The long, dimly lit tunnel reverberated with the cheers of the home fans, but the cylindrical space filtered the sounds again, leaving only the lingering sound to hover over and on, creating the illusion of alienation and distantness, as if he had left the Mercedes-Benz Super Dome. ★ New Thinking Chinese Network ★

Looking along the light at the end of the tunnel, Kip-Kleist could see a bustling gathering of white jerseys, scattered irregularly in twos and threes, seemingly loose but in fact tightly around a central focus, the orange sunset of the New Orleans evening sprinkled down, projecting a faint silhouette, wrapped in the sensational and wanton crowd of the audience, as if to build a separate world, so that time was quiet.

"What now?" Craig Roman's voice came from his ears.

Kip didn't turn his head, "Prepare for the next game." ”

Craig couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Very funny. I mean, now! Present! What should I do about the problem in the locker room? ”

Kip then turned his head and followed Craig's line of sight:

Jim Hubble was not far away, pacing restlessly back and forth like an ant on a hot pan, the tactical code watch rolled into a cylinder in his hand had been ravaged and unrecognizable, he was still gnawing on his thumb nails, and his whole body exuded an air of instability, reminiscent of the Hulk who was about to transform.

Everybody knows it's different, the fans know it, the players know it, the coaches know it.

Although for the coaching staff, the impact is relatively minor, because the coaching staff's job is to strategize and find the formula for victory in the midst of failure, and they must learn to deal with failure correctly in order to be able to open the door to victory. Maintaining an objective and calm attitude is a good start.

But it is undeniable that this loss also had a strong impact on the San Francisco 49ers coaching staff: not at a loss, not with loss, but more with regret and suffocation. With the end of the cross-season winning streak and the gradual increase in the team's injuries, the journey to defend the title is becoming more and more bumpy.

The coaching staff knew they had to do something to get the dressing room back in place because next week the games were going to come without stopping, they didn't have time to dwell on those negativity for too long, they had to bounce back quickly and take on the challenge again. But here's the question: what should they do?

A successful manager is not only about formulating tactics, but also about shouldering the weight of the entire team, being able to lead the team out of the trough and back on the winning track at key moments, and become the core of the whole team on a mental level beyond technical and tactical aspects.

It's not easy.

This is obvious, otherwise successful managers can be mass-produced. For Hubble, he can really use a little bit of help now.

"You say, if I suggested leaving the locker room problem to Bambi...... Kip said hesitantly, and the second half of the words didn't go on, but it was enough.

Craig immediately understood, shaking his head and vetoing the proposal, "That's not a good idea. Jim needs to establish the authority of the head coach, he has had too few opportunities to play in the locker room, and on an occasion like today, the head coach has to step up and reunite the whole team, and no coach wants his authority to be challenged by a quarterback. To be precise, it's a terrible proposal, and you're hurting Jim's dignity and pride. ”

Kip raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said, "I'm just suggesting. ”

Craig then added, "And Bambi is really too young." I mean, this is Bambi's third season and his prestige in the dressing room has threatened the manager's position, which is inappropriate, it is really inappropriate. Craig's expression was full of concern.

Kip was much more relaxed, "I know I know, I'm just talking." Don't worry, I'm not going to talk nonsense in front of Jim. I'm measured. ”

Craig was relieved.

Kip abruptly added, "But that's the best solution." ”

Craig's eyes widened, and he was about to argue with Kip again, but his vision suddenly caught Hubble approaching, and he quickly braked and closed his mouth; At the same time, glaring at Kip heavily, emphasizing his position with his eyes, and seeing Kip shrug his lips to show that he knew, he quickly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Hubble, "Hey, Jim." ”

"Craig, I'm not good at this, I'm really not good at this." Hubble didn't notice the "eyebrows/coming/eyes/going" between Craig and Kip at all, he was now completely immersed in his own thoughts, and only felt a splitting headache, "It's not a tactical board, it's not a game footage, I don't know what I'm supposed to say, do you guys have any suggestions?" I don't think it's as good as ......."

Before Hubble could finish his words, and before Craig and Kip could respond, there was a commotion in the tunnel that interrupted their conversation, and the coaching staff looked at the source of the sound in unison-

The rolling white waves at the entrance were moving slowly, quiet and solemn, heavy and resolute, but there was no impetuous noise, only the sound of footsteps echoing sporadically; The orange sunset gradually disappeared along the golden edge outlined by the contours of the body, and the black and white projections in the backlight intertwined with each other, but faintly revealed a sense of heaviness and firmness, filling the entire narrow passage of players little by little, and then the aftermath of those cheers and shouts seemed to become more distant, like the bloody warriors finally embarking on their way home.

The sparse crowd still surrounded the center of the circle, and the whole rhythm and pace began to extend from under his feet, unhurried, unhurried, unhurried.

Closer, closer.

Then, first saw the No. 14 jersey, and then the backlight gradually faded, Lu Ke's handsome and green face slowly became clear, and his sweaty face revealed a little tiredness, but the look between the eyebrows had regained firmness, and the straight backbone and hard shoulders seemed to be enough to support the whole world, bursting out with a golden ray of hope in a black and white world, firmly uniting the whole team.

Kip turned to look at Craig, not saying anything, but his eyes said it all.

Craig opened his mouth and tried to refute something, but after all, he didn't say anything, just shook his head at Kip, and stuck to his thoughts.

Hubble's voice followed, "I mean, why don't you have Bambi mobilize the locker room?" ”

Kip raised an eyebrow at Craig, a gleam in his eyes.

Craig didn't have time to talk to Kip at this point, "Jim, are you sure?" This defeat is likely to be a big turning point for us, so shouldn't you say something as a manager? ”

"Of course, of course. I'll say something. Hubble nodded repeatedly, "I mean, when I get into the dressing room, I'll say something about this game and encourage some teams." Then, the rest is left to Bambi, who is clearly better at inspiring the players than I am; Also, he and the players have more in common, so that would have been the more appropriate decision, don't you think? ”

Craig didn't need to look away to see Kip's smug smile, but he still looked at Hubble, "Are you sure?" ”

"What, you don't like it?" Hubble sensed Craig's hesitation, "I believe in Bambi, I think he can do it, don't you agree?" ”

Craig carefully observed Hubble for a moment, and made sure that Hubble was serious, and he didn't worry about losing control of the locker room or the damage to the manager's authority, and he finally realized that Kip's idea was right, and Lu Ke had become an integral part of this team, so he nodded in affirmation, "I think it's a good idea." ”

Hubble snapped his fingers, "That's it!" It can be clearly felt that he seems to be relieved, the whole person is alive again, and before the words fell, Hubble couldn't wait to raise his chin at Lu Ke who came over, "Bambi? Come here. ”

……

The players all went into the dressing room, no one sat down, and stood en masse.

Hubble and Lu Ke were the last to enter the locker room, and after Lu Ke broke off, he closed the door of the locker room, and then stood in the corner next to the door panel and gave the stage to Hubble.

Hubble swept around, looking at the picture of all the players standing up en masse, but didn't know where to start, "It's a shame that we lost today. But we haven't lost the whole season and there are still six games ahead of us! The initiative is still in our hands! ”

"We should forget about the defeat now, go back to Candelabra Park, rewatch the footage, look for the holes in the defeat, and then find a way to make amends and get us back on winning track. I know, it's not going to be easy, but I'm sure we can do it! ”

"We've done it in the last two seasons and we still can!"

Hubble's discourse is a bit thin and the content is a bit formulaic; But more serious than these problems are his tone and demeanor - he lacks the confidence that he scolds Fang Zhao when arranging tactics, and he also lacks the inspiring impassionedness, and his words are extremely dry and even a little embarrassing, so that he doesn't know how to end well.

"I believe in you, and I believe in this team!" Hubble clenched his right fist and roared out a little emotion, but he still couldn't mobilize his emotions.

After a pause, I wanted to say something more, but my emotions were no longer connected, and I finally gave up.

Turning around, Hubble walked towards Lu Ke, patted Lu Ke's shoulder gently, and said earnestly, "I'll leave the rest to you." ”