"Captain, you shouldn't have been on top of that ball before!"

"I'm just slipping under my feet, is that why you're putting the blame on someone else?"

In the Blues dressing room, Racelli brought Duff, who had been performing well recently, to the press conference, while the 'left' captain Desailly and Cudicini had a clash.

Both men were shirking the blame for conceding the second goal, which was clearly the last straw for the Blues.

Conceding a goal with one more player?

The newspaper headlines for the next day in London were definitely this!

I don't know how Manchester United will humiliate them!

"If it weren't for you, do you think I would have chosen to attack rashly?"

"Shut up, you! Your hands are as slippery as butter! ”

Seeing that the quarrel between the two gradually escalated, Lampard and Hasselbaink and others hurriedly stepped forward to pull the two apart.

Without the quarrel between the two, the locker room fell into an eerie calm for a while.

Chelsea were already reorganizing, with players like Crespo and Mutu, who had only joined this season, sitting on the sidelines and watching the two squabble; The veterans are also nervous because their starting position is under constant threat.

Tang Wu, as a substitute goalkeeper, was fortunate enough to sit in the corner and witness all this happening.

"Fake, put the blame on your teammates if something happens, people like you don't deserve to be captains!" The more Cudicini thought about it, the more angry he became, and he threw his shirt on the ground and walked away.

Desailly, as a top-10 central defender who has won the Ballon d'Or three times, naturally knows that most of the responsibility for that mistake lies with him.

But what he couldn't stand was the complaining accusations of Cudicini's junior after the game, if Cudicini didn't have a butter hand, or if he came out early to knock the ball away, the ball was just a very ordinary "accident".

Now, when the "accident" of the defender and the goalkeeper is superimposed, it creates a goal for the opposing striker.

In the final analysis, in the concept of ordinary people, the goalkeeper is still the person who should not make mistakes!

......

'We had a good start, we tried to score, but our two mistakes gave them two goals.

''If you make a mistake in the Champions League, then 99% means that the opponent is going to score. ”

'The opposition didn't give us space and when a team is defensible like them, you don't expect to make a difference. Ranieri added. "It's like an impassable wall in front of us."

The reporters quickly seized on the loophole in La's words and hurriedly raised their hands to ask: "Isn't it possible for top scorers like Crespo and Mutu to break through this wall?" ”

Crespo and Mutu both started to bring Chelsea a little bit of success, and although Latri made timely changes in the second half, sending on a combination of Duff and Hasselbaink, the opposition still froze all of the Blues' goalscorers with a solid defence.

The reporter's question was the most troublesome lineup arrangement for Laji.

Giving Mutu and Crespo time to adapt to their team-mates and the pace of the Premier League meant that Chelsea's other veterans would hardly get time on the pitch; However, the result of not letting the two of them appear frequently will be the same as today, and it will be too late to make amends by waiting for their own substitutions.

Ranli glanced at Duff next to him, cleared his throat and replied, "Football is a sport of eleven men, and you can't win a game by relying on one or two strikers. Chelsea currently have a lot of talented goalscorers and players in other positions, and the most important thing at this stage is how to put them together to create a stronger chemistry. ”

Not to be outdone, the reporters raised their hands and asked: "Coach Larly, is it true that Gudjohnson is leaving Chelsea in the winter?" ”

Crespo, Mutu, Hasselbaink, Duff and other "four mountains" are in front of them, and Gudjohnsen has often not even been able to make the 16-man squad lately.

As a result, Manchester City and Everton have also been in frequent contact with the top striker, promising to start whenever the Icelandic striker moves.

Whether he would rather be the tail of the dragon than the head of the bull, Goodjohnsen himself did not have a clear response.

But as things stand, if Chelsea don't show some sincerity, the Iceland international won't sit on the Blues bench for another season at best.

After the whole press conference, Lapinli was physically and mentally exhausted.

He was well aware of his current situation.

While Abu gave him the most power, he also gave him an ultimatum - if he didn't build a strong Blues that satisfied his boss in a short period of time, his Stamford Bridge career would be over.

Back in the locker room, Lajili just wanted to say a few words of comfort to everyone and straighten up the morale. only to find that the atmosphere was wrong, and everyone looked at them with a strange gaze.

"What's wrong? What happened? What about Cudicini? Rakari frowned.

"I don't know where that irresponsible coward went!" Seeing the manager's gaze on him, Desailly said with a blank look.

Apparently he was still annoyed that the coach didn't bring him to the press conference.

"What the hell is going on?" Rakari asked again.

"Coach, that's it—" Richards leaned over and recounted the ins and outs of what had just happened.

After listening to this, an old face suddenly pulled down.

As a coach who was later known as the "tinkerer", Lapinley's biggest headache was this locker room problem.

The usual approachability is not enough in the dressing room at critical moments.

At this time, if the captain can't help him settle the contradictions, Lapinli will really be dazzling, and he can only be blind.

But this time, the Italians are well aware of the current situation. Maybe these players are not doing well, and they are the first to leave.

Thinking of this, Lajili frowned rarely, and although his voice was not loud, there was an unquestionable aura: "Since he wants to go, let him go!" TOM, you're going to start the next game! ”

"Good coach!" Tang Wu replied decently.

John Terry, Frank Lampard and the others looked at Tang Wu and secretly praised his luck.

If it had been Sullivan sitting here today, I'm afraid Rakali would have said the same thing!

......

In the evening, at the Lux Bar near his home, Cudicini was already filled with empty bottles in front of him.

Although he was not suspended, Rakeri's reaction said it all.

The quarrel with the captain during the day was nothing more than a dispute between the goalkeeper and the defender. This kind of thing can be big or small, more or less.

BUT LET THAT TOM CAT START THE NEXT GAME? Cudicini has long since shifted his grievances to his fellow coaches.

In the previous two games, Tang Wu's starters can be understood by their own rotations, so Sullivan's starters can't be explained in such a lame way.

If Cudicini had to choose, he would rather have Tang Wu appear on the field for two consecutive games – because it might just be because Tang Wu played well in his first game and the coach rewarded him.

But the reality is that after Tang Wu won the best team in this round of the Premier League, Lajili did not hesitate to use Sullivan. In three games, three of Chelsea's goalkeepers rotated.

What does this mean?

It shows that Lajli is not developing a rookie goalkeeper for Chelsea.

It's about helping Chelsea choose a real mainstay!

Fack! It's a goddamn rotation!

Cudicini's eyes were cloudy, and he slammed the empty glass on the table as he finished scolding.

Looking at the bar hall in front of him, the Italian grinned and slapped the ass of a scantily clad dark-skinned beauty with a wine glass.

"Hey, chick, are you free tonight?"

"Then see how much you can come out of, sir!" The black girl in the bikini had an explosive head and was not annoyed by Cudicini's slap. Instead, he turned his head and bent down towards the Chelsea goalkeeper.

"Are these enough?" The drunken Cudicini took out a large handful of bills from his pocket and stuffed them directly into the black girl's chest.

Looking at the one hundred denominations on it, the corners of the black girl's mouth grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"Sir, I think we should go to the house and have a good talk." The black girl sat on Cudicini's left lap and held the other's chin with one hand.

"Glad to be!" Cudicini picked up the black girl and walked towards the inner hall of the bar.