At the door of the locker room, Song Shiwan held his hand and felt a sense of tension in his heart. He had never had the experience of facing players alone to inspire the emotions of the players. He had been facing data for many years and didn't know how to say exciting words. In other words, Song Shiwan was a person who knew nothing about being a person and relied entirely on his previous life experience to live in the second life.

How can such a person completely motivate the players to fight? Without the fighting spirit, can Leeds defeat Liverpool?

In the entire Premier League, in addition to his deep hatred for Manchester United, Leeds is also not weak with Liverpool. Irving was injured when facing Leeds, and there is another well-known thing. Hollier's heart attack occurred because of the game against Leeds!

In this case, Hollier led Liverpool in a completely revenge battle, and what about Leeds? What emotions should be used to motivate them? Who should be motivated?

For the first time, Song Shiwan felt that football was not that simple, especially before the critical moment came, the psychological pressure was definitely not something that everyone could bear...

Click.

When the door was slowly pushed open, Song Shiwan slowly walked in. He found that the players didn't seem to care much when he walked in, as if they were still waiting for the head coach to return and explain the tactics.

No wonder this group of players. No one can put too much thought on the main coach who just plays a game instead of the head coach. What's more, Song Shiwan's status was obtained more in the coaching staff and was not widely recognized in the players' circle, so this situation seems more natural.

Cough... Cough.

Song Shiwan coughed, pressed down the player chatting in the locker room, and said, "I am trapped by the Italian strike. This game is directed by me. Let me first talk about Liverpool. Hollier is a completely different head coach from Evans. Evans prefers ball control. He once said this, the stadium is like a cake, and the ball control rate represents your share of the cake. It's just that Evans is in a different age, and in which year is not fast.

Dyri, even though Liverpool got enough ball possession rate back then, he still failed to play a fast-paced attack, even though he had countless geniuses; Hollier learned a lot of experience from Evans, but went to two extremes with Evans. He completely gave up ball possession rate and started to play defensive counterattacks. Irving's appearance provided the greatest scoring guarantee for Liverpool's defensive counterattack tactics, and Harman and Gerrard's defense in the backcourt also made Liverpool's defense line solid."

His words made Fowler raise his head. At least Fowler wanted to continue listening. He had never had much interaction with this assistant coach. For the first time, he felt that the assistant coach should not seem as simple as Secretary Ollillie. At least he was an old minister who had experienced the days of Liverpool's two coaches and knew both of them very well.

"But now we are at Anfield. Guys, Anfield is like our Elland Road, with a special magic. The roar that KOP fans cannot stop is their magic source. In a scream..." Song Shiwan saw a... strange emotion on the faces of these players. They seemed to be not interested in their words. What's going on? In the novel, he saw that the head coaches who traveled through time to become coaches did this? He howled at the top of his throat, and then he was full of anger and blood boiling. The players were defeated one after another.

Did you be wrong?

Fowler thought the assistant coach was a bit fussy at first, but when he heard this, why did he feel that the assistant coach was an amateur?

"Assistant coach? I may be a little disrespectful. I transferred to Liverpool. Before that, Leeds and Liverpool will play at least two games. Do you think we need to introduce me to what the situation is like in Liverpool? Why not just click directly and tell me about your thoughts and the arrangement of tactics."

Song Shiwan felt like he was qi and blood flowing backwards. Unexpectedly, it was almost a month since he came to this world, and he was still a rookie in the eyes of the players!

Turning his head to look, Dave lowered his head as if he was hanging a sign of 'I don't know him'. Warren covered his face with his hands, and Brian simply refused to look at him...

"Okay." Song Shiwan, who wanted to find a crack in the ground, responded awkwardly, pulled the tactical board over and said, "Hollier is good at defensive counterattack, Liverpool is also good at defense. Whether it is Hypia or Huntz on the back line, they are not so easy to pass through. At least Harman and Gerald are standing in front of them, and Riser and Carragher are on both sides. In this case, both offense and defense pose a great threat to us."

"Faced with the steel wealthy family that is strong from head to toe, I have only one way..."

The players began to concentrate. As professional players, they knew when the most important moment was. Although Song Shiwan may not have a status in their hearts, they used Song Shiwan's data every day, which is not fake. What's more, in a game, especially in such an important game, there must always be a backbone, right?

"Barty, as our midfield core, I only have one requirement for you. Facing the opponent's midfield defense or oppression, don't fight hard. When you are not in the ball, you must invest 100% in the defense against Dakot. When you have the ball, don't be in a hurry. You must be overdoing it. Whether it is going to the side or cooperating with Dakot, remember that there is no second line of defense at the front of the penalty area in our tactics. Once you lose the ball, Irving will have the ability to catch the ball and wink into the penalty area."

After looking at Barty very seriously, Song Shiwan completely entered the state. He was indeed not good at motivating, but his analysis of the current environment and the situation he was about to face was absolutely in place!

"Kowell, Buck, you should not stand on the sidelines in this game, otherwise it would be difficult for Barty to pass the ball to you when he was besieged. In this game, I need you to always stand on the ribs, whether you are pushing forward or coming back to pick up, and get out of the sidelines completely, do you understand?"

"Viduca, with your physical fitness, you are definitely qualified to grab the first point of the backcourt. Your role in this game is not to score goals. I want to see you fighting for more points every high ball from the backcourt to the frontcourt. Your pass point will be freely chosen between Cowell, Buck and Fowler. As long as you grab the first point, you will rush into the penalty area without any care. Then you can be yourself."

Fowler nodded heavily. Liverpool's midfield was guarded by veteran Harman and Gerald, who was increasingly stable. This configuration cannot be underestimated by anyone. I am afraid that only Viduka can get the first point in the opponent's hinterland. Only in this way can it interfere with Liverpool's counterattack completed at the fastest speed.

"Jonathan, Irving will leave it to you, but you must remember it for me. This is a guy who can run for 10.9 seconds at a speed of 100 meters. As long as there is a little danger, give me a bold foul. Don't hesitate. As long as you hesitate... No, as long as you blink your eyes, Irving will disappear in front of you. I have no alarmist words, because when you chase back, you will find that the ball has been hit. At this time, you will regret why you didn't completely tackle his legs and kill him without killing him on the spot!!!"

During the slow explanation, Song Shiwan entered the state without realizing it, and began to grit his teeth, completely losing the timid he had just now. After hearing this, Woodgate actually followed the emotions created by Song Shiwan and shouted: "I will kill him!"

Song Shiwan continued: "Dakot, take care of the left side more. Hart's assist is what we need. There will be loopholes in the moment he attacks... Deselly, Woodgate's restoration defense after rushing up will be handed over to you."

At this moment, Song Shiwan paused for a moment. He felt a refreshing feeling. It didn't feel like howling after entering the locker room. Because he had always been very rational and knew what he was saying and doing: "Guys, Mr. Ollie said this to me when he was trapped in Italy, and he said, 'Song, don't lose too badly'. I don't know if the result of this game will be guessed by Mr. Ollie, but I want to say that from the moment he stood here, I never thought of losing, because I told everyone at the press conference that I would lead Leeds to the front page of tomorrow!!!"

"I will give my all, and I will not regret it after failure, and I will not regret it because I did not die in battle at that time!!!"

Song Shiwan was inspired. This was his first time coaching alone, and he had to do his best.

Fowler was shocked by Song Shiwan's words. He had never seen a head coach with such a strong desire to fight. No, the assistant coach. Even if the assistant coach had no expression on his face and was as cold as ice, he could see a real flame in a certain state, and the flame was burning completely. When he melted the ice layer outside, all his enemies would find that everything was over, because no one could control the fire!

etc!!!

It seemed like everyone had a task just now, where was it?

"Song, assistant teacher? Where is me?" Fowler asked. At first, he called out Song's surname directly, but then he began to feel that this was a bit inappropriate. Then he added the word "Assistant" as "is not flattery, but those who are capable should be respected.

Song Shiwan stared at Fowler and said, "Play as God!"

“Don’t the KOP stands call you God? So what if you just think of God once???”

"Didn't Hollier give up on you because of an injury? Then tell Hollier who deserves his respect, who is the ace, and who can rule the entire court!!!"

"Remember, do I have only one way to face Liverpool? Now I will tell you what my way is, that is, the whole team revolves around you, playing around you with a point-breaking side, because only you are the one who is most familiar with Liverpool!"

Then Song Shiwan started partitioning on the tactical board. After writing down the player's name in each area, he wrote down a big Robbie Fowler on the front line, and wrote down a 100% below him!

"Whoever is, I will send the ball to Fowler when I don't have the chance, and believe that he can use his skills to take three points away from Anfield!!!"

"Fowler, can you do it?"

"Head, I am God." Fowler unconsciously found the feeling of King of Anfield again, even though this time he was wearing a white jersey.

Song Shiwan hugged Fowler's shoulder and shouted loudly: "Now, go out and grab a three-pointer in Anfield!!!"

"YE!!!!" Brian took the lead and shouted wildly. The former captain of England was completely stimulated by Song Shiwan's performance in the second half. It's a pity that he could not play.
Chapter completed!