. Their own midfield can only intercept and destroy, but the opponent's local midfield can organize construction. Blindly destroying is always lower than construction.

"It's obvious now that our midfielder is better at destroying and interception than organizing offenses. This is our advantage. It is also something Real Madrid does not have. I don't think there is anything wrong with this." Tang En shook his head, "and I don't think it's a weakness. Actually, this is an advantage. Since it is an advantage, we must give it to the extreme."

"First of all, most of Real Madrid's offenses are ground-based, and most of them are short passes. The midfielders are mostly triangle passes. Ribery is their core figure, and many balls will be passed through his feet."

Done began to draw Real Madrid's lineup on the tactical board. He repeatedly drew several strokes on the circle representing Ribery, making this circle particularly thick and black, protruding from other circles.

"I hope everyone will remember what I want to say next. And do as you do on the court." Done poked the tactical board with his pen tip, "Whether it is against Ribery or others, except for the dangerous areas, I hope your movements will be a little rougher and don't be afraid of fouls. Kick their ankles."

Some of the players whistled.

"Kick your ankles, push your thighs, pull your jerseys... whatever you want.   Don't let them get the ball comfortably." Don't punched him in the palm of his hand.    " Completely disrupt the rhythm of Real Madrid's game and make them not adapt to our playing style!"

"This just destroys their defense. What should I do when I attack, boss?" Mitcher asked. He is a center, and he is more concerned about how to score the opponent's goal than defense.

"Don't worry, Aaron. I'll talk about it right away. Use fouls and rough movements to destroy their rhythm. When their midfielder is in a quagmire, it's our midfielder's turn to control the situation. We should stick to our wing tactics. The full-back continues to step forward."

In fact, after all, the midfield is the key to everything. The midfielder loses control, no matter how sharp the wing, no matter how powerful the forward is, it is useless. It is like there is no oil tank, and you can only make turrets on the spot and be surrounded by people. If you control the midfield, it will be very easy whether it is defense or offense. The defensive pressure is not great, and there are more ways to attack...

"Nuri.  " Don Eun handed over Shahin's name, and Shahin stood up and looked at him.   "You are a little more active in the second half, but you are not the core of the organization, but to attract the opponent's defensive players...especially Diyala's attention."

Shahin knew what Tang En was going to do, so he nodded: "Okay, boss."

Seeing that he understood, Don Eun turned to Gago again: "Fernando, you will be responsible for organizing our offense in the second half."

Gago raised his head and looked at him.

The booing he received in the first half was very limited, and Real Madrid fans did not target him specifically. However, his performance in the first half was also very bleak, and Real Madrid fans were not worthy of giving their booing for such a person.

"Anger will attract the opponent's defensive attention for you. We will give you the ball and you will decide how the team attacks. Is there any problem?"

Gago did not nod as cheerfully as Shahin and said, "Okay, boss."

He was stunned.

"You do this in your daily life, why are you hesitating now?" Tang En asked.

"Uh, no problem, I'm fine, boss." Gago answered quickly.

Tang En glanced at him and turned to Wood again.

"George, protect him." To Wood, Don't have been much more concise in his orders.

Then Tang En said to the whole team: "Try to be simple when attacking. I don't want to see our local people facing an attack that has to pass across the empty goal in front of the opponent's goal. Don't forget the tradition of our Nottingham Forest, don't learn that flashy thing. It's not a good idea to pass the football into the goal..."

"Then, let's talk about other things." Tang En stared at everyone. "This is a very difficult game, because it is the final. No one should have the idea of ​​luck. If you don't fight, then the victory will definitely not belong to us."

Tang En pointed at everyone: "We have 45 minutes left. I don't know what adjustments Real Madrid will make. But there is one thing I'm sure of, they are definitely unwilling to be a draw here. This stadium is just an ordinary final venue for us, but for Real Madrid, home court also means huge pressure. As long as we can create enough trouble for them, their mentality will be problematic. That's our opportunity, we must seize it! Make them more impatient!"

He saw Pepe's eager expression and glared at him: "By the way, Pepe. The goal conceded in the first half..."

When he heard him say this, Pepe's eyebrows immediately drooped. His expression turned clear and cloudy.

"You already have a yellow card on you now, so you'd better be honest in the second half. Don't do anything like kicking ankle. I don't care what kind of grudges you have with Ribery, I just want you to remember that this is the final!"

Pepe nodded quickly.

Tang En clapped his hands: "Guys, this is the last game. We have worked hard this season for so long and have won two championships. There is no reason to fall on this last championship. Do you think so?"

Everyone nodded and replied: "That's right!"

"I don't want to mention that word. But that word must have been in your mind countless times now. Each of you knows what our goal is, right?"

"Yes!" The unanimous answer made a little louder.

"The opportunity is right in front of us. What reason do we have to let it go? At the Real Madrid home court, grab the championship back!"

"Snatch it back!!"

The image of Nottingham Forest is inseparable from the robbers. The media always promotes that they are the inheritors of Robin Hood, and those who hate them are angrily called them "a group of robbers" and used despicable, shameless, vulgar and passive and conservative football to grab the original champion. For example, what a certain Argentine football celebrity said before the game - "The one who entered the finals was a group of thieves."

Tang En didn't think there was anything wrong with these titles. On the contrary, he liked others to call them like this. Because when they shouted that Nottingham Forest was a "robber" and "thief", they could not hide their fear. Even if they tried to make a "disdainful" attitude, the fear had already penetrated into their bones, but they didn't realize it themselves.

But that's okay. Don't soon made them realize why they hate Nottingham Forest so much - there are only a few championships every year, but there are many teams who are ambitious to win the championship. But when Nottingham Forest appeared, the originally stagnant European football world seemed to have caused bloody storms. Nottingham Forest rose in the West as a grassroots identity, and soon swept across England and the European continent. When they were at their peak, their name was synonymous with the championship. Now, after a few years of silence, Nottingham Forest made a comeback under Don't. The goal is still the champion.

Those people were afraid.                                                             

When the team played, Don En stopped Gago. He wanted to say something to the Argentinian alone.

The other teammates have already run out. Don Eun dragged Gago to the back and walked outward, saying to him: "Fernando, I don't care what you think. Your task is now very simple, just find a way to pass the football to our players. Your position is closer to Nouri, but ahead of George. So don't be afraid of losing the ball, the opponent's defensive attention must be at Nouri at the beginning."

Gago nodded frequently.    He couldn't get in at this time.  The head spoke very quickly, the sound was loud, and the scene was very noisy.   Even if he wanted to say anything, he would probably be suppressed by the head's voice.

"I want you to ambush behind Nuri. Try to pass as much as possible to penetrate the earth. Real Madrid's defense is not very good, they lack sufficient protection behind them. Especially Ramos and Marcelo, the two full-backs, they like assists too much. The frequency of their offenses will only be higher in the second half, and the amplitude will only be greater. You must use them behind them, and the gap between them and the centre-back.

"Can you pass the ball more often?" Gago finally caught the opportunity to interrupt.

Donn nodded: "Yes, there are two of our sides there.  You pass the ball in the past is exactly the awkward part of their defense.   Ramos and Marcelo like assists, you can use them behind them..."

"Okay, boss. But you said it just now."

"Anyway, your passing direction is two sides and ribs. Let Nuri stand in the middle. Don't hold the ball for too long. As a midfielder, you must be more concise. If you have the opportunity, pass the ball forward, and if you don't have the opportunity, pass it back. Anyway, don't let the football stay under your feet for too long. "

"I understand, boss."

After hearing what Tang En said, Gago felt a little more at ease.

"Also, help me tell me something to George and the others." Tang En suddenly laughed, "Press Diyala in close proximity, grab it and launch a counterattack on the spot!"

Gago is not a fool, so he naturally understands why. Diyala likes to dribble in the midfield. He has experienced the problem when he was still in Real Madrid when he was still in Real Madrid. In most cases, this habit does not cause any big trouble, but will make others think that this person is excellent in his skills. Being able to attack and defend is truly a good midfielder...

But if he encounters a team that can be grabbed in the midfield, then he is simply seeking death.

The ball that breaks the back midfielder can directly face the defense line... sometimes even directly face the goalkeeper.

Gago nodded vigorously: "I know how to do it, boss."

Don Eun patted his shoulder and pushed him out: "Go!"

Evan Dogette suppressed his thoughts at the locker room to find Don En, but his brain was still clear. Knowing that entering the locker room at this time was a taboo.

But he couldn't suppress his inner discomfort.

At the end of the half-time game, Florentino shook hands with him. That attitude was even more arrogant than when the game started.

A few years ago, Nottingham Forest killed gods in Europe. When Buddhas blocked the gods and killed Buddhas, he would not be treated like this. Even if his team fought against Real Madrid, Real Madrid coach Calderon at that time respected him very much.

Now Real Madrid has changed its chairman and has been pulled back. His team has experienced a trough after Don En's heart disease, and his influence in European football is much worse than before.

This is a very realistic world, and everyone only respects the strong.

No strength or status.

Evan wouldn't roar loudly when he was angry, he would just find a corner without saying a word.

Allen accompanied him. Actually, he was worried. What should I do if Tony Donn's team loses to Real Madrid? He didn't dare to ask this question. He knew Evan was angry. A man who usually smiled and was very angry, but it was still very amazing to get angry.

I was silent until the second half was about to begin. Evan then said to Allen beside him: "Let's go, Allen. Let's go back."

The two left the rest area and walked towards the rostrum outside.

By the time they arrived here, the players on both sides had already started to play one after another. Florentino's location was empty.

Until the start of the second half, the place around him was still empty.

He didn't know what Florentino was doing, nor did he want to care about what this person did. But he felt that he was insulted.

If this is a national derby against Barcelona, ​​would Florentino dare to be late in front of Laporta? He may not want to miss a minute of the game.

Nottingham Forest is slightly weak, and in his mind such a team cannot threaten Real Madrid. If you miss a few minutes of the game, you will miss it. This game must not be as important as what he is busy with now.

As for what he is busy with, no one knows. Maybe he just went to the bathroom, maybe he was chatting with someone, maybe he forgot the time during the break...

In short, when Nottingham Forest was on the court, Evan Dogerty was still empty.
Chapter completed!