The strongest blade in football

Chapter 72 Boloni on the Cliff

On January 1, Dufrasen poured in a large number of media and reporters, and more than five TV channels will broadcast the game, and the highly anticipated "The Clasico" derby is about to start.

Wang Nuo was sitting in the locker room, carefully putting on his full body equipment, ready to warm up at any time.

Looking around, some people were praying, some were meditating with their eyes closed, some were listening to music with headphones, but no one spoke loudly, and everyone was quiet.

Boloni was also in the dressing room, wearing a new gray club suit with a red club jacket over it.

He paced up and down the locker room, seemingly preoccupied.

The team was about to enter the arena, and he finally stood still, waved everyone together, and started the pre-match mobilization.

Usually he will give a speech, or emphasize the tactical arrangement, but this time Boloni's method is different.

He took out the USB flash drive and played a video for everyone.

Anderlecht coach Jakobs in the camera is attending a press conference, which is not surprising, just some ordinary questions and answers.

He discussed recent injuries, the team's suspension, preparations for the winter break, and more with reporters.

The Standard Liege players didn't understand what the coach was saying when he played the video.

"Keep reading." Boloni turned up the TV volume.

Everyone continued to watch patiently.

Not long after, Jacobs in the video started talking about the game against Standard Liege, and he appeared to be answering a reporter's question.

"No no no, we are not nervous at all, I think they are nervous because we occupy the top of the table."

"Anderlecht have always been the strongest team in the league, there is no doubt about it."

"To be honest, Standard Liege has regressed significantly this season. I think they only have 3 or 4 players who can play in Anderlecht."

"The League One champion has long lost suspense."

At this point in the video, Boloni pressed the pause button and turned off the TV.

"Any thoughts, everyone?" Boloni asked, looking around at everyone.

No one spoke at first, but after a few seconds, a voice sounded from the corner of the locker room.

"That tie around his neck is a really earthy color."

Thrall curled his lips in disdain, and the other teammates laughed in agreement, as if no one took what was played in the video seriously.

Camargo also expressed his views, which attracted the approval of several teammates.

"Nobody cares what he says, after the game he's going to be a clown."

Hearing the disciples' answers, Boloni frowned a little, and he was silent for a moment, as if hesitating for something.

Then he took a piece of paper out of his pocket.

"After watching the video, please watch this again." Boloni shook the piece of paper in his hand and continued, "I didn't want to show it to anyone, but at this juncture, I think it is necessary to let everyone know. "

"This is a 'military order' I signed yesterday afternoon, and it is my guarantee to Mr. Chairman."

"There are four items in total. If I complete any item, I will get a two-year contract extension."

"If none of them are done, then I will say goodbye to the team."

Boloni's voice was not loud, but after he finished speaking, almost everyone showed expressions of disbelief.

Wang Nuo was also extremely shocked. Boloni led the team to win last year's League One championship, but now he may not be able to continue coaching?
"Let's pass it on and see. In this game, I don't ask you to beat your opponent with three goals, nor do you ask you to play such an exquisite cooperation." Boloni paused for several seconds when he said this.

He loosened his collar, as if the air in the locker room was strangling his throat, and he continued in a voice that was much gentler than usual: "I just want one victory, one victory is enough."

The locker room was even quieter than it was at the beginning. Everyone circulated the paper silently, and everyone's face was full of solemnity.

There were only four short lines on that piece of paper, and when it was Wang Nuo's turn, he read it in only 10 seconds.

"The team won the Europa League this season."

"The team won the Belgian League Championship this season."

"The team won the Belgian Cup this season."

"The rest of the season and the play-offs, against Anderlecht to win all."

There is no doubt that the probability of achieving the first three items is not high, and only the fourth item seems to be a little easier.

"I don't want to talk to you about the historical significance of this game, and I don't want to give a passionate speech. I just want to show you my real situation."

Boloni waited for everyone to pass the slip of paper, then stuffed it back into his pocket.

"Your coach is already standing on the edge of a cliff. I really hope that I can stay next season and continue to work with everyone. We get along well and we can win more honors."

Boloni took a deep breath, looked at everyone, and stopped talking, the meaning in his eyes was obvious——

Go ahead and win this game!
The players at Standard Liege had seen all kinds of brilliant speeches by Bologne and knew that their coach could easily ignite everyone's enthusiasm.

But no one has ever seen such a sincere side of the coach, presenting himself unreservedly in front of the players.

"Guys, we're going to win this game for the boss!"

I don't know who was the first to call out such a cry, but the rest of the team began to respond. Boloni is a competent and good coach, which is the consensus of most people.

Injuries have affected the record this season, not the coaching level.

They want to win this game and try to keep Boloni as much as possible.

Boloni saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, and knew in his heart that the boys would do their best.

"Let's go, let's ignite Dufrasen!"

The players of Standard Liege walked towards the player channel one by one with high spirits.

When the team stepped into Dufrasen, it was already like a Colosseum, and the fans packed the stands, which looked like tomato soup overflowing from a distance.

The fans had been waiting for a long time, and when Wang Nuo and the others came out, they were immediately treated like stars.

According to the pre-match arrangement, the players ran out one by one, and every time the DJ on the spot called out a name, the salute on the top of the stands would sound once.

On the south stand, a huge newly-made flag was slowly unfolded. The anthropomorphic standard Liege team emblem held a huge sword in each hand, cutting the Anderlecht team emblem in half.

One sword is marked with 2008, and the other is marked with 2009, which means the glorious record of killing Anderlecht to the top of the league in the past two years.

And there is a sword on the back of the team emblem, with a huge red number 2010 marked on the hilt, almost out of its sheath.

It means that this season's league championship is still ours!

The atmosphere of the stadium made Wang Nuo's blood spurt, and his body and spirit were in the best condition. It's a pity that he is the "nuclear weapon" in Boloni's mouth, and he will not be able to appear on the stage until later.

Nuclear weapons, sounds good, Wang Nuo likes this title.

He sat on the bench, and through countless arms and legs, he vaguely saw the black guy with dreadlocks on the outermost side of the opponent's bench.

Romelu Lukaku, that seems to be his name, right?

He has scored a lot of goals this season and is Anderlecht's absolute star of hope and their "nuclear weapon".

Wang Nuo wants to compete with him in this game, who is more powerful.

With the whistle of the referee, the game officially started!

(End of this chapter)