Chapter 208: The curtain opens

Margery left for England and his girlfriend said: "Carlo Ancelotti, if you look closely at this man, you will find a lot of interesting things, but you will also find it difficult to figure out who he is, I think he can easily see my heart, but I can't understand him the same way, which is very similar to my coach. ”

He kept thinking about the various friends he had met in France, and it was obvious that he had already faded the damage caused to him by the FA Cup slip, and he said goodbye to his French friends who had come to see him off, "goodbye", and waved his hand at the other side, and Margery was like an arrow.

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But when Margery saw his coach, he was in a new apartment.

Block 221B on Baskerville Street, closer to Pons training camp, Hydward paid a year's salary to buy it, and moved with Chen Xi in his spare time. This house is a three-bedroom layout, the three bedrooms look very comfortable, the living room is also spacious and bright, the interior furnishings are also very exquisite, there is a large screen TV in the study, and the bookshelf is placed with the books that the male and female hosts like. Among them, the furniture was chosen by Chen Xi herself, and the tones and tones were very harmonious, and she took a lot of thought to do so, and the light would come in through the wide windows, no matter which angle she looked at, Hydward was very satisfied with the house. If you buy it, the cost is not too high, the house price in Portsmouth is very low, he only looked at it for two hours and decided to buy the house on the spot, two days later he was arranging the renovation, and the renovation ended last month.

The husband and wife had very few salutes, a few suitcases and travel bags, they spent a day setting up the interior space, and when everything was ready and life settled, Hydward's player Chen Xi's colleagues came to the door one after another to send some gifts to say their blessings.

When Margery came to the door with the present, he watched with some shock as his head coach played the violin, but Ward played a strange tune, not the famous tanka or sheet music, the music was sometimes high-pitched, sometimes melancholy, sometimes eccentric, sometimes cheerful. Margery doesn't like this kind of music, he uses the software in his mobile phone to listen to songs and recognize songs, and he only recognizes a few comments on the tunes, which is the most unpopular among the unpopular.

"Boss, you can play the violin!"

Chen Xi, who was preparing the fruit on the side, said with a smile: "I also only knew that he actually has this skill," he continued before putting the washed and cut fruit in the mag, "I always felt that his brain was full of football." ”

Hydward shrugged, this was actually his way of relaxing, the music he played was very affected by his mood at the time, sometimes Chen Xi would hate this kind of harsh solo, so he played a few more tunes that his wife liked to listen to after clearing his emotions, as if to compensate her.

After playing two more tunes, he and Margery began to talk about the recent situation, and Ward casually asked, "How are you recovering from your injury?" ”

"It's all right," Margery patted his thigh muscles, which were completely different from those of the first half year. At this moment, his face was dark, but it was not the original color of his skin, and his face looked rather haggard, proving that he had suffered from an illness not long ago, and his back still looked a little stiff, but it did not look like the sequelae of a sports injury.

"Looks like it's ready to play, lad. Do you think we can beat Cardiff City? Ward asked.

Margery thought for a moment and smiled: "Of course, we beat them away this year and Icardi scored a hat-trick. ”

Little Pony looked relaxed and energetic.

"Margery, there is no natural winner, and there is no game to win at the beginning, don't underestimate the enemy, let's take our time."

Hydward said this to every player who came to visit, reminding the team's youngsters not to be proud, 4-0, what if this was just feed to fatten the pigs? A head coach is like an investor, greedy when others are fearful and fearful when others are greedy.

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Three days passed almost in the blink of an eye, and Portsmouth remained normal. The players are keenly aware of the delicate situation the manager and the team are in, and don't doubt that, whether they can pick up the spirit and contribute more than ever before depends on the relationship they build with the players on a day-to-day basis, not what they do the night before the game, or play a chicken blood.

As usual, Edward showed the edited data and images before the game, guiding his players into an ideal state of mind.

First of all, he explained the opponent's intelligence in a standard and objective way, goalkeeper Tom Heaton, Portsmouth used to be close to him, and now he plays for Cardiff City, Ward's goalkeeper is naturally not bad, defenders Norton, Gunnarsson, Hudson and Gerrard's cousin Anthony Gerrard built a defensive line that the Blue Jays rely on. It's a counter-attacking team that's stronger than attacking, with a clear style and isn't the kind of point-giving boy that Portsmouth players would like.

Most of them put away their underestimation, and then Ward began to convey as clearly as possible to the emotional players such as Drinkwater, Meunier, Alli and Mahrez what they should accomplish in the game, so that they can bring confidence and composure to the players in key moments.

Eventually, Ward began to set up a final practice for the game, giving the team the confidence that they had prepared correctly, and that going into the game with that positive emotion would be of great benefit to the team.

This calm and playful Hydward gives the impression that it is like Sherlock Holmes, receiving his clients in the living room, one after another, giving them strength and confidence.

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Time is still racing forward, and the attendance at Faton Park has reached a bearable limit of 41,233, but there are still many fans who have not bought tickets. Hundreds of police officers patrolled the stadium, while thousands of staff guided fans from both teams to different roads and entrances. The blue jerseys of the fans converged into a sea of flags, inflatable mascots, organized cheerleaders, and fans with their upper bodies exposed. When the players came on the stage, there were flames and confetti in the sky, Sky Sports arranged a high-level three-way commentary, 32 sets of cameras were installed in place, and the camera first gave the new England coach Hodgson a close-up, although it has not yet been announced, but the media knows that it is him!

It's not like an ordinary Championship promotion play-off, it's like a Champions League semi-final or FA Cup final. Without a series of official reports, it would have been almost impossible to imagine the terrifying impact of a game promoted from the second division to the top flight, both technically and in terms of honours.

The reason is simple, the money is beckoning to both sides of the game.