Chapter 077: Big Brother Leading
The first half ended quickly in a peaceful atmosphere.
Atletico Madrid has two goals in hand, and the offense is walking, while Athletic Bilbao has a collapsed mentality for a while and needs the head coach's midfield hair dryer.
Ding Yue shook his head, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he quickened his pace.
Walked to the players' tunnel, under the stands, looked up, opened his eyes, and calmly glanced at the knitted items embroidered with the Atletico Madrid emblem lying on the railing, the strong feeling of excitement made the faces of those fans a little distorted, Ding Yue waved his hand, and then walked back to the locker room.
Ding Yue took off his shirt. Pick up the towel, press your face with both hands, and slowly sweep it from your forehead all the way to your neck, and clean your face with dampness.
Relaxed his body, and as the rest time was extended, he leaned on the chair cabinet as naturally as possible, trying to recover his strength.
Maintaining a state like a dead fish, Ding Yue breathed slowly, and moved his body very carefully, his injured calf still didn't dare to exert himself, and it was still a little painful. Mixed with the rain, the blood that came out was diluted and seeped into the socks, forming a dark red color that looked very uncomfortable.
Simeone is comfortable.
Even because of the rain and the relationship between the two balls in hand, he stayed in the coach's seat abnormally and did not go to the sidelines to command anything too much.
This is the last game of the season, and the first reason for choosing Atletico Madrid is, of course, because he has been in Atletico Madrid before, and he is still a celebrity, but if he doesn't want to win some glory in Europe, it must be against his will.
Fortunately, he was lucky this time.
Simeone smiled.
Who would have thought that Atletico Madrid, who had been sentenced to death at the beginning of the season, would now sit third in the league and win half of the UEFA Cup?
Despite the ecstasy in his heart, the superficial work was still done well, and Simone straightened his face and began another educational work, the theme of which was not champagne, no champagne, no champagne!
The fifteen-minute intermission, in a relatively comfortable state, passed.
Simeone finally walked to Ding Yue's side, just stood in front of him, and waited for everyone to notice before he spoke, "You have to pass the ball to our kung fu boy in the second half, I won't allow you to go home without a hat trick." ”
The audience laughed.
Ding Yue was sandwiched between Falcao and Turan, and a somewhat shy smile appeared on his face.
I thought about the luck of my life.
Sure enough, there is no one who can compare.
As he walked out of the players' tunnel, he saw two hands on the railing above his head, which were naturally placed outside the railing and spread out a national flag.
Ding Yue stood still and greeted the boy he didn't know, "Hello!"
"Hey, Ding Yue, come on, come on!" The boy also saw Ding Yue, and his face suddenly smiled, waving the national flag with both hands, and kept shouting cheers.
"Excited, eh?"
Turan is now the No. 3 man in Atletico Madrid's frontcourt, and he has the confidence to support his waist enough to speak, and a big scene like tonight, although he has also dreamed of it, is still excited.
Ding Yue said goodbye to the cute fan, walked towards the stadium, and then slowly said: "Do you know what it's like to play football with the expectations of countless people on your back?"
Although Turkey is not a first-class football power, there are not a few players who play in Europe's top five leagues, and Turan naturally does not know.
But he knows what it's like to play with the hopes of a small town on his back. But... More than a billion people... This Nima.
As soon as the second half began, Athletic Bilbao was another round of attack, how the other party would arrange, Ding Yue and Simeone had already guessed. There are only forty-five minutes left, and a maximum of fifty minutes with stoppage time. There are only 50 minutes left until the last chance to win the trophy. Don't fight now, but when.
In fact, the players of Athletic Bilbao are also very good runners, Herrera and Javi Martinez are flying up and down between the midfield and the penalty area.
If Llorente hadn't lost his form at the beginning of the season, Bilbao would have been able to recover a goal in these ten minutes.
And it's clear that Godin, Miranda, or Courtois, are all in a period of unexplained upswing.
Godin and Miranda are because of Simeone's trust, while Courtois ..... everyone sees his talent.
In the 63rd minute, Herrera received the ball from Javi Martinez's chest outside the penalty area and shot directly with his right foot!
The ball also touched Godin and changed its course on the way to the goal!
Courtois lifted his right foot with his center of gravity lost and looked to keep the ball out of the line.
Simeone began to sit still, although he still had two balls in hand, but this scene was very unfavorable.
"Ding Yue, called Diego, tell him to run a little more and follow Herrera...... Tell Turan to retract a little more in the middle!"
Ding Yue stood behind Falco. calmly looked at Otneche, who had been following him.
In order to prevent Ding Yue from starting suddenly again, Ottneche stuck to him like a piece of kraft candy. Since the second half, he has been standing behind Ding Yue.
"Get closer to the middle. Ding Yue's tone was calm, but there was a hint of uneasiness in his words, "The boss has an opinion about you, run more!"
Turan took a few steps to the middle of the road, lowered his head and thought for a while before shouting at Ding Yue, "Got it!"
Ding Yue shook his head and smiled, feeling a little helpless, it is difficult to change a person's playing habits, but under Simeone's strict requirements, Turan should be able to adapt.
Walked up to Diego and recounted Simeone's explanation in detail.
But the more Diego listened, the more helpless he became, he was doing his job conscientiously, and he wanted me to be Makellele...... Simone, this rough man!
But Diego knew. As long as the manager is in power, then the players had better be obedient.
As long as Simeone wins this League Cup, it will be difficult for him to shake his position next season, and even in the long run, at Atletico. What's more, his record so far is indeed eye-catching enough.
Juan Fran also leaned in.
He stared at Ding Yue and Diego and didn't speak for a long time. He knows that Simeone on the sidelines is quite satisfied with the record, no, it should be quite satisfied with the backline he has rebuilt, not to mention anything else, the running distance is definitely enough!
Athletic Bilbao's attack could not last the entire second half, and in fact, after the 25th minute, Atletico were in control again.
The limits of physical strength make Athletic Bilbao also need some time to catch their breath.
Ding Yue was silent for a long time, at this time, what was needed was Gabi, who had gradually gained popularity and followers in the locker room, to speak.
Is this temptation big to become the team's leading big brother? Ding Yue didn't know, because he knew that he didn't have that strength at all... Whether it's ball skills, or temper. So I didn't think about it in that direction at all.