Chapter 138: The Distance of Dreams
"Ladies and gentlemen, watch the third round of the 2011-2012 FA Cup against Manchester United in the Premier League and Portsmouth in the Championship......"
When the voice rang out, someone looked back at Hydward, who was standing at the back of the room, their head coach staring blankly at the big screen.
As the commentator said, the team returned to the club and the manager wanted them to watch one of the most memorable games of the season.
Goals from Etuhu and Marco caused chaos on the pitch, with the sound of fans booing and commentators screaming throughout.
When Lawrence received Pierce's long pass and scored lightly, several young people in the dimly lit conference room couldn't help but stand up and wave their fists.
Icardi looked to the right-hand side, what kind of striker he had pressed on the bench! Lawrence's half-game footage is a frequent occurrence in the footage, threatening with almost every touch of the ball, and as long as the partners on either side can get out of space, he can see and send the ball through.
The Irishman who admires his performance has an illusion when he looks at it, is the brother in the video me? Are you sure it's not Cristiano Ronaldo? Had it not been for a couple of world-class saves from Manchester United goalkeeper David De Gea, the hat-trick would not have been a problem.
Carrick in the second half; After Wayne Rooney came on the pitch, the team still maintained a fairly high level of concentration, and the airtight and suffocating defense ate every inch of Manchester United's attacking space. Margery counter-attacked Rooney, Heidelward ran wildly, and Ferguson's face was ...... The scene faded into darkness, the raucous live sound effects and the narrator's hysteria disappeared from the TV window, and the conference room fell into a brief silence.
After a while, the lights in the room came back on.
Heideward stood behind everyone and said, "Do you know why I showed you this game?" ”
No one said a word.
He slipped through his seat and patted Lawrence and Lukovani on the shoulder, "We haven't won for so long that we've probably forgotten what it feels like to win." ”
"I'm actually going to say sorry to a lot of you, but at the beginning of the transfer window, Luke asked me, do I still have a chance in the team? I told him yes, and I panicked. He hadn't played in a month and one day I was driving past a park and I met Luke on the field and he was training hard and playing hard to stay fit. Later I said to Luke, the team can let you go unconditionally, I don't have the right to do that to you, he said that as long as Portsmouth needs it, he will sign it, his family and everything he has is in the city, if you don't need me, I will retire. The transfer period is over and he's still here. ”
Edward gave the England veteran a hug and said sorry.
Icardi looked at Lukwani, who had a thin face and wore a big-number jersey as a perennial substitute, and showed a hint of thought.
'I've put together a team of talented people, but at the moment, it seems like my group of talented people aren't as good as the grassroots of the past, Icardi.
The self-proclaimed and pretentious Barcelona teenager just looked at his manager coldly, his eyes were on fire, but he didn't quarrel over single striker or double striker as he had done on the field before, and he was not as good as Lawrence in the video in terms of the ability of the shooter who constantly created threats on the field, and the Irishman was still on his side.
Hydward smiled, sat down next to Icardi, and said, "In England, it's easier to be a genius, but it's harder to be a grassroots. ”
The players habitually surround their manager and listen to him.
"If you're playing in the Premier League, you're only familiar with 20 pitches, the quality of the turf is about the same, and the only thing to watch out for is a lot of water, a lot of grass, a narrow pitch at Tottenham and Stoke City, and a place where you can see your soul at every turn. It's completely different to go to the lower leagues or to us. ”
The Portsmouth players wanted to laugh but didn't, and they couldn't laugh and held back their back.
"It's harder, there's more to pay, and there's more to succeed in."
'If you're a thigh in another Championship and League One team, the coach will tell you that if you play up front and grab points, your team-mates won't be able to get rid of the defence and feed the ball to you, so step back and play in the midfield position.
"When the opponent breaks too hard in this game, what will the coach say? Let's go to the back position and make up for it. "Hydward talked about the double reed alone.
"Another game, what else will the coach say? I'm Tony. Pulis die-hard fans, let's practice the tactics of header relays! ”
Hydward also patted Icardi on the shoulder, "Young man, you have to know that you are grateful, at least I didn't let you practice header tactics, Ali and Mahrez don't make a good cake, but at least it can be baked." ”
Header tactics: If you're a beryllium emperor, maybe we can practice it...
Hydward held out his right hand and said, "How do you make one thread longer than the other?" Instead of erasing off the other with an eraser, we extend this one with a pencil and a ruler, Icardi, and if you agree with what I say, we reconcile. ”
Icardi hesitated for a moment, then clamed his fist with Hydward in a hip-hop move, "Boss, I agree with what you said, we never quarreled, it was just a normal tactical discussion. ”
Hydward shrugged his shoulders and smiled without speaking.
He opened the player information for the next match against Southampton and found a person from inside.
"Richie. Lambert? ”
Portsmouth warmed up more with their derby rivals, and the 30-year-old was instantly recognisable to those with a sharp eye.
"Yes, Lambert is a player I admire, having been dropped by Liverpool's Coco Bye Academy at a young age and has developed his current technical skills in the lower leagues. I think one day he'll be back at Liverpool. ”
Edward continued to look through the fixtures, and after the South Bank derby, they were travelling to take on Burnley, and he also tapped a message for a Burnley player.
"Charlie. Austin, the player who came out of the brick field, has scored 94 goals in 103 games so far, and he has crossed seven divisions of the league. ”
Hydward set his sights on Jamie. Vardy, with a smile, continued: "Maybe we should all measure the distance of our dreams, I can see it on the pitch, I can't see it on the casino, Jamie. ”
Vardy stood up, walked to the front of the conference room, and bowed to Hydward, "Boss, I'm willing to apologize, I'm willing to apologize to all my teammates, whatever you want to punish me." ”
He faced his teammates 90° again, and his voice came out of his throat: "Yes! No! Rise! "Loud and loud.
The Championship is a place where more effort is given, and success is more distant.
"Jamie, what are you doing, we lose the game and we win it back in the next game, the man who doesn't make a mistake, it's no big deal......" The crowd advised Vardy.
The conference room suddenly became a pot of porridge, and the players looked at their teammates a little shyly, consciously leaning together.
Hydward's team meetings were productive.