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On the Bordeaux side is the traditional 442, goalkeeper Chilavert, four defenders Lizarazu, Song, Gamara and Sagnol, four midfielders, Pire, Dacourt, Makelele and Nedved, and forwards Shevchenko and Wiltord.

Lens' lineup is also a 442, goalkeeper Wamz, back four, Skylar, Hood, Varimi, Pierre Fangfang, midfielder, Vivianfo, Ziani, Oruma, Smitchell, forwards Drobiake and Villeres

Vincent looked at the line-up of the two teams, and it was exactly the same as when they met in the league, Bordeaux beat Lens by five goals over two legs in the league, and this time Vincent was still confident.

After the opening, Lens surprised Vincent, although Le Maire is less talkative, he is definitely a radical person tactically, and generally uses offense to solve the game. The same was true of the two league games against Bordeaux, which were played against Bordeaux throughout the game, but the final result was not ideal.

Today's Lens actually learned from Bordeaux after the opening, and the whole line was reduced to his own half, and the distance between the three lines was also very compressed, which was completely a copy of Bordeaux.

Fan Shang sat up from his seat suddenly, looked at the field, and looked at Le Maire, who was also standing on the sidelines, this fat man had also learned to steal and imitate.

In fact, the 442 of Lens is exactly the same as the current 442 of Bordeaux, with four backs standing in parallel, two midfielders, two wing-backs on the left and right, and two forwards. This is just Lens, these people can only be said to be a copycat version of Bordeaux, and now that they have encountered the genuine version, of course they have to fight fakes.

First of all, Bordeaux still completely followed Fan Shang's meaning, pressing the rhythm very slowly, reversing the ball in the backfield, and then reversing the ball in the midfield, and could not see the opportunity to reverse the ball in the backfield in front of him.

Fan Shangdu felt that he was about to fall asleep, so he simply stopped standing on the sidelines, returned to his seat, squinted his eyes, and looked like he was not sleeping.

Le Maire was anxious at this time, after working with Fan Shang for so many months, he felt that although Fan Shang likes the conservative tactics of defensive counterattack, if the opponent also puts on a defensive counterattack, Fan Shang will often let the players really attack.

Today, Le Maire is actually waiting for the Bordeaux players to attack, but he never expected that Bordeaux has been down for more than ten minutes just by pouring the ball like this.

But Lemaire is not sure whether to let Lens attack, after all, for Bordeaux's counterattack, Lemaire is very jealous, although Bordeaux often only has three or four people in the counterattack, but these few people have broken down all the defenses of Ligue 1.

Thinking of this, Le Maire turned his head to look at Fan Shang sitting in the Bordeaux coach's box, Fan Shang sat in his seat, clasped his hands, and watched the game on the field motionlessly.

"No, why doesn't his head move?" Lemelci was weird, normally the head coach would shake with the movement of the ball when he watched the game, but he looked at Fan Shang for a long time, and Fan Shang didn't move at all.

Fan Shang was already asleep at this time, and this passing from the back to the midfield to the back was a kind of hypnosis. Thanks to Rohr, he leaned into Fan Shang's ear, "Fan Shang, is it okay to pass the ball so old?" ”

"Huh?" Fan Shang's voice was the first reaction of the person who was woken up, "What's wrong?" Fan Shang asked Rohr.

"I said, can you just kick it like that?" Luo Er also saw that Fan Shang had dozed off just now, but he didn't expose him.

"You say," Fan Shang pointed to the field.

Rohr nodded.

"What's not to do, sharpen their sharpness in the first half, and catch them off guard in the second half." After Fan Shang finished speaking, he leaned back on the shed on the side, and he didn't know whether he slept or not.

In fact, it can't be said that they are all passing the ball on the field, and occasionally the two teams will launch one or two attacks, but it will not help under each other's guard.

"Fan Shang" Luo Er poked Fan Shang again, "Why don't you come to a wave after halftime?" ”

"Huh? How did half-time end? Fan Shang replied in a daze, then stood up and prepared to go to the locker room.

But before he could lift his foot, he was dragged back to the stool by Rohr, "Not yet, there are still ten minutes, I mean, do you want to have a wave of attacks before the end of halftime?" ”

"No, let's talk about it in the second half, it's good to keep it like this now." Fan Shang shook his head.

"Fan Shang, how can you doze off in the game!" Rohr sternly warns Vincent.

Fan Shang pointed to the field again, "This is really too boring to play, there is no way not to let me feel that drowsy." ”

"There's TV today, if you are filmed sleeping in the dugout, you just wait, 'kick on them' is even more serious." Rohr analyzes the pros and cons for Vincent.

"You're right, it's good that the first half is almost over." Fan Shang wiped his face twice with his hands, then walked to the sidelines and began to direct the game.

To say that he is directing the game is actually to let the players slow down the tempo again and consume the rest of the first half.

For the Bordeaux players who have already spent a first half, this is really not a problem, and now they are not even ready to give the midfield, and they are directly downed at the back.

Le Maire didn't have the comfort of Vincent in the first half, he struggled on the sidelines for almost half the game, and now he has not decided whether to let Lens attack or continue to defend.

Led by Bordeaux's slow tempo, the first half, which was even boring and praised, was over.

The two teams don't feel like they're playing a game of football at all, it's like volleyball, the middle line is the net, a few passes from this side to that side, and a few more kicks from that side to this side.

Fan Shang heard the referee's whistle and returned to the locker room without saying a word.

The most painful thing in the first half should be the fans at the opening stage, especially Chirac and his wife, especially his wife, who is not interested in football themselves, coupled with the embarrassing style of play of the two teams. The most she did in the first half was to beat her spirit, constantly yawning to remind herself that she couldn't sleep.

Except for the Bordeaux "Twelfth Man" who spent 45 minutes in a neat manner, the rest of the people in the stands were actually not much different from Chirac's wife, and many of them had even taken a nap.

"Okay, you guys start to be mental, we need to work hard in the second half!" Fan Shang said a word, and all eyes were focused.