Chapter Forty-Nine: Many Things Have Not Been Coming
Many things don't come long in the future, and many people will just leave the scene suddenly.
Life is like this, the green field is like this, and the position of the head coach is even more like this!
Galtier knew too well that the crater was the bench for football coaches, and he knew the ambitions of President Saint-Etienne. He also knows he can't go wrong with a game.
It was a gamble, but in this gamble, one of his weights couldn't even figure out how big it was.
Ding Yue......
Gartiye calmed himself down, stood up, and returned to his command area on the sidelines. The manager is like that, some people like to stay on the long side of the game and use their words and body language to go in and out with the players on the field, but Galtier feels that he is still a little emotional, so he can't help but go back and forth on the sidelines and in the dugout.
"Cheer up!
Galtier didn't say much, he knew how much authority he had in this team now. At least for one day in this position, I am your Napoleon!
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There was jubilation on the bench followed by a quick silence, and the players looked at the manager Galtier with complicated expressions, and no one dared to speak.
The person who said that if the five bigwigs were abolished, they would really be abolished, are they ruthless?
Just now, a few uninteresting players tried to high-five Galtier in celebration, but they received a cold face in response.
"Have you forgotten the last goal you conceded? If anyone does, then I'm reminding him once. We haven't won the game before the referee blows for the end of the game! All celebrations should be restrained! Even if the excitement is too much, you have to calm down immediately!"
There was silence for a long time before the players whispered to each other one-on-one, and everyone moved very slowly, even when they picked up the water bottle from the ground, they didn't dare to make any noise when their hands touched the bottle.
The situation on the pitch was not as harmonious and calm as that on the bench of Saint-Etienne.
As if stabbed by a wasp, the Maasai were enraged.
Under the constant assault of the two super-fast fast Mavarvuena and Remy on the left and right, the improvised backline was once again like a helpless sailboat on the sea in a raging storm, and it was possible to sink at any time.
In the 19th minute, Remy made a strong attack on the right flank, and Bayer had no choice but to pull it.
A Topaz card is in hand. Bayer spread his hands and said that he was helpless about the little black car, and what was even more helpless was that there was a little black car at the other end of the court.
These two little black cars also change wheels from time to time!
Valbuena's free-kick spun straight to the back of the ball, and Heinze, who was ambushed in the middle, slid the ball off the line and Saint-Etienne escaped.
In the 27th minute, Marseille's two sports cars counter-attacked and passed four balls to each other, and the final shot was barely touched by Jeremy Janault and flew off the left baseline. Once again, the fans of Saint-Etienne collectively thanked God.
Compared with the huge advantage psychology of the previous rounds of home games, Saint-Etienne, who lacked five absolute main players in this game, showed a stronger desire to win. Especially after Ding Yue scored a goal, everyone's way can only be described as desperate.
In the 39th minute, when returning to the defense, Sako was briefly taken off the field by the team doctor for treatment because of a collision with the opponent's Remy.
As we all know, without these five big players, the precipitous decline of Saint-Etienne's control in both the front and midfield is already a fact.
As the game time passed by minute by minute, the iron-blooded defense line built with blood and willpower was already a little shaky.
Thankfully, the referee's whistle saved Saint-Etienne.
At the moment of the whistle, the spectators in the stands felt as if they could hear the breath of relief from the Saint-Etienne players on the field. Too passive. Hopefully, in midfield, Galtier will make an effective tactical change to contain the two fast horses on the side of Marseille, and they were too happy in the Saint-Etienne half twenty minutes after the first half.
Compared with teams of the same level, the combat effectiveness is not dominant, and many local international players are aging, the team often makes fans worry in the final stage of the game, and there are often twists and turns in the game process, and even the result of being crushed by the opponent. In the fifth round of the AFC Champions League group stage, Evergrande challenged Buriram United away, Evergrande took an early lead and firmly controlled the game, but at the last moment, the opponent used a simple long pass to cause chaos in the penalty area, and finally lost the victory.
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Stadium Gichal, home team dressing room.
"Great, very good first half! We're ahead, boys, keep your heads up, you have to remember this first half! It's an absolutely remarkable achievement!" said Galtier in a not-so-empty space.
When he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Zuma, Sacco and other recruits from time to time, and the meaning was obvious...... It's the result of your efforts, no Payet, no Bognagra, no Matuidi!
Sako and Zuma unconsciously puffed up their chests.
Galtier did not explain the shortcomings of the players in the first half, nor did he make any big arrangements for the second half, but he only suddenly said something that surprised everyone, his cheeks, which had become red with excitement, had no emotion, and his voice was particularly loud in the dressing room.
"Before the game, I said to myself, everybody thinks you can't, maybe they're right, but we also have the right to prove them wrong. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his shaking shoulders showed the surging in his heart, "Now, do you think we have the ability to prove that the people who see us clearly are wrong about their shit-like views?"
Galtier waved his tired right hand after speaking, and the entire locker room was completely aroused by this passage.
"Yes!"
"Why can't you, fuck it!"
"I'm going to shove my stinky shoes into the mouths of those people after the game!"
Galtier was very satisfied with the hearts of the people. Needless to say, those who understand naturally know how to fight and fight!
Not for a while.
Doss pushed open the slightly bulky sliding door and walked in, he also looked at Galtier with a very excited expression, "The second half is ready to start......"
Before he could finish speaking, Gartiye straightened up, waved his right arm vigorously, and shouted in a louder voice than before: "Go!
"Good!"
More than two dozen people shouted in unison and rushed out of the door.
Everyone was almost gone, and Ding Yue slowly followed the flow of people out.
Gardiye pulled lightly and grabbed Ding Yue.
At this time, the locker room was already quiet, Galtier drank water, gently tidied up the buttons of his shirt, and spoke to Ding Yue in his usual soft but calm voice.
"Thank you for your hard work today, Ding. Gardiye looked at Ding Yue with a smile and said casually: "I know that saying this puts you under some pressure, but you are more involved in offensive matters, and when you defend, I will let Mansalitor fill your position." ”
Ding Yue smiled, he knew that Galtier was indeed under pressure from many ways to coax him.
"Coach, I'll do my best. “
With this sentence was enough, Galtier didn't speak again, patted Ding Yue's shoulder, and motioned for him to hurry up and catch up with his teammates who had already walked to the players' tunnel in front.