Chapter 11 Night Training
The players came to the sidelines to thank the fans and the fans left one after another, and it was the first win in two months, and everyone looked in a good mood.
Glenn, the chairman of the big fat man, and some buddies from the fan club would stay and clean up the stands at this time, with banners and scarves and scattered flags, and work while bragging, and time passed quickly.
He's telling the story of Hydward.
The new manager made a good impression of him, and the idea of having the fans sing to Lawrence during the game was a pretty good one.
Fayton Park is not huge, but it has close to 25,000 seats, and there are still about 300 people in the fan club who have not left the stadium, doing some cleaning work, and when the meeting is over, if you are lucky, you can meet the team's departure bus at the back door.
The lights in the stadium are half-off, and the facilities of that part of the stadium are retained.
Glenn was sorting out the gear for the cheering, packing it up and taking it away, with drums and some horns, scattered on the ground. Some things have accompanied him for more than ten years, since he graduated from college and got his first salary, since he was still a hairy boy at the time, from getting married and having children to make a living, Glenn was still playing ball at that time, and now he can't run with a big belly.
Drums seem to be another of his possessions and another son, but Glenn's passion for football has been dissipating over the years, and it is more of a habit. I'm used to walking into the stadium every weekend, I'm used to these people, I'm used to these things.
Just like he and his wife, when they were holding hands in college, their heartbeat would not help but accelerate, their faces would redden, and their blood pressure would rise. But holding hands with my wife over the years is as boring as signing a right hand with your left hand.
Some people say that love is dead, and Glenn feels that the left hand is the warmth of the right hand.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and it was also a habit to go home at this time to eat the supper left by his wife.
However, Glenn's habit of more than a decade is destined to be broken today, and sharp-eyed fans have spotted the players who have gone and returned.
It's not just one or two, it's everyone, captain Haim, tonight's hero Lawrence, and that rookie Margery, who is doing well.
Hydward was at the back of the line, with a smile on his face, but the players were all bitter faces.
This coach can't be described as a pervert anymore, anyway, many people are starting to doubt life, especially after tonight's victory.
Nothing can stand the test of time, including the ambition to win, and if a few days ago everyone was like a chicken, now the time limit for doping has also arrived.
The coach has a mandatory method, which is to keep the hunger and thirst for victory in the players forever, and to give them a goal if there is no goal.
"What, kicking like, you don't want to train?"
The player's reluctance immediately made Hydward angry, but it is unknown whether it was really angry or a fake anger.
"Jonathan" he hooked his hand and called the main back to him.
"Drinkwater, he's only 21 years old, have you been raped?"
These words made Jonathan's face unusually ugly, as if he had eaten a dead fly.
"Danny"
Ward's hand continued to hook, this time aiming the muzzle of the gun at the team's left wing-back.
"Aren't you sick after being posted by a gay all night?"
As one of the few guys on the team who still has a bit of pace, Danny was almost smeared as a fool by Barnsley's right winger today, and he hasn't seen a single breakthrough in the past.
"Haim"
The cannon fire finally came to the captain, in fact, his performance was still good today, the opponent's big center sent a header ferry throughout the game.
"Margery is only 16 years old, do you want him to be sent off on his debut? Messi has this treatment. ”
Hydward was clearly referring to Matt Das's breakthrough, and if there was even a hint of hesitation or even half a second late for a foul, Portsmouth should have been the crying side in the end.
I have long heard of the power of Manchester United manager Alex Ferguson's hair dryer, and Ward's set is not inferior to Lord Ferguson. The spit was flying, and Danny, who was not too old, was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out.
In fact, Hydeward's scolding is also a bit of a bully and afraid of the soft, picking the best quality of the attack, Jonathan is notoriously short-tempered in the locker room, and it is possible to get a fight with the head coach.
It's just that Drinkwater's performance today did stimulate the 26-year-old Jonathan, his strength is not bad, and Ward can also see it. The current ability of 124, the standard defensive midfielder template, playing as an all-round midfielder in Steve's hands is a bit of a waste of talent.
The all-round midfielder is called B2B, which means that the all-round talent who goes from one penalty area to another, the defense has to come back and the offense has to go up.
In his first game, Hydward's role changed from Jonathan's role to the midfielder, who was not required to be involved in attack, but more on the defensive, sitting between the defence and the midfield, intercepting passes, tackles, and handing the ball to more creative teammates.
The main job is to defend, rarely forward to participate in the attack, the main area of activity is a large area of land in front of the big penalty area.
Such a change made Jonathan play more easily, but the 21-year-old drinking brother still taught him to be a man. Constantly interspersed, a wide range of activities, intercepting every ball from Drinkwater's pass has to use the strength of milk.
Ward scolded him twice, although Jonathan was not convinced, he could only endure it, who let him lose.
The main players start their own recovery training, either stretching or relaxing their muscles, and there is always a build-up of lactic acid in the bones after strenuous exercise.
The substitutes were not so good, with the solid ball in the car and the characteristic training vest.
6 groups of sprints, each group of 1000 meters, the old rule is still an appetizer.
……
Glenn in the stands was stunned, are the players who have been trained to be obedient still the same Portsmouth?
Especially after a high-intensity game, the player can obediently stay and practice, which somewhat activates the buried passion in his heart, and a stream of electricity rushes from the soles of his feet to the door of his head.
It's even happier than just winning Babsley's belly.
"Fat President, your drum was harvested too early."
Green looked around, who's talking to me?
He followed the sound and looked down the stands, it was the young man who rushed over to let them sing during the game, and he was the one who had just cursed.
Such a young manager!
"My name is Green, Mr. Manager."
In the UK, managers are often referred to as managers, and it's no surprise that transfers are often the responsibility of the manager.
Hydward looked up at the chubby man and said, "It doesn't matter, Fat President, can you give my players a knock?" ”
"It's so late, they need some passion!"
"Use the drum at your feet."
Green looked at the back of the person pacing away in a daze, and he didn't even ask if he agreed or not.
The moonlight was as beautiful as ever, and the silver glow spilled into every inch of the earth.
The cheering song of "Bang Bang, We're fighting here" resounded throughout the night sky, and with the support of more than 300 fans, Portsmouth didn't dare to be lazy when they were tired.