Chapter 100: Am I a Fool?

"Bang!"

Estrada relied on his speed to force a breakthrough, but his cross was blocked by the opposition defender. What's even more tragic is that the ball bounced back to Estrada, and in the end, the Sociedad team didn't even get a corner.

"Alas!" Guan Xiaolong sighed, these few attacks were all in vain, and there was no chance at all.

Lassart was in a hurry off the field, constantly shouting to the address on the field, commanding.

This is a relatively rare situation, and the most taboo for the team, is that the players on the field fail to grasp the coach's tactical intentions. Lassalt had already rehearsed this lineup in previous training, and the effect was still very good at that time.

But there is a certain difference between training and actual combat, and today Numancia saw the number of paths of the Sociedad, strengthened the side defense, and stifled the attack of the Social.

In fact, Lasarte really wants to cry without tears, and it is rare for a Spanish team to play mainly on the wing. In the eyes of the outside world, this is simply a shame for the social team.

'I don't know what the manager conveyed to the players, but it's obviously not what the team needs. It's an ugly style of play, using a player's weaknesses to attack the opponent's strengths. If this continues, I expect to lose the game! A social team celebrity said.

"Whew!"

There was an exclamation over the home field, and Bravo flew to the side, then turned to watch the ball fly over the crossbar.

Fortunately, I was almost beaten into one by the other party again.

The Sociedad side struggled in the front, and the pressure in the midfield and back became prominent, and Numancia gradually gained the upper hand and put frequent pressure on the Sociedad.

Doubts about the coach's arrangements are not only from the outside world, but also within the team.

"I don't know what the coach thinks, let so many young players be beaten on it, and now there is no decent offense!" Aramburu said.

Of course, he wanted to play, but his tone was slightly dismissive of the young players. Although Aguirretsi next to him also complained about the coach's arrangement, he is also a young player, so of course he has to hug back a little.

"The main thing is that the wing is now fighting alone, the middle and the wing are cut off, and the passivity in attack has led to our full passivity. If someone up front can grab a point, it's definitely a little bit better. Aguirrettesi hinted at his own importance.

The substitute players whispered and discussed that the social team that is now helpless on the offensive end, in addition to expressing concern, the voices questioning the coach are naturally indispensable.

"Beep... Beep! ”

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half, and Lasart wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that he was lucky not to concede more goals.

But he knew in his heart that he couldn't go on like this in the second half.

"Let's all go to the locker room!" Lasart himself walked down the pitch quickly.

In the locker room, Lasart's expression was serious, the main forces bowed their heads and were silent, and the atmosphere was relatively dull. On the contrary, the substitutes had relaxed expressions, and they all raised their heads, thinking that the basket was not stabbed by me anyway.

"I am responsible for all the responsibilities of this situation!" Lassalt spoke.

Everyone looked up in surprise, and so did Guan Xiaolong, who has been in the team for so long, and Lasarte has always given the impression of being strong and serious. The first time I saw a manager talk like that, and it was at half-time.

"My tactical thinking may not have been conveyed in place, the striker did a terrible job today!" Lasarte looked at Guan Xiaolong and Griezmann.

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, the head coach really wanted to cut us two.

Aguirretesi came to his senses when he heard this, hehe, isn't it a new tactic? You even suddenly replaced me, coach, you know how important I am now, right?

Guan Xiaolong himself had nothing to say, he ran blindly for 45 minutes, and the hairy opportunity was not created. In the past, I didn't feel it on the wing, but today I felt in the middle and the muscular men, and I knew that the striker's meal was not delicious.

When the coach told him to play as a striker, not to mention how excited he was. It's okay now, I'm embarrassed to refute it if I'm acting so scumbag.

On the other hand, Griezmann actually has some smart movements, and this kid is more active than me, often touching behind the defenders. It seems that in the second half, I have to learn more from the grid.

"You two, you can't grab a chance in front, don't you know how to come back and get the ball?" Lasaltra said with a long face.

was reflecting on himself, reflecting on how to change in the second half, Lasart's words interrupted Guan Xiaolong's train of thought. Griezmann, who was beside him, seemed thoughtful and understood what Lasart meant.

Turn around and get the ball? Guan Xiaolong didn't understand it yet, and the people present didn't understand it very well.

Lassalt turned around and picked up the pen and drew on the tactical cardboard.

"Our strength is speed and dexterity. And you have to fight for height and strength with each other! "Lasart drew the pattern on the tactical board.

"Not only Guan and Anthony have to retreat, but the two wings also have to move closer to the middle. The heart of our attack, here. "Lasarte has enclosed the top of the arc and the area in front of the penalty area, and this is where the forwards retreat, the wingers get closer, and the midfielders gather.

But in this way, there is no striker, who is the ball to pass, who is the goal?

"In the front of the opponent, form an attacking circle, form a system. Children, here you have to play 12 points of spirit, once you lose the ball, immediately organize a counter-robbery, take back the ball!

And what do the strikers need to do? Your possession is not only from the wings, but also from your midfield team-mates. When you're off the ball, you're going to keep going through. "Lasarte drew two arrows back and forth in the front court.

"And you, Sarpong and Estrada, you have to run and pull the side lanes around." Lassarte drew a route of outward outward thrust on the side, as well as a route interspersed into the middle.

"It's you guys next, Prieto protect the rear, Asya, you have a great responsibility, and you have to play the role of connecting the previous and the next!" Lassalt tossed the marker aside.

"Got it?" The head coach asked.

Everyone petrified for a few seconds, indicating that it needed time to digest. With such a complicated tactic, Lasart actually tried it only twice in training, and he used it in official competitions, which was really drunk.

Salpong suddenly realized that in fact, the coach had explained before the game. But the professional user on the side has been for so long, and he wants to break through when he takes the ball, and he really can't hold the fire.

A veteran like Estrada can do it at all.

Guan Xiaolong and Griezmann looked at each other, wondering if they were stupid, fighting with the opposite side for half a game, it turned out that the coach didn't mean this at all.

It's no wonder that Lasart couldn't do anything off the pitch, as he found out at the time that his players didn't understand his tactics at all.