Chapter Seventy-Eight: Falling Leaves

At the start of the second half, the momentum of the whole Portsmouth team was completely different. Uncle Sam got up from his seat because of an unreasonable collision with his own players, then walked back and forth twice, and finally walked back to the dugout quickly, looked at the assistant coach next to him, but said nothing, turned back again, clasped his hands on his chest on the sidelines, pursed his lips and said nothing.

He was a little worried, but he didn't know where this inexplicable emotion came from, and his past coaching experience told him that he couldn't let anyone know that he was shaken at this time.

Sam Allardyce felt he was too conservative in the first five or six minutes of the second half, and Portsmouth did not put on a defensive position as he expected, but stayed at the back and tried not to give the opposition a chance to play the ball behind. Just now, Pierce took advantage of the ball that West Ham United voluntarily conceded to instigate an attack.

Winning the ball from the midfield, Jonathan took the initiative to make a protection and separated Noble, who was as sticky as a dogskin plaster. Noble doesn't play in that style, but he's a player who can stick to the coach's tactical set-up. Pierce, who had space, watched as he dribbled the ball and Marco was running at the far end, he just glanced calmly and continued forward. The pressure on the centre of the circle has increased dramatically, with at least three West Ham players waiting for a change in the situation on the pitch, either near or far.

Pierce gave Marco another nonchalant glance before knocking the ball back to the wing. Lansbury closely observes Portsmouth's every move, which is a natural insight, which is a big reason why he has a place at Arsenal, which is full of experts. He silently drifted away from Marco's side of the line, but his attention was on the Portsmouth core.

The brownish-black hair covered the veteran's eyes, but it couldn't cover his heart. Pierce made a simple holographic simulation of the information he had just gathered, and then controlled his body to move slowly to the right while raising his left hand to signal his teammates to pass the ball at his feet. The next second, the ball arrived, and Pierce set his sights on Marco, who was still moving on that side, for the third time.

Lansbury followed the principle of repeating the two, directing his teammates to wrap up and cut off the passing lines on the ground.

He was lied to, everyone was lied to, including Hydward on the sidelines.

Pierce kicked the ball in the middle and lower part of the ball with his usual inside left instep, and the ball flew with a strong spin to a completely different angle than the direction of his eyes.

Uncle Sam gasped, and goalkeeper Green stood just slightly forward, stumbling back in the face of the fast oncoming ball, stumbling on his left leg and stumbling towards the net. He closed his eyes in resignation, but the ball just flew off the post.

Hiding in the corner, Hydward pinched his thigh fiercely, this hanging door was really wonderful, if he hadn't had to hide it from others, he really wanted to do something to express his feelings. He kind of understood what Walker meant when he said it was a pleasure to watch Pierce play, and the old guy was fantastic, not only because of his passing skills, but also because of his control of people's minds on the pitch.

It often takes a lot of time to polish a team's offensive system, and it is carved little by little, like the work of a master carver. Defending can rely on numbers to achieve a certain goal, while offense can be completely different. Looking at dynasty teams around the world, they all have their own unique recipes for success.

AC Milan reached their peak in Athens in '07, and Carlo Ancelotti's Christmas tree has been famous ever since, with a 4-3-2-1 back four from the left: Jankulovski--- Maldini--- Nesta--- Odor, three midfielders Ambrosini--- Pirlo --- Gattuso, two forward Seedorf --- Kaka, and a center forward Inzaghi. It was the start of that game, and in defence against Milan, Seedorf retreated to the left side of midfield in a formation more like a 4-4-2, thus masking the huge disadvantage of the Christmas tree formation on the flanks. But I want to mention the attacking system that Carlo Ancelotti carefully crafted in that game.

The six men in midfield, including Inzaghi, rotate clockwise to form a position. During the game, Kaka made up Gattuso: Gattuso made up Pirlo; Andrea Pirlo complements Ambrosini; Ambrosini Supplemental Seedorf; Seedorf is making up for Inzaghi: In the end, Inzaghi made up for Kaka, and a huge spiral nest was formed in the midfield, as if he was playing a set of Jin Yong's peerless magic skills "The Great Shift".

It's a spinning wheel that is truly impressive, and Portsmouth is nothing more than a mallet in comparison.

But right now, Pompey's legion has a player who can make it easy------ Pierce! This is also the key to Heidward's courage to play a positional battle with West Ham United. Although the ability to attack the fortification is not up to par, at least this natural skill has been lit up.

"I have to do something!"

"I have to do something!"

Big Sam kept repeating this phrase, smart people often think more than stupid people, and he has already acted like he has been equalized even though he is still two goals ahead on the field. The opponent clearly wants to play a positional battle with him, West Ham United has always robbed the rich and helped the poor this season, they are good at counterattacking, so they are strong teams, but they often have no idea when they encounter teams that also play counterattacks, which is the main reason why they are ranked third. Hydward actually doesn't have much hope of getting into the Hammers, but he knows Allardyce's character well, this obscene dead fat man can't wait for Portsmouth to press out to attack, so the lesser of two evils, Edward decisively attacks his shortcomings with his own shortcomings, it depends on who lives long, he is a man who wants to live to the finale, and there is always a chance to jump on his grave.

"Collison, you go up, change Boamot" Allardyce pointed to a defensive midfielder on the bench, let him warm up, the relegation marrow hidden in Big Sam's body is at work, although I don't know what will happen, but it is always not wrong to change someone to go up and hold a wave, this is not a trick that has damaged the Premier League giants countless times.

“……”

Hydward watched Collison fly off the bench, the old thing was a refreshing new take on the word obscenity, you and the fuck were two goals ahead, and they were piling people up in the middle, this TM was sick.

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The game goes on, and the football thing is wonderful because you don't know what will happen to him at any time, otherwise how can you leave the classic saying "football is round".

Portsmouth got a free-kick that was not particularly good but not bad, and Etuhu seemed to be a little overexcited in the second half because of the return of the manager, throwing off his long legs and running desperately, only to be tripped directly by the dead West Ham defenders, the ball did not develop on their side at all, the foul was inexplicable, and it was inexplicable for Pierce to take the free kick.

Pierce took two steps, his left hand up, his right hand pulled back, and his left foot as a support foot leaned back to hit the bottom edge of the ball with a "bang".

The football was fired straight with anti-aircraft guns, at least that's what everyone in the room thought. The ball raced close to goal, but suddenly slowed down, drifted left and right in mid-air, and then suddenly fell like a leaf, and West Ham goalkeeper Green was caught off guard as he watched the black and white elf cross his fingertips.

The free-kick crossed a beautiful arc and eventually landed.