Chapter 311: Milanese are all virtuous
"Cut! I really thought you were like a god! β
"yes, it's just a magic stick!"
"It turned out that it was all blindfolded before!"
"Make us rejoice!"
It was clear that Milan had the possibility of scoring, but now it is Napoli who are counter-attacking.
Such a big contrast made the fat and thin guys feel disappointed in the short-haired man.
They no longer stared left and right at the "script" in the short-haired man's hand, but sat in their seats and continued to drink their fat house happy water.
But the short-haired man was not depressed by this.
He kept his eyes on the pitch as Napoli once again took advantage of the Milan player's heavy pressure to counter-attack.
It stands to reason that Napoli's counterattack should not have existed.
Capello used set-pieces to freeze Ayala and the rest of the centre-backs in the box, and even Damir, who had just received the ball, was forced to retreat into his own half.
Even if Milan's set-piece can't constitute a goal this time, it will not allow Napoli to form a counterattack in an instant, resulting in a situation of passive pursuit.
And all this in front of him stems from the Chinese goalkeeper in front of the Napoli goal!
He unexpectedly intercepted Albertini's free-kick and found a counter-attacking opportunity and a hole in the opposition defence in the crowd after hitting the ground. What's even more commendable is that he is personally responsible for passing the ball when his own transmitter is unable to play a role, and successfully passes the ball to the feet of his attacking teammates to instigate the attack.
Ou Chuliang's ability to read the game in a short period of time is not at all like a 21-year-old who has just landed in Serie A.
"What an unexpected surprise!"
The short-haired man ignored the Napoli personnel who had already attacked the Milan penalty area, and his eyes stayed on Ou Chuliang, who had retreated to the line of the small penalty area and then took a step forward.
"His future achievements are definitely no worse than those of Pagliuca!" After the short-haired man wrote the letters "OU" in his notebook, he traced the key numbers back and forth.
From childhood to adulthood, the short-haired man was born in Portugal, and from childhood to adulthood, the people around him liked to call the short-haired man Ze. Mario, and he has another name that is known to later generations, Mourinho.
Jose Mourinho was a player in his youth, but the highest league he played in was Portugal's second division. If it weren't for his father, who was the head coach, he wouldn't even have a chance to play.
By the time he retired at the age of 24, he was playing for a small team in Portugal's fourth tier.
Jose Mourinho has a great football acumen but lacks enough speed and power on the pitch. This talent led Jose Mourinho to retire early and pursue a course as a football coach.
After graduating from the Technical University of Lisbon with a degree in physical education, Mourinho's first job was teaching children with Down syndrome and intellectual disabilities. At the same time, he enrolled in a football coach training course.
After obtaining his football coaching certificate, Mourinho joined the youth team of SetΓΊbal Victory, first as a physical coach and later as an assistant coach. Since then, he has never left his job related to football coaching. After that, he spent 4 years as an assistant coach at Amadora Stars.
In 1992, former England star and former head coach of the England national team, Bobby. Robson is the head coach of Sporting Lisbon.
Jose Mourinho, who understands both English and football, became first Robson's translator and later Robson's translator and assistant coach. From '94 to '96, Robson was in charge of Porto, and Mourinho learned some important tactical concepts as he studied with him.
Last season, with Bobby. Robson moved to Barcelona in La Liga, and Jose Mourinho, who was heavily used by him, also accompanied him to Spain as Barcelona's assistant coach.
The year before, Robson left Barcelona for PSV Eindhoven, and this time, Mourinho did not leave with him, but continued to serve as the deputy of new coach Louis van Gaal.
For Mourinho, he is very happy with his current job.
Taking advantage of the "information asymmetry" between the coach and the player, he can clip some of his own "private goods" when conveying the coach's tactical intentions. In this way, you can not only verify your own coaching philosophy, but also lose the game and not take the blame yourself, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.
What's more, he can also take advantage of the club's expatriate scouting players as he does now, and fill in the puzzle for his future "dream team" by the way.
This time at the San Siro, Mourinho replaced Barcelona to investigate Kluivert, the Dutch striker.
But now he seems to have forgotten his original intention, staring at the goalkeeper in front of the Napoli goal!
Europe has top strikers, and there are all kinds of types, and there are many replacements. For Mourinho, he can even count the names of at least three players of the same type and similar ability in each position.
But goalkeepers are different!
Outfield players are like carp crossing the river, you can find them at any time.
But there are only so many well-known goalkeepers in the world, and they are all controlled by some giants.
What's more, these goalkeepers have long been carved by those giants and become a member of the giants' system. If Mourinho wants to complete his tactical blueprint, he will either settle for the old goalkeeper who has become famous in the goalkeeper position, or re-select and develop himself from the youth team.
Either way, it's hard for Mourinho to accept.
Now, Ou Chuliang's performance has made his eyes shine.
What else does this say? Isn't this the goalkeeper of your dreams?
Young, cultivateable, outstanding personal ability, strong reading competition ability.
Most importantly, his performance was perfectly in line with his tactical philosophy: defend solidly and then look for opportunities to counter-attack!
A goalkeeper can still think about attacking when ensuring defense, be vigilant when switching between attack and defense, and find the only counter-attack point in so many players, and finally complete the "fatal pass"!
This, this, this... He's a goalkeeper born for me!!
At this moment, Mourinho was so excited that he stood up from his chair.
He looked at Ou Chuliang affectionately, like a young man who went to the city to work and came home to see the girl waiting for him.
"Hey, uncle! Sit down! β
"Yes, it's useless for you to stand up, and you can't stop Napoli's attack!"
"Sit down, we won't see the game!"
There was a frustrated rush behind Mourinho, and it was clear that his getting up was getting in the way of the two youngsters watching the game.
In the stadium, in the face of Napoli's quick counter-attack, Milan didn't really have much to defend defendively. The two defenders who were dragging behind quickly reclaimed into the box and waited for their team-mates to help.
Damir dribbled the ball on the flanks and gradually moved closer to the Milan penalty area. Bellucci was one step behind, but he was in the middle and had every chance of outflanking the goal.
Nelson followed closely behind Damir, with two other team members following Bellucci.
It seems that the backfield is a 2v5 rhythm, but there are only two Milan defenders in front of the level of Damir and Bellucci.
It's actually 2v2!!
At this moment, the entire San Siro was not calm.
The commentator urged the players to hurry back to the defense in the microphone, and the Milan fans also stood up and turned into the twelfth person on the field, letting out bursts of boos.
But Damir was not disturbed by the Milan fans in the slightest, as the visiting fans and the Inter fans were on his side.
Especially Inter fans.
They opened their throats and shouted, no matter what they were shouting, the people around them cheered Milan anyway.
Milan wants to use Napoli to counter Milan's army, why doesn't Inter want to use this group of southerners to mock the city's sworn enemies again?
I was laughed at when I was held to a draw by Napoli at home, so what if you Milan lose?
It's just a big tooth to laugh at.
If Milan does lose, this day will definitely be written on the "pillar of shame" of Milan by Inter fans, who will laugh at their opponents for at least three years.
"Look! The club, which claims to be the best in Italy, lost to a southerner in the relegation zone! Hahaha..."
Thinking of this, Milan fans are even more anxious.
If they were really scored by Napoli, then Milan would never be able to get it back, whether they scored afterwards or not.
"Defend, defend!!" The on-site commentator kept pouring the microphone with saliva, but Damir's legs seemed to be tied to Hot Wheels, and even if he was diagonally inserted into the penalty area, he couldn't see that Nelson, who was close behind him, was closing the gap with him.
Damir strode forward with four kicks, and began to slow down slowly when he saw that the Milan penalty area was in front of him.
If you get the opportunity right, 2v2 in the penalty area. For the two strikers, the goal rate is still very high.
Napoli had been dormant for too long, and the slightly more doorway players had left in the winter.
There is only one reason why Damir came to Napoli in the winter transfer window, and that is that his previous team was worse and worse!
But if you can score an away goal at the San Siro's home stadium, it will definitely change your fortunes!
However, Damir also knows that such a big pie has fallen from the sky, he may not be able to catch it alone, he needs the cooperation of his teammates!
At this moment, assists and goals are almost equal!
It's better for two people to divide the pie than to eat nothing at all!
With the thought in mind, Damir lay forward again, breaking into the Milan penalty area first.
"Wait until you get the attention of the opposing defenders, then look for opportunities to pass the ball to teammates with better chances, and wait for Bellucci to score... Oh! β
With a scream, just when Damir was still thinking about how to have a tacit cooperation with his teammates, he suddenly felt a pain in his left leg, and his left foot seemed to be hooked by something. Then he couldn't maintain his balance on his right foot alone, and a sharp pain came from his right leg.
Immediately afterward, the Milan goal and defenders disappeared in front of him, and after the world turned around, only a patch of green was left in front of him, the color of grass.
In the next second, Damir curled up, clutching his right leg and lying on the ground wailing.
Nelson, who had just made a tackle, also raised his right hand as soon as Damir fell to the ground and turned his head to face the referee.
In an instant, the Victory Pitch was boiling.
"Oh no, referee, I, I didn't..." Before Nelson could finish speaking, Bellucci came running from the other side and shouted a loud protest: "Referee, penalty, this is a penalty!" β
"No, it's not a penalty!" Maldini also ran back.
The red and black captain immediately surrounded the referee, pointed to the place where the foul had just been committed and complained: "Referee, just outside the penalty area, outside the penalty area!" β
At this time, all the players in Milan are alert, fouls are already a sure thing, and what needs to be done now is how to deal with the aftermath!
Fouls are also foul penalties.
Whether it's a penalty or a free kick, a red card or a yellow card.
The meaning is different!
Even if a teammate was injured by a foul, no one rushed to Damir to check on his injury. The Napoli players who followed were all around the referee and asked the referee for a penalty.
There was chaos on the pitch, and at some point in the stands, there was a series of neat and urgent shouts: "Penalty, penalty, penalty, penalty!! β
In the broadcast room, Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Lu didn't dare to make judgments, until the replay came out, Huang Jianxiang said: "Look at this replay..."
"From this point of view, Damir's right foot has stepped into the Milan penalty area. But Nelson hooked his left foot just outside the box. β
"Because of this, Damir lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground."
"Hehe, it's a foul!" Zhang Lu concluded, it depends on how the referee decides!
The referee, surrounded by two colors, finally broke free from the crowd, and under the gaze of nearly 70,000 people at the scene, he pointed to the open space outside the penalty area.
At this moment, all Milanese cheered.
Listening to the cheers of the Milan fans, the referee was also a little smug.
Previously, because of his "sharp eyes", he saw through Kluivert's "fake fall", and now he has pierced the Neapolitans' points. You can say that you are the fairest referee, right?!
But the next second the referee made the decision, even louder boos came from the away stands.
"Black whistle, black whistle, black whistle, black whistle!"
Led by Napoli fans and cheered by the Inter fans, the boos soon spread throughout the San Siro.
The bald referee from Switzerland was flushed and had to stand up for his decision.
Otherwise, whether it's the Italian Football Federation or UEFA, he doesn't want to continue to mix.
Amid the fans' boos, the referee pulled out another yellow card to Nelson, the colour of the decision β neither in the box nor the last defender.
Now, the fans are even more dissatisfied.
There was no penalty and nothing was said, not even a red card???
"Is this referee a graduate of the village?" Seeing this, Mourinho couldn't help but stand up and scold.
This penalty is too amateurish, isn't it?
Or is it really as the fans said to collect black money?
The whole San Siro was in a mess, and until Damir was taken off the field on a stretcher, the riot had been going on for a full 3 minutes.
But no matter how the Neapolitans protested, the referee's decision had already taken effect and the game could only continue.
Looking at the free kick kicked away by the Napoli defender, Mourinho spat disdainfully: "Cut, Milanes are all virtuous!" β