The penalty was arguably the game-dead, and the Portsmouth fans in the stands were celebrating, and the sound of "hoo-ha" was remembered in the stands, and the fans here made a huge noise.

The media's camera suddenly focused on the manager of Middlesbrough, pushing a close-up close-up, the man's eyes were dark circles as if he hadn't slept well for several days, the stubble was hard and sharp, and he hadn't cleaned it for several days, Mowbray's eyes were full of exhaustion, and the assistant coach was beside him, but he stared at the pitch without saying a word.

This is the art of the lens of the English media, where their cameras seem to speak, and they contain everything that the camera wants to say.

The knowledge in this is enough for Chinese sports journalists to learn for decades, and the commentator saw the camera turn and understood it, and the words in his mouth came as soon as he opened his mouth: "Mowbray was an old and spicy central defender when he was a player, I didn't expect his team to play such a gorgeous attack, starting from the lower leagues, and moving to many middle and lower teams, his feelings for football are more simple than those big coaches." ”

The camera is still on this coach, the captain of Middlesbrough ran over and suddenly patted the manager's hand, Mowbray waved them forward, and one turned, and two lines of tears ran across the shaved man's face.

"It's no surprise that Middlesbrough will say goodbye to their manager this summer, and even the resolute look in their eyes can't hold back the tears of parting. People are always used to focusing on the matchup of the best and ignoring the joys and sorrows of others, and I have seen too many scenes of winning the championship, but I have never seen Mowbray cry for the team to miss the play-offs. Middlesbrough has become so strong, perhaps only the coach himself knows how much bitterness he has experienced. ”

"It's a scene like that, it's far more moving than lifting a trophy."

The Middlesbrough players looked unconsciously at the bench, and their teacher single-handedly built this attacking iron-blooded team, who could have easily chosen to go to China for a high salary, but chose a more difficult path.

Time is running out of time and the players start to play the last few waves of attacks, and the game is not won or lost by the time, but by the moment you give up.

Portsmouth's defence is getting deeper and deeper, and the team's overall positioning is adjusted to prevent the opposition from finding space, and they don't want to get into trouble in stoppage time, so the players have to be careful because they are the one who is ahead. Of course, this also means that Portsmouth cannot afford not to press their opponents up front, they just wait for Middlesbrough to press, harass their opponents with passes, and consume the game as much as possible in control.

In the face of his opponent's desperate charge, Hydward just stood there calmly, staring at his teammates, not knowing what to think.

English football is heavily influenced by two super coaches like Jose Mourinho and Alex Ferguson, whose style is constantly imitated, and Portuguese or lords like to go to the relatives or partners of the players, to get to know more about their players, they will also invite the most prestigious players to dinner with their families, and they will also prepare a lot of drinks, hoping to find out whether the other party's children are healthy and whether the other party's wife is satisfied with the new house during the meal.

It's clear that Mowbray is one of those coaches, and the players love him, hugging and shaking hands seem natural, unlike Hydward, who often seems rigid, cringe and awkward, and has no sense of comradeship with the team.

Ward likes to draw a blurred line between his personal and professional relationships with his players, treating his youngsters like superstars. So he won't be like Jose Mourinho, jumping on captain John with his feet off the ground like a player? Terry's back, of course, no coach would indulge himself like a bird, and only one special one can do it.

Interestingly, as long as Edward was on the sidelines, the Portsmouth players did not panic, they controlled the intercepted ball and passed it back and forth at the back, leading the Middlesbrough players to come up and steal, and Mendy also broke through the opposition strikers in his own area, as if the victory was firmly at his feet.

In the final minute of the game, Portsmouth used up the last substitution and won the game in a stronger way. Myburgh's players all fell to the ground like shells of their souls, even the most stupid people know that fate is no longer in their hands, after this round, Portsmouth will squeeze out Myburgh to finish sixth in the league with 75 points, and can almost declare qualification for the play-offs.

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After the fireworks and dancing, the dressing room at Faton Park was suddenly quiet and empty, with players hugging in front of a few mobile phones to watch the post-match press conference.

Mowbray calmed down and congratulated Portsmouth and said something about the game, "Here, I have to make a decision on how to deal with Portsmouth, because we have to consider that the opponent's defence is incomplete, and we have to consider that Icardi is a super goalscorer, which makes it difficult for us to choose tactics. ”

'We lost completely, and despite a brief lead, what I saw was a mature Pompey army, Icardi and Rudiger had grown, N'Golo Kante and Sadio Mane showed the same level as ever, they evolved as a unit. At half-time I thought about how to limit them, but even when we equalised, Portsmouth kept the game in control. A lot of them are at the level of the Premier League and Hydward have built an incredible team. ”

The opposing manager's speech was genuine, and it was clear that he was complimenting you from the bottom of his heart, "I don't feel any frustration at what happened today because they are stronger, which is not good news for West Ham, Birmingham City, Cardiff City. If the last penalty could have been avoided, maybe we would have been lucky enough to win the game, but when the other team is better than you, with the right tactics, there's not much you can do, you can only take it. ”

Heideward remained silent, and for the managerial position, there was always one side celebrating, one side lamenting, one side lamenting trying to heal the pain of defeat, dealing with the media, attending press conferences, and winning and losing to separate them.

Football is a thing where someone rises and someone twilight, and Ward opened his first step to conquer England, and everyone knows that this is just their first step.