Manuel Pellegrini has no intention of giving up on this game, even against the mighty Barcelona, he does want to win. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As an ambitious and excellent manager, the "bad habit" of cowardice before a fight does not appear in him, although sometimes for one reason or another, and appropriate reservations, but that is only a strategic need, if possible, he does not want to give up any game, no matter who the opponent is, he wants to himself, and his team, to persevere.

He does have the confidence to play in the ring with any opponent, after two games with Real Madrid this season, he fully realized the potential of the team, perhaps in terms of hard power, Villarreal is not as good as Real Madrid's top giants, but football is round, this sentence is not an empty talk, as long as the tactics are right, as long as the will is firm, there is always hope of grabbing points - two games with Real Madrid, one win and one draw is proof.

They were able to gain the upper hand against Real Madrid, so why not in the same way against Barcelona?

If you just look at the current league standings, Real Madrid is one place higher than Barcelona, and they can resist hard in the first place, and there is no reason to be afraid of the second-ranked team.

Of course, how to resist and how to fight, this needs to be carefully studied.

Barcelona are strong, very strong, and their strength is based on their persistence in their style of passing for decades, which creates a big problem for his opponents.

If it is a counter-attack, then Barcelona's short pass penetration is just the nemesis of the bus tactics, and they always have a way to tear apart the opponent's defense with fast and accurate succession of passes.

But if it is to stop the attack with the attack, this is also what Barcelona likes to see, the offensive firepower of the Catalan team is a must in the entire European football, and there are very few teams that can play against them and not lose, even the current leader of La Liga, Real Madrid, and Barcelona are more wins and losses. Although Villarreal's offensive firepower is also very good, it is estimated that even Real Madrid can't handle it, let alone Barcelona.

Neither is the attack, neither is the defensive counterattack, and if you think about it, the orthodox way is not going to work, and Pellegrini can only work on other aspects.

As for what to work on, Pellegrini only has a prototype in his mind for the time being, and it has not yet been fully determined, which is why the team was asked to play a group match in the morning.

He wanted to test out the tactics he had carefully planned for the next round.

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"Even though we rarely have group matches in the morning, the interest of the big guys is still very high, and looking at these young people who are full of energy, I really feel that we are all old."

It was assistant coach Mr. Ruben who spoke, holding a notebook and standing beside Pellegrini. The match was refereed by an assistant coach named Nit, while Mr. Ruben was responsible for passing on the manager's instructions and keeping a record of the players' performance during the match.

He complained with some emotion, which caused Pellegrini to chuckle: "If you are a player, you are indeed very old at this age, but if you are a coach, you are still very young. Reuben, don't look at my silver hair, but I always feel that I am still an energetic young marshal. You're younger than me, and if you're old, what am I? ”

Pellegrini rarely has such a sense of humor, at least not often in training, so Mr. Ruben was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly and patted his mouth with his hand: "Well, sir, I admit that I said the wrong thing, you are very young, very young......"

"Maybe it's because I've been with that stinky boy Fan for a long time, and my face has naturally become a little unusual." Pellegrini smiled again, "But it does feel good to listen to other people's compliments...... Reuben, say more such things in the future. ”

"......" Mr. Ruben blinked, his face glazed and rather speechless.

Pellegrini smiled heartily and patted him on the shoulder: "Just kidding, don't be distracted, watch the game carefully." ”

Mr. Ruben nodded subconsciously, at this time, the football rolled in front of the two, it turned out to be a throw-in, the green team cleared the ball in the backfield, and the football rolled out of the boundary.

Senna ran over, picked up the ball, got ready, and was ready to throw it.

"Wait a minute, Marcos."

Because it's not an official game, interruptions like this happen a lot on the sidelines, and the manager will make adjustments as soon as he has a new idea.

That's the purpose of the intra-team competition, to put it bluntly, it's still for training.

Senna looked at the manager, and Pellegrini whispered to Mr. Ruben beside him, who motioned for him to put the ball down before waving into the distance.

"Fan!"

Fan Bizhuang ran over from the front of the penalty area in confusion.

"You throw this ball."

Mr. Ruben commanded, and at the same time called Forlan and Thomasson, including central defenders Godin and Gonzalo to the front, whispered a few words, and several people scattered and ran towards the penalty area.

"I remember you had a throw-in with one hand, throwing the ball into the box with all your might. It's like kicking a corner, it's high, it's fast, it's ...... Far! ”

Fan Bizhuang understood that the daring coach was to let himself use the "strong grenade" kung fu, and let Fran and others run into the penalty area just to wait for the opportunity.

'Dahl is good at finding opportunities and taking chances, no wonder he put him in a red vest, he may not be fit enough to keep the whole game, but when the opportunity arises, he is likely to be able to take it!'

If you think about it, it's also a great way to score in a game. With a super strong team like Barcelona, there will definitely not be too many chances to score, and there will not even be too many scoring opportunities that can be created, so at this time, you have to think of other ways.

Set-pieces are a good way to score goals, but the 'meal card combination' is in the limelight at the near end of the pitch and Barcelona will certainly do their best to guard against it. And vigorously throwing a throw-in and turning it into a corner kick is somewhat unexpected, and if it is used well, it may not be impossible to establish miracles.

"No problem, sir. Just take a look! ”

Fan Bizhuang, who fully understood the intention of the head coach, patted his chest with confidence.

The rapid exchange of several people on the sidelines seemed a little inexplicable in the eyes of the other green team players.

"Why did the manager stop the game? It's just a throw-in, is it possible to play a flower? ”

Fernandez's expression was a bit indignant, he had always wanted to fight for a place in the main team, and he ended up wearing a green waistcoat to this day. In addition, he has a gambling contract with Fan Bizhuang, and in the last few games, every time he shouts "I'm a fool" at the camera

, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he is a little embarrassed, so in daily training, he performs extremely hard, hoping to impress the manager and give him more playing time - as long as he has more playing time, is it possible that he is afraid that there will be no chance to perform?

Hmph, as long as you behave well, then, the guy who stands in front of the camera and points at the balls and yells "I'm stupid", hehe, you have to change people. The thought of his own king doing such an embarrassing thing in such a humiliating way made him feel a little happy.

Of course, most of this is his YY, but the reality is that he is wearing a green vest and he is still a member of the bench.

The head coach called Fan Bizhuang to his side and told him carefully, no matter how Fernandes looked at it, he felt that the coach was too partial, so he was slightly dissatisfied.

Rossi, who was also wearing a green vest, glanced at him and responded: "Stopping a game is a common occurrence at the training ground, and there must be a reason for him to do so." Matthias, I think you need to look at your team-mates more sensibly, look at Van in a more rational way. ”

"Perhaps." Fernandes insisted on his point of view, "Anyway, I just think that there is no good idea for a throw-in, just throw it away, and everything will be fine." ”

"Hah, do you really think so? But I don't think you have the same opinion. Nihat suddenly interjected with a smile, the mockery and provocation on his face were undisguised, "Or let's make a bet, if the throw-in really comes out, even if you lose." Don't worry, I'm not as disgusting as that guy Fan, if you lose, just invite us to a big meal. How's that, Matthias, dare you bet? ”

Nihart's sarcastic and provocative expression was naturally seen by Fernandez, and he couldn't be stimulated: "Bet on it, who is afraid of whom!" I said I can't play flowers, I just can't play, I won! ”

Nihat snickered proudly in his heart, deliberately stimulated the other party, this kid really took the bait, this is really too young, too simple Tucson broken.

Who doesn't know the veteran players that Fan Bizhuang has a unique ability to throw the ball with a strong hand, and that guy's arm strength can directly throw the throw-in as a corner kick!

"When I said a big meal, it's a month, not a day!" Nihat still said with a grin, like a wolf grandmother who coaxed Little Red Riding Hood to be fooled.

"One month is one month, I'm still the same sentence, I won't lose!" Fernandez's response was unequivocal.

"Ha, I appreciate your temper. Boy, just look at it! ”

Nihat laughed, and some of the old players around him also looked at him with sympathy on their faces, and Rossi wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so he could only follow the crowd and give Fernandez a sympathetic look.

Fernandez had a premonition in his heart, but he really couldn't think of what the problem was, so he just acted as a big guy to save face.

And then...... Fernandez was dumbfounded.

He saw a white light fly straight into the forbidden area in a parabolic manner, fast and urgent.

"How...... How could it be thrown so far, this ...... This is not scientific! You're a corner, right? ”

Fernandez's mouth opened in disbelief, but the ball didn't stop at his exclamation, and in the blink of an eye, it fell near the penalty spot in the penalty area.

As if he had expected it, Fran appeared there like a ghost, and as soon as he bumped the ball at his feet, the football slid to the back point, and the follow-up Thomas made a tackle that directly shoveled the football into the goal.

It was a goal that was made in the blink of an eye, and it was unexpectedly fast.

Fernandez felt as if he heard his own heartbreak, and felt the urge to cry without tears, and he knew that he seemed to have fallen into the pit that his teammates had dug for him again, well, not to say that it had fallen, because he had jumped into it willingly.