Chapter 220: I see
I'm the captain, but I'm not the manager.
These two second-class goods don't listen to me!
Something seems to be a little wrong these days?
However, Wang Dalong still handed over the ball and then caught up with Kuvas.
"Kuvas!"
"Pass!"
This time, Kuvas seemed to have learned to be obedient, handed the ball back to Wang Dalong and took two steps, re-stuffed the ball to Kuvas, and then continued to rush.
It's just that when Kuvas rushed to the opponent's big penalty area, he did it alone!
My day!
What the hell do you really want to get past Milan's defence?
Watching Kuvas bury his head in the ball again and try to break through, Wang Dalong was really speechless.
This guy really took the wrong medicine today.
With a snort, the ball was easily kicked up by the Milan central defender, and Wang Dalong watched as the ball fell to Montolivo's feet.
Almost the same plot as just now, Montolivo adjusted and hoisted the ball forward directly, landing exactly at Suso's feet.
But this time, Suso didn't cut inside, but opted for a low cross!
The ball flew swiftly over the back post!
Louis who has been silent for a long time? Adriano, ghostly from the back post, shook his head before the Parma defenders!
DUANG!
This time, God is no longer on Parma!
The ball is in!
Slammed into the goal!
"Beautiful! Louis? Adriano's header grabbed the spot, but the Parma defenders didn't keep an eye on him, and AC Milan led 1-0. ”
"You can't blame the defender for this ball, after all, Suso's pass is too fast, and he and Adriano both move at the same time, but Adriano is stronger in judging the landing point. If you really want to blame, you should blame Kuvas. This kid is so hot today that he doesn't know what he's doing. You said that I made a few mistakes just now, and I still have to make it, if I were the manager, I would probably be angry and replace him, Crespo must be very angry, and he is scolding his mother in his heart. ”
'It doesn't matter if you break through, it doesn't matter if you concede a goal, but you can't concede it again and again, because conceding a goal causes the team to concede a goal, and the cost is too great. Wang Dalong had already run in place just now, and he passed the ball back again, wouldn't it form a threatening attack? ”
Crespo was really annoyed, he huffed his waist, stood helplessly on the command seat, and while the Milanese were celebrating, he called Wang Dalong to his side with his throat.
"You tell that bastard that if he doesn't play well, he'll be off the field right away!"
"King!"
"You're the captain! Hear me? You're the captain on the field! ”
"You have the responsibility to correct them!"
Crespo grabbed Wang Dalong's shoulder and yelled at him.
Pushing him out as the captain today is actually not just what he means, but the meaning of the boss Wu Di, Wu Di wants to make a Chinese the captain of Parma, there is no more suitable time than today.
However, Wang Dalong, as the captain, obviously did not do enough.
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"Milan!"
"Milan!"
"Milan!" In the stands, the Chinese fans who supported Milan's side cheered with emotion, and the soldiers who were beaten by iron were no longer those soldiers, but the fans were still those fans.
It's just a little old.
Chinese Milan fans are generally old, after all, they all came from the eighties and nineties of the last century, and some of them are fans of the Kaka era, but they are also old.
It's not easy for them to burst out with such enthusiasm on the spot.
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"Crespo must have explained something to Wang Dalong."
"Parma is a little scattered, they are all fighting alone in front, there is no cooperation, this should not be. Wang Dalong is the captain on the field today, he can do more, as the captain, it is not that wearing a captain's armband is over, he should fulfill the captain's duties, whether it is criticism or encouragement, he should convey it to his teammates. Otherwise, how would the two little guys, Couvas and Lincoln, be tossed around in front? ”
At this time, Wang Dalong should speak out and not say nothing. It's also a test for him as a captain and obviously, he's not doing enough right now. ”
"There are no big stars in the Milan team, the team plays very simply, after getting the ball, it is to quickly divide the ball, and then let the forwards compete for the top in the penalty area, not to mention whether they fight or not, at least the tactics are played, but Parma is different, if Kuvas, Lincoln and Wang Dalong are all stuffy headbands after getting the ball, then Milan can have a lot of peace of mind, because you can't play your own offensive rhythm, naturally give the other party a chance to breathe."
"Parma must get back to the original track as soon as possible, knock those two guys awake, and beat Wang Dalong around. Milan's defense is not good, as long as they play their rhythm, Parma have a lot of chances. ”
yes, I'm the captain!
Wang Dalong realized that he had the captain's armband wrapped around his left arm, he was the captain on the field, he should do more, he could shout, reprimand and command every teammate.
This is the power and responsibility of a captain! He had to get Couvas and Lincoln back together.
He's going to win!
Don't you want to win?
Following Crespo's instructions, while the Milanese were still celebrating, Wang Dalong spoke near the arc of the center circle.
"What the hell is going on with you two? Why not pass the ball? ”
"Are we going to win? Do you want to go to the Europa League? ”
"Have you all forgotten what you're going to do next season?"
"If you're sure in your hearts, then give me a good kick! Don't dribble with your head on your head anymore! ”
"I don't care if you're stuffed with shit or beautiful women in your head right now, play back to the football and rhythm we are familiar with!"
"No one wants to make the team lose!"
Wang Dalong didn't know if what he said would work, and if he didn't say it anyway, he panicked in his heart. If it's a league game, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, but now it's the Coppa Italia final! If you miss it, you won't regret taking it! Next season's Europa League is about to say goodbye.
A hint of guilt flashed across both Couvas and Lincoln's faces. After all, both of them were still too young, both under twenty years old, and it was not surprising that they had any strange thoughts in their hearts.
They didn't know how to respond to Wang Dalong, and stood there with their heads down, waiting for the Milanese to return to the game.
After the race resumed, the two of them went their separate ways again.
Wang Dalong still passed the ball to them, and it was up to them to see if they could change it.
To Wang Dalong's relief, the two of them finally woke up! Finally, I don't want to bury my head in the wild! What he just said still has an effect! As long as they are not selfish and keep the ball at their feet, causing the team's offense to drag and hinder the defense, this is progress!
The two guys are not mediocre in qualifications, they were bought by the club at a high price, can the ball quotient be low?
It was at this time that he walked from the coach's bench to Crespo and whispered a few words in his ear.
"No wonder these two bastards are doing so badly!" Vieri huffed.
"Huh?"
"Yesterday there were clubs who approached their agents."
"Oh......" Crespo understood.
"I see."
If a club has approached their agent, it means that there is a team that has taken a fancy to both of them, and then they will find out. And it's certainly not your average club, at least a better club than Parma, and then because of the poor performances they have now.
Sometimes, too many ideas are not good.
They dribble with their heads down, don't they just want to perform well in front of others? It ended up kicking like a piece of......
If people take a fancy to you, will they only watch your game? If you can't do it, people will already see it!
"It's counterproductive! What childishness! Crespo spat out such a sentence for a long time.
"Do you want to replace these two little bastards in the second half?"
"No, whoever plays like this, they're going to behave back to normal, and they're a little bit awake now." Crespo shook his head slightly, then asked, "Which clubs?" ”
"It's Arsenal who are looking for Lincoln and Dortmund who are looking for Couvas."
"Fack!" Crespo cursed rarely. But come to think of it, it seems that there are only these two clubs, otherwise who would hook up with these two little guys?
A few days ago, Dortmund's Dembele who was clamoring to go to Barcelona disappeared, and Dortmund wanted to take precautions and come to fight the idea of Kuvas.
However, this is already considered a violation, and the club should not contact the player and agent first, but should communicate with the club.
Of course, this is only on paper,
In fact, what club doesn't sneak in with a player or agent first?
As for Arsenal? What year did they not get involved with some young players?
However, Couvas and Lincoln are not cheap! I couldn't grab Parma before, but now I can't grab it, isn't the price higher?
I don't know what Dortmund and Arsenal think, is it because they are young that they want to do psychological work? They all underestimated Wu Di too much, Crespo thought to himself.
"Still, is there anything else?"
"Huh?"
"Other players?"
"Um, um, I wondered, did we accidentally turn into a player supermarket?"
"Not really, that's it for now. However, Guedes, who has been in bed for a few months, is not psychologically stable now, and may have been sick for too long. “
"Slowly recover, self-confidence must be built gradually." Crespo muttered, we were injured before, don't we also have to calm down and recuperate? Then, he glanced at the court.
As a result, my eyeballs almost fell off!
Nima, did Kuvaster get a red card?!
What's going on?
What the hell did this bastard do!
He just chatted with Crespo for a few words and didn't pay attention to the field, and as a result, Kuvas asked the referee to pull out a red card?
Whoa, whoa, whoa—
There was an uproar in the fan seats.
"What a sickness!" Wang Dalong also scolded! Today I really served Kuvas!