Extraordinary coach

Dio turned his head and saw that Nice had just passed the ball forward to Balotelli by Seri.

Balotelli did not stop the ball, but pushed it directly to the side, then turned and rushed to the front court.

Salah, who received the ball from Balotelli, only took a few steps. After crossing the center line, he made a diagonal pass and sent the ball to Balotelli, who just surpassed the opponent's defender.

At this time, there was a defender in front of Balotelli and another one chasing behind him. Balotelli, who got the ball, did not rush forward, but quickly hit the ball to the empty space on the left.

Left winger Pléa just rushed out and started to move forward. After dribbling to the left side of the penalty area, Pléa decisively passed the ball to the middle.

Balotelli, who was flanking in the middle, actively tried to score, but unfortunately he was pulled by the opponent's defender when he was about to fall to the ground and shoot. The ball missed.

"Oh~~ It missed!"

However, Nice's quick counterattack has always been a simultaneous advance of the entire forward line. Balotelli was missed, and there was Salah at the second point.

Salah got the second point before his opponent.

"Bang!"

The ball went into the net.

GOAL!!!!

"Yeah!! Goal!! Salah!!!!!!!"

"3-0! I got it! 3-0!!!" Sun Yi jumped up from his seat excitedly.

Dio next to him did the same, and instantly forgot about his previous suggestion to Sun Yi to replace the defender.

"Haha!! They scored again!! Oh my god! Our team is so strong."

"We can still score goals even with one less player. Who else in Ligue 1 can be our opponent?"

"Did you see that? Paris Saint-Germain. The entire lineup of our Nice team is not worth half of Neymar. But we can still score three goals against Metz with one less player. Can you do it?"

"Haha!!! Nice is so awesome! Head coach Sun is also awesome!"

"Haha, long live Nice!!!!"

Seeing the score become 3-0, the Nice fans who were previously stimulated by the big transfers of Paris Saint-Germain cheered wildly. Their words were full of pride and ridicule for Paris Saint-Germain.

"Sun, you are right. We really don't need to shrink. We have the strength!"

After the celebration on the field, Dio said to Sun Yi with great emotion. His eyes were even full of admiration.

Sun Yi just nodded and smiled without saying a word.

"I really don't know the team as well as you do. I don't have enough confidence in the players' strength!" Seeing Sun Yi's face, which should be like this, Dio raised his thumb in admiration.

Sun Yi just smiled and nodded. But he thought in his heart: Brother. I don't have confidence in their strength. I was forced to do this. If I can, I don't want to take risks!

Fortunately, the players are really awesome. Now there is only one goal left. There is still about half an hour, and it should be no problem to score another goal.

Thinking of this, Sun Yi felt a lot more relaxed, so he crossed his legs again.

Seeing Sun Yi like this, Dio also crossed his legs, crossed his hands, and kept shaking his feet.

Everyone knew that the victory of this game was decided. The Nice fans in the stands even happily started to make waves.

With the appearance of the fans' waves, the atmosphere of the entire Allianz Rivera Stadium was pushed to a climax.

But under this climax, the Nice team, who felt that the victory was in hand, completely relaxed. They started to become less determined when attacking.

Unconsciously, the offensive desire of the players on the Nice team was also decreasing.

After playing for ten minutes, the Metz team on the field also lost the desire to equalize. But Sun Yi also found that the Nice team began to lose the motivation to continue scoring.

"Move! Keep going, don't relax!"

Sun Yi went to the sidelines again and called on the players to continue attacking. But this time, the players did not do as he said. After all, the Nice team was one man short, and with victory in hand, they were asked to attack desperately. Obviously, some tired players on the field did not understand this very well.

After discovering this, Sun Yi immediately started to make substitutions.

He not only replaced Pléa, who had no offensive desire at the beginning, with the newly joined Reece Miro, but also replaced the newly joined midfielder Tamez with Dong Fangzhuo.

Sun Yi's practice of replacing two people at the same time surprised many people.

"This substitution is a bit strange! They still put two forwards in a row. Do they still want to score? They are one man short. Isn't 3-0 enough?"

These two substitutions caused a backlash from the Metz team. They had already admitted defeat, but they cheered up after seeing this.

It's too bullying!

We all admitted defeat, but they still strengthened the attack?

This is clearly trying to kill us!

If we lose more with one more player, we will be too ashamed to see anyone in the future.

Go! Fight them. We can't let them score again even if we die.

The players on the field of the Metz team began to look resolute, and even their eyes were murderous.

After replacing Reece Miro and Dong Fangzhuo, the Nice team did obviously increase their desire to attack. This made Sun Yi very happy, but he soon discovered the abnormality of the Metz team.

The Metz team actually started to play more and more crazily, not only pressing the Nice team, but even retreating to the penalty area in defense.

For a while, the defense of the Metz team was as strong as steel and concrete. Not only did they defend very solidly, but they also made the Nice players suffer a lot.

"Fuck, why are you still fighting for your life at this time? Don't do this. I just need to score one more goal. I don't want one more."

Five minutes later, the attack of the Nice team was firmly blocked by the Metz team.

Ten minutes later, the fourth goal that Sun Yi wanted still did not appear.

Fifteen minutes later, the Nice team began to find it difficult to make threatening shots.

Sun Yi was completely unable to sit still. He came to the sidelines and shouted to the players on the field with excitement.

"Attack! Press forward! Score another goal for me even if you die!!"

Uh~ What's going on? Is it the Nice team that is lagging behind?

Seeing Sun Yi's slightly anxious look, many people felt puzzled. Those who didn't know thought that the Nice team was the lagging team.

Although the players on the field of the Nice team felt a little strange, they still followed Sun Yi's instructions and began to press forward with all their strength.

"Hold on! We must not lose the ball again!"

The Metz team also became more desperate. They fought harder and defended more tenaciously. A posture of vowing not to let Nice score again.

This brought great difficulties to Nice.

Seeing the opponent's fierce resistance, many players in Nice were worried about getting injured. Once such thoughts appeared, Nice's offense was even worse than before.

As time passed, the game was about to end.

Nice was about to win a big victory, and the fans began to sing happily in the stands.

Even many Nice players on the bench sang happily.

Only Sun Yi was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. But when everyone was so relaxed and happy, he couldn't show his anxiety. He couldn't ask the field to continue to attack desperately too abnormally.

Soon, the game entered the overtime period, but only three minutes were added.

One minute,

Two minutes,

Two and a half minutes...

Sun Yi closed his eyes helplessly.

He had to accept the reality that he had failed a mission for the first time.