The coaching career started as a college team coach

"Damn, it's hard to explain." Celars and Wei Le sat together, and the replay focused on the penalty kick at the last moment.

The slow motion replay of the game showed everything that happened at the time. Salah and Tierney did have physical contact. But when Tierney made a tackle from the side, Salah was not touched!

But after Salah took a step forward, he seemed to deliberately "bump" into Tierney's legs!

Then, Salah lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Because it is not clear from this angle whether Tierney has any movements in his hands, but from this angle alone, the penalty is questionable.

"Alas." Wei Le collapsed on the chair helplessly after watching this replay, "What can I say."

"This is also part of football." Gianluca Conte comforted.

Wei Le nodded with a wry smile, "Yes. But this controversial penalty really made me feel bad."

Wei Le didn't believe that there would be blatant "black whistle" behavior of the referee on a platform like the Premier League. The more exposed the league is, the more unlikely such biased behavior is.

In particular, most of the penalties made by the referee Craig Pawson during the game were actually fine, so Wei Le couldn't blame him for his incompetence or wrong position.

When he walked into the locker room, Wei Le found that the players were in a bad mood.

Although everyone didn't express it, Wei Le could read their disappointment in the eyes of the players. At this time, although the players did not complain about the penalty or attack the referee, the silence in the locker room made the atmosphere even colder.

Because of a penalty and a penalty, the result of this game was completely different.

If not, they would most likely beat Liverpool and avenge last season's FA Cup.

Wei Le clapped his hands, and everyone's eyes focused on him.

"This is part of football." Wei Le smiled helplessly, "We have to accept it."

"From the results, we didn't win. We also have a lot of room for improvement during the game." Wei Le paused, "But if I, your head coach, were to evaluate--"

"You won, and won thoroughly."

"From the data, you suppressed them. Your shots were of high quality, and your passes also broke through their defense many times. The same is true on the defensive level. You left their forwards helpless."

"Tierney, I saw that ball, I don't think it's your problem, you did a good job, you don't need to feel guilty, and you are not allowed to feel guilty." Tierney raised his head and made eye contact with Wei Le. After hesitating for a moment, Tierney nodded.

"I am very satisfied. You suppressed Liverpool in the away game. The way Liverpool fans cheered, I thought they won the game by a large margin, but in fact they only got a draw."

"Gentlemen, this is already a big improvement." Wei Le looked around and pointed to the furnishings of the away team's locker room. "You are familiar with this place. We came here last year, but we returned empty-handed. We lost with conviction."

In the FA Cup last season, the players who played in the match between Wolves and Liverpool nodded involuntarily. In that game, Liverpool, who played with half of the main players, beat Wolves with a group of children.

"Well, I have nothing to say." Wei Le nodded, "Let's change the post-match review to the day after tomorrow. Since I think you won, you should take it as a win."

"What should we do if we win? We should take a holiday if we win!" Wei Le said loudly, "Take a holiday tomorrow and train the day after tomorrow afternoon. That's it."

After speaking, Wei Le took a bottle of mineral water and walked out of the locker room. He was going to attend the press conference. When he closed the door, he turned his head and keenly caught the smiles on the players' faces again.

He paused in closing the door, made a face to the players, and then closed the door.

The door was closed, and the locker room was still quiet.

After a while, a voice broke the awkward silence.

"Boss, you are the best coach I have ever seen."

Everyone turned their eyes to Bowen. He was already packing up his things. He raised his head as if nothing had happened, as if the words just now were not his own.

"What's wrong?" Bowen asked in confusion, "At least, that's what I think."

"The game ended like this, and I think the boss must be more regretful than us. He also wants to win, even more than us, right?" Bowen said, "But now he comes to comfort us and make us happy."

"He has every reason to criticize us for our panic in the last moments of the game."

"But no, he still encouraged me as usual"

"Isn't that good enough?"

After saying this, Bowen continued to pack his things.

Everyone looked at each other and began to pack their things.

After a while, another voice broke the silence.

"That's right." Van de Beek agreed. He didn't say anything else.

De Paul also said, "Yes, he is also the best coach I have ever seen, no one."

"Me too, he is really good."

The voices got louder and louder, and everyone finally started to speak.

"Yes, of course he is the best coach, no one." Ruben Dias stood up, and everyone's eyes turned to the captain, "We all know that we didn't perform well in this game."

"Although the boss didn't say it, we have to be aware of this."

"The boss is good to us, we can't let him down. We lost our composure at the end of this game, and this situation must not happen in the next game anyway!"

"Yes, it must not happen anyway!"

"That's right! ”

Everyone agreed.

Unconsciously, the morale of the Wolves players recovered. They returned to their usual state, optimistic, determined and willing to fight.

It was just a draw, not that bad.

"How is Jota?"

"I don't know, but I hope he can get better as soon as possible. The Wolves with all the players are the strongest Wolves."

"Wei, what do you think of Salah's double goal in this game?"

"He is a respectable player, and I believe he will become a legend of Liverpool. I am not surprised that he scored a goal, and I am even more helpless to score in such a wonderful way. But unfortunately he is my opponent."

Wei Le's answer, which has always been flawless, unsurprisingly left the reporters helpless.

But a reporter brought up the issue of penalty kicks. When everyone thought Wei Le was going to talk about the same old things, Wei Le sighed.

"I respect the work of the referee, and I think he has made outstanding contributions to the normal operation of the game. But whether this ball is a penalty kick is indeed debatable. ”

“There is nothing wrong with the supreme power of the referee. But I still believe that introducing a more timely supervision and correction mechanism does not conflict with maintaining the authority of the referee.”

Wei Le’s helplessness was also understood by the reporters. All the reporters who watched the game felt sorry for what happened in the game. They thought that the “brave” Wolves would kill the Liverpool dragon.