Now Bordeaux's most effective means of attacking in sports warfare turned out to be only long-range shots, Bordeaux's attack was done, Sanunno passed the ball to Nedved and Ballack, and then the two kept shooting from distance. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Nantes are not very active in defending this kind of long-range shot, with a few midfielders just symbolically stepping forward to block it, while a few defenders are always in their own positions and never lose their position.

In the space of five minutes, the trio combined to get four long-range shots, but only one hit the woodwork.

If this continued in the last five minutes, it seemed that the draw was a foregone conclusion, but Fan Shang wanted to fight again.

"Shoot at the defender!" Vincent suddenly ran to the sideline and shouted to Ballack and Nedved.

Hearing Fan Shang's voice, not only Barak and Nedved, but all those who heard it cast their eyes on Fan Shang.

These eyes were full of incredulity, and even the fourth official looked at Fan Shang with such eyes.

Fan Shang didn't care about these stares either, and nodded firmly at Barak and Nedved.

The two looked at each other, "Or a long shot, that is, it doesn't shoot into the gap, but into the pile?" Barak didn't understand what Vincent meant, and asked Nedved quietly.

Nedved didn't really understand, but hearing Barak's question, Nedved, as the big brother, nodded affirmatively. But I thought, "Oh my God! How do you shoot into someone's push? ”

Bordeaux's greatest strength was the ability to execute tactics, and after Fan Shang finished shouting, the two of them told Fan that they knew.

In the 89th minute, Ballack did not stop the ball after receiving Sanunno's pass, and directly picked up a kick, and the ball went to the central defender standing in the penalty area, the ball was fast and powerful, and the central defender had no time to dodge, and then the ball hit his shoulder and flew out of the bottom line.

Bordeaux won a corner and the centre-back fell to the ground waiting to be treated by the team doctor.

"He's stalling for time!" Fan Shang rushed to the side of the fourth official and shouted at Nantes central defender De Cox, who had fallen to the ground.

The fourth official glanced at Fan Shang, and then felt very disdainful, "Didn't you let your players kick on the opposing defenders, and now that something happened, I don't want to admit it." But when I think about it, I can't say that, I just said lightly, "The player is injured and needs time to heal." ”

"He just got hit by the ball!" Fan Shang continued to shout.

When the fourth official heard Fan Shang say this, his expression of disdain rose from his heart to his face, and then he looked at Fan Shang with disdain. "Mr. Vincent, if I'm not mistaken, you just said the phrase 'shoot at the defender', and if the opposing player is injured, I will write you this sentence into my post-match report."

"He was just touched by the ball." Fan Shang's voice was no longer a roar, "I really just touched it" and then got weaker and weaker, and finally silently walked back to his coach's seat.

The fourth official's contemptuous gaze has been following Fan Shang, he has been a top league referee for so long, he really has never seen a manager shout such a thing from the sidelines, of course, they don't know what to say in the locker room.

"Fan Shang, be prepared to be held accountable by the Football Association." Fan Shang sat back in the coach's seat, and Luo Er next to him whispered to Fan Shang.

"Won't you be punished for just this sentence?" Fan Shang was a little speechless, but finally found that he was still too young and reckless, and did not pay attention to the details of the process in order to pursue the result. "What's the solution?" Fan Shang asked Luo Er, after all, this guy has been the head coach of firefighting so many times.

"There are two aspects, one is the Football Association, and the other is public opinion." Rohr was not hypocritical, and immediately replied after thinking about it.

Fan Shang nodded, and then his eyes were still a little confused.

"Find someone you know in the Football Association, see how to reduce the punishment as much as possible, after all, you are still the assistant coach of the national team, this year's World Cup is very important, let Mr. Jacques say two good words to you, I want to come to the Football Association will not embarrass you." Rohr paused, "The media is the most difficult to get it, our Bordeaux media is easy to say, but an international newspaper like "Team Newspaper" is really difficult to run, I suggest you go to the chairman of Theo and let the club come forward to give you media public relations, after all, you don't have an agent, right?" ”

After listening to Rohr's analysis, Fan Shang instantly broadened, Rohr is really an old oilman, although his coaching ability is average, but he does have his own uniqueness in solving human feelings and sudden problems, otherwise he will continue to fight fires and fail, and he can still occupy a seat on the coaching staff in Bordeaux, and the previous coaches have no opinion on him.

"Actually, I have an agent." Fan Shang whispered meaninglessly.

"What did you say?" Luo Er did not hear Fan Shang clearly.

"Shall I go to the press conference in a while?" Fan Shang remembered one more thing and shifted to the topic.

"Of course you can't go," Rohr said with certainty, "you have to find a professional to deal with it, what if you get into the trap of those reporters, just let Michel go." ”

Fan Shang continued to nod, "Then let's watch the game first, and the rest will be after the game is over." Then Fan Shang exhaled and turned his attention to the game again.

At the time of speaking, Bordeaux's corner had already been opened, and Sanunno grabbed the first point, but still missed the direction when attacking the goal, and it went over the crossbar.

At this time, the fourth official walked to the edge of the halfway line with an electronic number plate and raised it above his head, and the number "5" appeared on it, and there were five minutes of stoppage time, which means that Bordeaux still had five minutes to find a chance to break down Nantes' goal.

In the 91st minute, Nedved shot from distance again, this time again hitting the defender and popping off the line, and the defender rubbed on the ground for another minute before being stretchered off the pitch. The ball just now actually hit his heel, but his performance is more exaggerated than that of a drama actor......

Now Bordeaux's highest point on the field is Ballack and Sanuno, both of whom are close to 190cm tall, while the Nantes central defender is only 185cm, so Bordeaux still has some advantages in corners.

This time it was a corner from the left, Lizarazu sent the ball out of the box, and it was Sanunno who grabbed the first point, this time he didn't attack, but rubbed back, and the full-back Sagnor, who assisted at the back post, fell to the ground and shoveled the ball towards the goal, but Nantes' goalkeeper Landelo was in excellent position and knocked the ball out of the box with both fists.