73. The highest level of flickering

Just after yesterday's game, Joey sent Wen Sheng the results of the game, Chelsea eliminated dark horse potters Stoke City 2-0, Tottenham drew 0-0 with Fulham and Portsmouth drew 2-0 with Birmingham.

According to FA Cup rules, Tottenham and Fulham will have to meet again at a later date, but the draw will still take place tonight.

Maybe it was Wen Sheng's reticence yesterday that affected the team, or maybe the players were also facing the same troubles and pressure as Wen Sheng, and today on the training ground, everyone was not excited enough.

"What are you guys doing?!" During the lap training, the quality of several groups was not high, and Wen Sheng couldn't bear to gather all the players.

"What the hell are you guys doing?! How many times did the ball pass at your feet?! ”

"Can anyone tell me why?!" Wen Sheng was in a good mood and was very angry by everyone's state, and his face was quite ugly.

"Will, tell me what's going on?!" Wen Sheng was named.

Zaha looked at his teammates around him in a daze, he didn't dare to say anything, and he really didn't know why everyone didn't seem to be in a very good state today, but he was very motivated.

Looking at Zaha's stunned expression, Wen Sheng was angry, and finally waved his hand helplessly.

"Start training again!"

Wen Sheng's anger still had a certain effect, and the players worked harder when they continued to train, but Wen Sheng always felt that he was still not excited enough.

At the end of the training, Wen Sheng asked Delhi, "What the hell happened to these guys today?!" ”

"I guess it's too much pressure! Since the FA Cup, these guys have been a bit silent in the dressing room! Delhi said, touching his chin.

Wen Sheng was stunned, and Delhi looked at him, "What are you doing?!" Don't think you're alone! The whole team is under a lot of pressure, which of them hasn't been asked about the FA Cup by the fans?! ”

"Damn, are we going to get a psychiatrist?!" Wen Sheng muttered.

"Psychiatrist?! Not really! ”

"Sean, you're the captain, you communicate well with everyone! We are a young team, and the young team should be vigorous?! Hell, what does this look like now! You ask them that the quality of their training sessions can't be guaranteed, can they be good on the pitch?! "If time permits, Wen Sheng doesn't mind giving everyone a day or two off.

Just like him, the comfort of a lover, the warmth of a family, a trip...... Maybe it will put everyone at ease.

However, the truth is that he doesn't have time to take a holiday, and from now until May, the team will play double-games almost every week, so there is no respite.

"Resist the critical moment! Where is all the courage of the past?! Wen Sheng left Delhi and left.

Looking at Wen Sheng's back, Derry could only shake his head helplessly, he also knew that the more critical the moment, the more we couldn't drop the chain, but communication may not necessarily be effective, the team is composed of more than 20 players, and everyone's ability to cope with pressure is different.

Some people don't feel the pressure at all, and some people are already thinking about it.

In the evening, Wen Sheng and Joey hid at the training base to watch the draw ceremony, and unfortunately, Crystal Palace drew Chelsea, the current top team in the Premier League.

The top of the table says it all, at least Chelsea are one of the strongest teams in English football, and perhaps in the top five of world football.

"Alas, Farke!" Joey couldn't help but sigh.

"Actually, I think it's a fantastic sign!" Wen Sheng said.

"Watfak?! Is this sign okay?! You're crazy! ”

"I'm not crazy! I'm just looking at the semi-finals from a strategic and psychological point of view! ”

"I'd like to hear your opinion!" 's expression appeared on Joey's face without any suspense.

Wen Sheng had an expression that you were a fool, "Let me ask you, do you think you are more uncomfortable after being eliminated in the semifinals, or are you more uncomfortable after being killed in the finals?!" ”

"There's no doubt that if we lose the final, it will make me feel harder!" Joey's answer was unhesitating.

β€œbingo!” Wen Sheng snapped his fingers easily, "Isn't this over?!" If we're going to lose, why don't we lose in the semi-finals?! The psychological impact on the team will also be much smaller! Ending the FA Cup early will also be good for us to focus on qualifying for the play-offs! ”

Joey scratched his head and felt that this statement was correct.

'If we win the semi-finals and it's against Chelsea, you can tell me, what's in it for our team?!'

'We're going to be more confident going into the final, Tottenham Hotspur and Fulham are much worse than Chelsea, no matter who they are, we're not afraid!' Joy still has that judgment.

'But if we win the semi-finals, our players may be more distracted by the FA Cup, the impact may not all be positive, and it may make us unable to fight for a place in the play-offs!' Joey then added.

"Haha, there are two sides to everything, you think about it well, but what does our coaching staff do, just fool around and weaken the negative impact!" Wen Sheng laughed, and suddenly as if he thought of something funny, he laughed even louder, and he couldn't straighten his waist.

"Danny! Danny! Joey looked confused, what was so funny?!

"You...... Are you okay! Joey had no idea what his cousin was cramping.

"I ...... I...... I'm fine! Joe! You put one hundred and twenty hearts, I don't have any problems, I'm so dripping! Wen Sheng stopped laughing while wiping his tears.

"What's so funny?! It's as if nothing happened just now! ”

"Nothing, nothing!" Wen Sheng waved his hand, but his eyes were staring at the serious Joey, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.

He won't say that everything just now was a fool!

When Chelsea was drawn, Wen Sheng also scolded Watfak in his heart.

But after hearing Joey's scolding, Wen Sheng felt that he couldn't show his stage fright first, even in front of Joey, so he made a brain teaser and thought of a reason to fool Joey.

As a result, he accidentally flickered, and Wen Sheng found that yes, yes, it is better to meet Chelsea in the semi-finals, whether it is a win or a loss, it is a good result!

If you lose, but the big guy's mind, concentrate on dealing with the league, it will be even cooler if you win, and go to Wembley with the courage to win Chelsea, who will I be afraid of?!

Isn't this flickering even fooling into it, even flickering into it, even more powerful than Uncle Benshan's flickering?!

Thinking of this, Wen Sheng couldn't hold back his laughter.

……

At the press conference against Bristol the following day, reporters were concerned about Crystal Palace's unfortunate draw against Premier League top Chelsea in the FA Cup.

"Wen, yesterday the FA Cup draw came out and your team drew Chelsea! Many people think this is a huge adjustment for your team, and there are even those who think that this is the end of your FA Cup journey as a Championship team! I would like to ask you personally what you think of the draw against Chelsea and are you happy with the draw?! ”

After the draw, the whole Crystal Palace team was not optimistic, let alone the outside world, although the fans yelled fiercely against Reading, but after the draw calmed down, they also knew that it was a dead life to meet Chelsea.

Palace's difficulties are concrete and realistic, and we all know that this young team is always pushing the limit, but they are human beings and there is always a limit to the limit, and Chelsea are the best opponent to put an end to their limits.

Needless to say, pundits have predicted that young Crystal Palace will find it difficult to challenge Chelsea, who are dominant in every aspect.

"I'm happy with the draw results! I'm really looking forward to the showdown against Chelsea! Wen Sheng replied with a smile.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

"Wen, is your answer sincere?!" The reporter of the "Daily Mail" did not raise his hand at all, and just stood up and asked.

"I do think so!" Wen Sheng was still smiling.

It's time to fool everyone.