"Hey, Ward, you should give me a chance!" Pierce muttered unusually dissatisfied.

With Margery on the pitch staying calm, he worked much better and developed into the heart of Portsmouth's defence over a few games. The lad played an even bigger role than Haim, and the Israelis completely devoid of the big picture and excellent defensive awareness of Margery.

Hydward was relieved to see the situation stabilized, and his eyes were on the game, but his right hand squeezed a little hard at Pierce's injured knee.

"Hiss!!"

Pierce gasped, and his cold sweat came down from the pain.

"Are you crazy?!"

Ward said unmoved, "How many hits do you think this knee can withstand?" ”

Pierce was silent, his eyes drifting to the fan stands. Perhaps it was a deliberate arrangement of fate, or perhaps it was pure coincidence, but when his career was about to end, he found his calling to continue fighting. It's that little figure, sometimes football isn't all about yourself.

Pierce was at his peak, in Croatia, the country of the arts, where children were born to play football. Davosuk has been described as playing the violin with his left foot, and at Euro '96 he played the most beautiful music with his left foot, which captivated the whole world. It was also in the same year that Pierce won the assist title of the season in Croatia's second division, with an incredible 37 assists and 14 goals in the league and cup competitions.

The media described him as the next Davo Suk, and even Pierce himself thought so, when the young man was angry and angry. A serious injury sidelined him for most of the league and everything changed after that. The media don't remember him, the coach doesn't remember him, and even the club doesn't remember him.

He began to drift, and Pierce's career trajectory spanned the Apennines; the British Isles; Spain and France, when they were children, crossed the oceans and grew up to be their home. The years have left deeper and deeper marks on his knees, and at his peak, he is as strong as an ox and as fast as lightning, but his career is like a boat adrift in the sea. One day, Pierce finally decided to say goodbye to his turbulent life, and he stopped in Portsmouth.

The boat moved with the waves in the sea, and life gradually changed the way he played, from the beginning of the sharp, to the current leisurely stroll, from the once proud; Turbulent, to the present lost; Calm.

Hydward patted him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Maybe I shouldn't interrupt your memories, but Pierce does need more time to recover and recuperate. Maybe next week, maybe next week, you'll be able to come back. ”

Pierce said, "Well, I'm too anxious. ”

……

On the field, Steve also quickly made substitutions, Morgan was replaced, a wingback was replaced, a midfielder was replaced, and the players who were replaced adjusted the formation to 3412. Nottingham Forest's two wing-backs pressed widely, and it was evident on the pitch that they were playing in an unusually strange formation like 2432.

Gilero on the commentary bench said: "With less than seven minutes left in the game, it looks too late for a substitution, Nottingham Forest are pouring out of the nest and bombarding the Portsmouth penalty area. ”

Hydward rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch, which was a little old, a layer of metallic paint on the strap had been worn off, and the surface was rubbed badly, and a piece was pasted there at 12 o'clock. He wiped it with his fingers, but it didn't work. If you can, I'd love to change it, the nature of this watch is similar to that of the phone bill, and the quality is quite good. However, time was running out for Nottingham Forest, and he drew an arc on his head in the direction of Margery.

It means a high-altitude ball, and when the time reaches this stage, the normal attack and defense are meaningless, and delaying time is king.

The way to stall for time is that Hydward's choice to let the players kick their feet wide, waste time in the air and constantly compete for headers in the opposition half, which is an effective method for the underdogs. Of course it's a good idea to keep possession of the ball, but it works for teams like Barcelona or Arsenal.

Margery understood and took advantage of the brief deadball opportunity to convey the coach's intentions to right winger Etuhu and left winger Marko. He was going to add a little spice to Hydward's intentions.

Etuhu, a black player, has a lewd smile, a black face and white teeth, and can go to shoot a toothpaste advertisement for black tea Beijian. He nodded his head in praise of Margery, apparently fully understanding the organization's intentions.

"Look!!" Etuhu didn't look back and turned away.

Nottingham Forest were flooded with seven players in the Portsmouth half, but their all-out attack was more like a death throes. The box is full of people, there are more people in Forest, more in Portsmouth!

No matter how good Liszt's technique is, it is useless in such a small space. Why is the Iron Bucket Array a worldwide problem? It's that he compresses the space in the box to the extreme, like eleven people blocking the goal line.

There are two accepted ways to break the bucket, one is from set-pieces, and the other is a more difficult long-range shot. Nottingham Forest ended the attack with a subpar shot from 35 yards out.

Goalkeeper Dave drove the ball to Margery, and the young man half-turned and stuck in position in the face of Siverens' pressing, and drove a big foot into a no-man's land on the side.

Etuhu cut in at high speed, and Nottingham Forest's wing-backs naturally couldn't let him get his way. Facing the onslaught from behind the Nigerian, he decisively kicked the ball off the sideline.

It was a throw-in near the centre circle and Etuhu was ready to come up and throw it away. Bad people always have a serious face when they do bad things, and who knows what bad is held in his heart.

Nigerians are very casual to throw forward, and if they have no goal, they just throw it to themselves. The Nottingham Forest player came to press and Etuhu kicked the ball into his thigh with a glance, and the ball obediently bounced off the touchline again.

Throw-in tactics! People also have a characteristic, it is easy to learn bad and difficult to learn, Etuhu made him understand that a formation is more difficult than ascending to the sky, this kind of indiscriminate tricks will be learned as soon as he learns.

The Nigerian soon repeated his old trick and won another throw-in. Nottingham Forest were on guard this time, and Etuhu once again played his "smart" head, throwing the ball to himself without thinking, and striding straight away.

Unlike in the past, whether it was a cross or an in-cut cut, Etuhu was targeting the corner flagstick, which was a more indiscriminate and hated corner flag area tactic!

He stopped moving the ball towards the enemy's corner flag, turned to face the flagpole, and then protected the ball in front of him like a king.

The last bit of time was in such a grind, allowing the referee to blow the whistle for the end of the game.

'The game is over, the vice-captain of the league has beaten a strong Forest side to get the precious three points on the road to relegation, and the next time I meet you will probably be the stage for the FA Cup.