The strongest blade in football

Chapter 28 Attack Horn
"I know you are not convinced, to be honest, I am not convinced either!"

Vetteant stood in the very center of the locker room, looking over every player on the benches on both sides.

"We had twice as much possession as them, shot four times as many times and beat them all game!"

"And our opponent kicked like a cowering tortoise, hiding in his own shell and not daring to come out, but his eyes were always on our weakness."

"Yes, they got it, but so what? Did they win?"

"No, the game is only half over, we still have 45 minutes!"

Vetteante was always looking for his own eyes. At the beginning, there were only Wang Nuo and Vianne. Gradually, more players raised their heads and looked at him.

Witt Ante clenched his fists and waved fiercely in the air, "This is the home stadium of Standard Liege. You are the fighters of Standard Liege. There are nearly a thousand fans outside cheering for you. In the first half, you were just cowardly." The tortoise took a lucky bite, are you willing to lose to such an opponent!"

willing?How could it be reconciled!

Wang Nuo notified all his friends, and also told his father and Jia Xiaoxian that they must be watching the game in front of the screen, and they must win whatever they say, how can they be depressed at this time!
He stood up without hesitation.

"Mr. Witt, I will do my best in the second half."

"Very good, this is the spirit of standard Liege!"

Vetteant took a deep look at Wang Nuo, walked quickly to the window, pointed out the window with his hand, and instantly raised his voice several times.

"See that flag on the East Stand? Some of you know it, some of you don't. Let me tell you, club fans will have ten of those flags!"

"Each side represents a Belgian Serie A championship! The side of the East Stand was just made in the summer, why? Because Standard Liege won the championship again last season!"

"The fans brought the latest championship banner and waved it in front of us! Should we also fight like real champions!"

Listening to Viteante's roar, no one could sit on the bench safely, everyone stood up, panting heavily, wishing they could go on the court right now and tear their opponents to pieces!

"Now you look like standard Liege players!"

Witt Ante nodded lightly and lowered his voice, "45 minutes is enough, just like in the first half, besiege them, be more patient, be more vigilant, and don't let their counterattack succeed!"

"Goodman, delay your position a bit, and pay more attention to the movement of the opponent's No. 10."

"Vianne, try to hit the ball to Wang Nuo's side. If there is no mistake, they will change the formation to 541."

"They will withdraw a midfielder to the central defender position to limit our crosses. We need Wang Nuo's breakthrough to attack their defense."

"Wang Nuo, let go of your hands and feet, and play as you did two months ago!"

"Lebia, don't get stuck in the crowd in the second half, and come out to respond appropriately. I will replace you in about seven or 10 minutes. Before that, keep running and dragging, exhausting their energy!"

The instructions were issued to each player one by one, and everyone knew the tactical tasks they had to perform in the second half. The players had a bottom line in their hearts and really calmed down.

After arranging tasks for everyone, Witteant reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette.

"I have finished what I have to say. There are still 5 minutes to start the game. Get ready. In the second half, we will scare the Bruges youth team!"

After finishing speaking, Vetten lit his cigarette and walked out of the dressing room.

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Manny shook the file bag in his hand, and he felt that the air around him was even hotter than before the start of the game.

Looking up at the sky, there is not a single cloud, the sun is grilling everything unscrupulously, and the wind from the fan of the file bag is scalding hot.

Mani regretted it a bit. Judging from his performance in the first half, the Chinese kid was a good player, but he was not the player he was looking for.

Mani came here because of the amazing breakthrough in the video, but throughout the first half, Mani only saw Wang Nuo's few dribbles.

Most of the time, Wang Nuo was looking for cooperation with his teammates, running positions, kicking the ball with one kick, and making diagonal long passes, but there was no breakthrough.

He seems to be more of a midfielder.

Originally, on this hot afternoon, Mani could stay in a cool air-conditioned room, drinking beer and reading magazines, but now, he had to stand in the sun for another 45 minutes.

Mani felt that when he left the venue, a little seasoning would serve as a dish.

Complaints are complaints. When the fans around stood up one after another, Marney also stood up.

Now that we're here, we can't give up halfway. We still have to watch the game. What if the situation changes in the second half?

With little hope left, Marney turned his attention to the court again.

"Dear viewers, welcome back to the TV. What you are watching now is the second half of the first round match between Standard Liege and Club Brugge in the youth league. Bruges kicked off first."

The voice of the narrator Dibent is still lazy, which makes people unable to lift their spirits.

Extremely hot weather like today's is rare in Western Europe in August, which made most people uncomfortable. Many viewers in front of the TV were also infected by Dibent's voice.

In an apartment on the left bank of the Seine, in front of the TV, as a girl who has almost no idea about football, Jia Xiaoxian's eyelids are already fighting. She only stared at No. 11 Wang Nuo on the screen throughout the first half.

Everyone else seemed to be empty, if Wang Nuo happened not to appear in the camera, she would simply close her eyes.

If it wasn't for Wang Nuo, she wouldn't have been able to hold on for the full 45 minutes, and then there was still the second half.

She wiped her face with a cold towel and became a little more sober. The referee blew the whistle to start the game.

Changing sides and fighting again, the standard Liege youth players played a more aggressive game. The boys were like a pack of wolf cubs, sending out constant attacks on the opponent's defense.

Even if the ball was lost in the opponent's half, the Standard Liege youth team still invested a large number of people to fight back on the spot and block the ball.

"At the beginning of the second half, Standard Liege suddenly stepped up the press. It seems that the players on the field are very dissatisfied with the score behind."

"Their style of play is full of aggression, and the Brugge players are very uncomfortable."

"Oh! The Brugge ball is broken!"

"It was Peli who stole the ball. Peli knocked the ball back to Fancourt. Standard Liege captain Vianne was already actively running."

"Okay, Fancourt has a wide field of vision. The ball reaches Vianne's feet. Vianne is in a good position, facing the goal. He can choose to take a long shot..."

"He didn't hit the goal, but made a long pass and passed the ball to Wangono who was plugging in at high speed from the wing!"

"A series of wonderful passes. In the first half we have seen the standard of Liege's pass level. This team's style of play is very enjoyable."

"Now that Wangono has the ball, Brugge's No. 2 has posted it. He should pass the ball quickly. Judging from the performance of the first half, No. 11 Wangono's foot skills are very average."

If Vettante didn't have a new tactical arrangement, Wang Nuo would indeed pass the ball, and then move around to get involved.

But since the head coach said during the intermission that he wants to play as before and rely on breakthroughs to attack Bruges' defense, then Wang Nuo is not polite.

He wants to blow the horn of attack!
(End of this chapter)