() Red and blue seem to be playing chess.

Blue eats half of the soldiers and elephants next to Red's handsome (Tang Wu is injured), and then eats one of Red's "rooks (Cisse)"; The red side was even more ruthless, directly licking off the two horses on the blue side (winger Robben and Duff) with Lao Shuai (Tang Wu).

But the court is not a chessboard.

"Switching" can make the board tidy, but it can make the court irritable.

Arjen Robben and Duff are both wingers that Mourinho relies on in the new season, and the engines on both sides of the second-generation "Blue Battleship" are powered by Robben and Duff.

But who would have thought, just one game, Liverpool will remove two wings from Chelsea.

Robben is okay, the Dutchman is on the verge of gaining momentum but has not yet performed well in the Premier League. Aside from his teammates and Mourinho who know his true level in training, fans are not interested in this young youngster whose hairline has already broken through the sky.

But Duff is different!

The Irish winger proved himself early on last season, and Duff did everything he could, both on the break and on the cross. Chelsea alternate between the old and the new, and in the front field, only Duff is still firmly in the main winger. From this, you can see how much Mourinho values Duff.

But Duff was injured and the fact was irreparable, and Mourinho could only break his teeth and swallow in his stomach.

Of the three substitutions, two were a last resort, and the young Portuguese marshal naturally did not do it.

"They're not here to play, they're here to fight!" Mourinho yelled angrily at the fourth official.

But the upright fourth official was not frightened by Mourinho's name and voice: "Didn't the referee give TOM a yellow card!" What's more, he didn't mean it either! You see, Duff wasn't taken to the hospital like the Frenchman just now. If you want me to say that Chelsea were extremely lucky today! ”

A few minutes earlier, it was a Chelsea player who had kicked Cisse straight into hospital.

Judging by the injuries of Duff and Robben, they may be able to recover after a break. No matter how bad it is, it's good to take a break or two.

But Cisse, tsk tsk...

Such a bloody scene, even he, the fourth official, did not dare to think about it anymore.

"Fack!" Mourinho put his hands in his pockets, glared at the fourth official with his eyes, and walked away scolding.

No one noticed that the Portuguese manager was actually walking towards the Liverpool dugout.

At this time, Bei Bald and the assistant coach next to him were sitting in their seats, hurrying to study the tactics of the last minute of the game.

"The players on the two wings have been replaced, and although the players who have been replaced have enough energy, they definitely don't have the impact of the previous two BT."

"So we have to shrink the formation as much as possible, and we don't want to stick to the middle and not give him the opportunity to cross and penetrate through the middle."

"Here, here, and here, all of them have to die. And their number 15, this guy is too tall and still physical, we have to..."

"And me? Have you arranged a defense? ”

As he was talking about rising, an untimely voice suddenly sounded.

"Who else? You? You—" Bebald jerked his head up to find Mourinho leaning over his tactics board, disdain written all over his face.

'Do you think you'll be able to watch Chelsea like that? Have you forgotten that I was also directing from the sidelines? "Mourinho looked arrogant and looked down on Be's stubborn tactics.

"You, you, you are..."Bei Bald "you" several times in a row, and finally recognized who the person in front of him was.

"Fake, why are you here? Who asked you to come? Bei Bald hurriedly blocked the tactics with his hand and shouted.

The assistant coaches next to Bei Bald looked at each other, and no one expected that such a thing would be present on the football field.

You're the manager on the other side, okay? Actually crossed the halfway line to us to eavesdrop tactics? Still in person? That's too low, isn't it?!

"Who, come on, get rid of this madman for me!" Bei Bald shouted. "Referee, referee, I protest, I protest, you look at him, how can he come here?"

After Duff retired from injury, the focus of the game followed the camera to the sidelines. In the Liverpool dugout, the referees of the two teams actually scuffled together.

"Beep!"

The referee reluctantly blew the whistle and ran towards the sidelines.

Good guys, this game is too tiring too.

I'm tired enough just blowing the players on the field, and now you two coaches are still causing me trouble?

Depend on!

When I catch the culprit, Lao Tzu will definitely make you look good!

"Referee! He's coming to eavesdrop on our tactics! Seeing the referee running, Bei Bald took the lead in shouting.

"No, referee, it's not like that!" Seeing the referee looking at him, Mourinho also shouted loudly, "Referee, they did it on purpose, they did it on purpose!" They are a bunch of executioners, a bunch of hooligans! Their foul was premeditated, and the bald man and the red guys on the field were a bunch of murderers! ”

The referee wasn't stupid, he was just messed up by today's game.

When the linesman and the fourth official pulled away from the two who were hugging each other, the referee showed a yellow card directly to Mourinho.

"You, calm me down! I warn you, don't mess with BB. ”

"Referee, why don't you believe me?!" Mourinho looked innocent.

"Fack, do you think I'm an idiot?" The referee angrily pointed to the turf under his feet, "Look at where this is?" Is this the place for you? ”

"I command you to return to your dugout at once. Immediately, immediately! ”

Listening to the referee point out the key at a glance, Mourinho shrugged his shoulders, gave Bei Bald a "you wait and see" look, sorted out his suit in a chic manner, and walked towards his own coach's box.

The Portuguese at this time walked more like an English gentleman.

After such a fuss, Mourinho also calmed down and began to stand on the sidelines and command seriously.

You can't play like this anymore, and if you play like this again, you can only lose both, and you will lose the two guys of the Gunners and the Red Devils for nothing.

As the only blue in the Premier League that is on the rise, Chelsea's "blue responsibility" is not light!

After Mourinho walked back to his coaching area, the angry Bei Bald's face instantly returned to calm, as if the farce had just happened.

For the remainder of the game, Liverpool left Barosh alone in midfield, with the rest of the squad starting to execute their plans and defend passively. However, as long as he seizes the opportunity, he will use Baros's abundant energy to kick the ball forward with great force.

However, the defensive ability of John Terry and Makelele is not covered, and Barosh is full of physical strength, but it is difficult to get past the defense of these two men alone.

After a whopping seven minutes of stoppage time had passed, the referee finally blew the whistle for the end of the game.

0-0, both sides held the duck eggs to the end.

Mourinho and Benitez did not "tacitly" talk to each other, but came to the sidelines and high-fived every player who came off the pitch.

In their opinion, instead of spending time being polite to the annoying guy opposite, it is better to spend time caring for their own teammates.

In this game, it is not easy for the players who are still standing!

When Tang Wu, who had gauze wrapped around his head, crossed the sideline, the two coaches focused on Tang Wu's face at the same time.

Just for a moment, Tang Wu felt that the left half of his face seemed to be illuminated by the kind sun, and the right half of his face actually had the pain of being scraped by the cold wind.

A second later, Tang Wu walked forward, and the eyes of the two coaches merged.

Both the Portuguese and the Spaniards saw a strange smile in each other's eyes.