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Glero didn't know what to say, Bristol City's poor results were real, but it wasn't a soft persimmon that could be flattened and pinched casually.

Mirren has spent most of his life dealing with women's football, and he can endure loneliness more than anyone else! It was a big game for Portsmouth, and it was about the manager's future in a way, but it was also important for Bristol City. If this game is lost, it is very likely to fall into the relegation zone, especially with so many fans at home, they cannot afford to lose.

The game went into a fever pitch from the start, Bristol City are also a team that plays a back five, 532 formation, and Mirren has his own unique opinion. With five defenders and three midfielders filling the midfield to the brim, Portsmouth's forward combination struggled in their tight gaps. Lawrence; Etuhu is not the kind of guy who can take the lead in the chaos of the army, especially the Nigerian, who is very much in need of space to play. Mirren's side have been disrupted from the opening period, but have gradually stabilized with the help of home momentum.

Bristol City used their usual tactics in this game, with heavy soldiers strangling tactics at the back of three defensive backs and possession of the ball; Techniques and the like are all abandoned, and only the only way to get out of the ball is kept. Double forwards, classic with one high and one fast, the opening ball is a big foot in the backcourt aimed at the top of the head of the high school forward, and the first point is to take the back top to the small one to complete the attack. Mirren lowered his posture and counter-attacked with the ball behind him, a tactic that really disgusted Hydward.

The weakness of the back five is on the flanks, but the opponent's three central defenders cover two flanks more than enough. Typical turtle tactics, when you bite down and don't see the meat, it's the shell.

Portsmouth's strategic recovery is a must, how to hit the snake seven inches if it doesn't lure it out of the hole?

"Ward, it's dangerous!" Walker slapped his thigh and yelled that he was not as sensitive as the person next to him, and Portsmouth only reacted after successfully recovering and resolving a crisis.

With his hands folded around his chest, Hydward calmly observed the situation on the field, and turned back to signal the assistant coach to relax. Walker, including the rest of the players on the bench, slowly breathed a sigh of relief that the man in front of them was always the calmest one. With him, the team rarely panicked because Hydward was always right!

"Walker, bring me pen and paper!" A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and after thinking for a moment, he had an idea.

The assistant coach rummaged through his bag for a while, and he panicked when he had always handled things in an orderly manner. The pressure off the pitch has more or less affected the team, whether Heidward has that FIFA card, who cares about the whole Portsmouth team, and he, like all the players, wants such a coach to stay. Lead the team to move forward and beat more opponents, but the only way to stay is to prove your worth, other than to win or win. He had to assist Ward in this task as much as possible, but the more eager he became, the more panicked he became, and the more panicked he became, and he couldn't find that damn notebook.

"Nima! Where is it? Where the hell is it? Walker cursed in his head countless times, but unfortunately he really couldn't find it.

"Ricardo, do you have pen and paper?" He shouted at the Brazilians not far away. Ricardo, who was originally very calm, also quickly rummaged through the backpack he was carrying, and his eagerness was contagious, and he didn't know it.

Hydward turned around, smiled, and patted Ricciardo on the shoulder to signal him to calm down. Shake hands with the people on the bench as if the team had just scored. Finally, he walked up to Walker and pulled the notebook he had been dragging in his hand, with a black ballpoint pen in it.

People often ride donkeys to find donkeys, and it's not uncommon for Walker to make such mistakes.

"Don't be nervous, it's just an ordinary league." He tore a page from his notebook and used it as a mat, writing as he communicated with the people on the bench. Hydward wanted to convey this calm emotion to his team, and there was nothing that could not be solved when everyone came together.

Time is passing bit by bit, one side is desperately defending, and the other side is not particularly violent due to the recovery of the offensive ground. Bristol City was seduced out to attack several times, but was repelled by Millen on the sidelines, and he was defeated before he was defeated, which is very Mourinho's style.

Hydward wrote a lot of notes and hid them in his pocket, but until the end of the first half, he didn't see anything to hand over to the players.

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In the novel "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", it is written that whenever the Shu Han generals are undecided, they must open the bag prepared by Zhuge Liang in advance, which naturally contains a strategy or method to solve the problem. Hydward was ready to follow Zhuge Liang's example, and he dropped all the notes into blocks and handed them to the most eloquent player on the team.

"Danny, it's yours."

"Jonathan, it's yours."

"Etuhu, you have a copy too."

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The players who got the note wanted to open it, and those who didn't want to see it, but they were blocked.

"Put it in the socks, look up at the electronic scoreboard in the stadium in the second half, and if you still make a turtle on the other side for more than 60 minutes, open the note, and I promise that the medicine will be cured."

Hydward could have said the trick, but that would have been completely uninteresting, and football is a fun sport, with players struggling and technical movements out of shape.

The Portsmouth players worked hard for the game, with everyone running at least a kilometre more than before, but there was still some pressure and no smiles on their faces. Ward's note completely aroused their curiosity, and the appearance of coming out of the locker room was stark to the appearance of the enemy on the other side.

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'Bristol City didn't change their conservative tactics in the second half, so I think it will be a draw and a clean sheet between the two sides is a reasonable outcome.

Glero's game commentary makes me want to doze off, which is really not exciting enough, but unfortunately the bus tactic is also a kind of football game.

His spirit suddenly shook: "The Portsmouth players seem to have pulled something out of their socks, a note?" Are they going on the offensive? I retract what I just said, Pompey's legion is clearly not willing to be a draw. ”

Glero continued to wait for a few minutes, but unfortunately the situation on the field did not change in the slightest, and everything was calm. There was no stormy attack, no tactical substitutions or shifts, as if nothing had happened.

The camera gives a close-up of the players who are reading the note, staring straight ahead, their expressions solemn, the corners of their mouths slightly downward, and their muscles tense and unable to see anything abnormal.

Glero's heart was as sad as if he had been scratched by a cat, what was written on it? Tell me! Tell me!! Tell me!!