In the team's training, Deschamps helplessly watched Lin Yi, who couldn't play, perform better than every expected starter. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Lin Yi completed a precise pass, Deschamps had his assistant pause the game and replaced Lin Yi.

It doesn't seem to be very good to play too many training matches like this.

Perhaps, what Marseille's players need more now is to gain some confidence.

The way to build confidence in his players with words, Didier Deschamps has given up and he doesn't want to slap himself in the face in the same way he does.

Lin Yi, who was on the scene, sat on the side, covered his head with a towel, and poured a large gulp of energy drinks.

Old Zola was on the side, holding a thick pile of player information, but at the top of it was a newspaper.

The first page of the newspaper, is it me?

Seeing Lin Yi looking at it with his head probed, Old Zola handed over the newspaper, "Oh, look." Tout yours! ”

Lin Yi is tired of reading such reports, and he really wants to see someone stand up and say that he can't do it, and then cause others to agree.

Now that there are only three games left in the league, Lin Yi's biggest wish is to be able to finish this season safely.

His education since childhood has made him deeply understand the simple truth of "shooting the first bird with a gun".

Thinking of this, Lin Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, saying that it was more appropriate to say that it was education to make him understand this truth.

The teammates on the field are still training against each other, and it can be seen that with the arrival of the end of the season, the physical strength and condition of the players are declining.

The match had only been played for 50 minutes, and some players were physically exhausted.

Valbuena, the team's most attendees, fell straight to the ground after a pass, apparently cramping.

Old Zola cursed in a low voice and rushed to the field with the team doctor.

Although this matter has nothing to do with him, as a physical coach, he still has to know enough about the players.

After a simple treatment, Old Zola walked back with a mutter, and sat on the turf beside Lin Yi, Lin Yi felt his head tremble three times.

"Damn, muscle fatigue again. There are also people who are overburned and their muscles are worn out, and I haven't stopped since March. ”

Lin Yi pulled out a grass stalk from the turf and put it in his mouth, turned his head and asked Old Zola, "Hey! You used to play football, huh? Tell us about your experience? ”

Old Zola didn't expect Lin Yi to talk to him about this topic, and after thinking about it briefly, he gave an answer.

"Like, play, no, retire, study fitness, and then be like this."

After a pause, he added proudly, "I also relied on football to get a beautiful wife, although she is now dead." ”

At the mention of Eva's mother, the old guy's face was inevitably a little gloomy.

Seeing that his fat face had collapsed, Lin Yi didn't know how to continue.

"I remember only one highlight in my entire career in the amateur league. It was the next time I played against a weak opponent, and I scored after three people in a row, and it was probably the only time I could be proud of on the court. ”

When it comes to his "glorious" past, he is even a little excited.

seemed to feel that it was not enough to express it in words, and he pulled Lin Yi to stand up and recreate the scene with him.

Looking at the fat man who was fat at this time, Lin Yi really couldn't imagine his heroic appearance back then.

Maybe no one usually bothered to listen to him brag about his past, so after he caught Lin Yi, he performed very energetically.

Watching him twist and turn to demonstrate to himself, and let himself act as a defensive player, Lin Yi, who was immersive, suddenly felt that the way Old Zola took the ball was a little special.

Another point is that the shooting level of this amateur striker seems to be quite good.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi rarely restrained his hippie smile in front of Old Zola, and felt the difference of this amateur striker in the process of acting as a defensive player.

After performing for a long time, it seemed that the effect was not so satisfactory, because Lin Yi always relied on his long legs to poke the ball out of his control uncooperatively.

In addition, after all, he is old, and old Zola's physical strength is no longer good, and he is so tired there that he can't breathe.

What's even more unfortunate is that at this time, there was a sudden situation on the court again.

Old Zola, who was still showing his glorious past just now, had no choice but to rush back, and at the same time secretly scolded Lin Yi, a bastard, for not knowing how to save face at all.

This time it was Andre Ayew who couldn't hold on on to the pitch, with the starting winger falling to the ground and his calf twitching.

Deschamps held his forehead with his hand, looking at the poor physical condition of the players, he couldn't help but think about the boss's check again, maybe he should get a few more players next season, relying on such a few people, it is really a bit difficult.

……

Deschamps' thoughts continued in the Europa League, Diawara, who was holding the ball on the field, suddenly cramped and fell to the ground, and Deschamps only felt that his heart was cold.

Ten seconds later, Vrodlom was booed by the fans.

Mandanda's goal was conceded again, this time by Aaron Lennon.

After Diawara went down, he sprinted at his blistering pace, took the ball into the box for a one-on-one chance and slotted home.

1-0, 6-0 on aggregate......

It looks like Deschamps' last wish is about to be dashed.

Standing on the sidelines, Deschamps seems to have repeated his previous state in the training ground, and he is holding his forehead with his hands at the moment, is it so difficult to retain the last dignity?

Although the referee did not stop the game as soon as the player fell to the ground, which caused a lot of controversy, there is no way to correct the effectiveness of the goal.

Sitting in the stands, Lin was expressionless, with his hands on his chest, watching the Tottenham players celebrate.

Regarding the team's situation, Lin Yi was very unhappy.

But there's nothing you can do about it, and that's a very subtle feeling.

It was clear that the championship was in sight, three games away, but he could only watch from the sidelines, and then watch his team lose the qualification to win.

The Marseille players were already unhappy, and the same happened to the Nantes fans in the last game.

Didier Deschamps had to walk to the sidelines in person, raising his hands and making a downward gesture to reassure the fans.

Lin Yi sat in the stands, wrapping his head in a hoodie, not wanting to communicate with the fans around him.

Of course, if Marseille fans saw that Verodlom's favorite was sitting in the stands recently, it would have caused a riot.

At the end of the day, it's all thanks to Eva.

At this time, Eva, who was sitting next to Lin Yi, had a makeup technique that was not inferior to physical training techniques, and it only took her ten minutes, and after some simple modifications, Lin Yi looked like a Frenchman.

Eva looked at Lin Yi's lips from the side, and gently reached out to hold his hand.

After dating for a while, Eva also has an understanding of Lin Yi.

She understood the boy's thirst and persistence for victory.

Seeing his team like this, Lin Yi's mood was naturally not good.

As he watched, Bale made a strong charge on the flank, leaving Senya Mango who had deliberately switched to this side to guard him behind.

After a few steps behind him, Mango fell to the ground in a very undignified manner, allowing Bale to drive straight down the flank.

Lin Yi touched his nose and scolded in authentic English, Fake!

Deschamps couldn't even scold this sentence at this time, you know, after Bale's breakthrough, the next thing he faced was a single knife!!

And in the final analysis, Deschamps and Lin Yi's positions and starting points are still different.

Considering the actual stakes, it seems that the team's record also has a greater impact on Deschamps.

Mandanda finally got into a fight, making an accurate judgment the moment Bale got up to shoot, and then rose to his feet and held the ball firmly in his arms.

Although the save was wonderful, it still failed to receive cheers from the scene.

Of course, it may have been because the fans booed Senya Mango so loudly that they overshadowed the cheers for Mandanda's brilliant save.

The game went on, Tottenham attacked, and Marseille barely parried.

Tottenham attack, Marseille fouled.

Tottenham attack, Marseille breaks the ball, counterattack! Fail......

Tottenham attacked, Marseille delivered a corner.

Tottenham attacked, Marseille conceded, 2-0!

When Tottenham scored the second goal of the game by Gareth Bale in the final attack of first-half stoppage time, Lin Yi clearly felt that the air around him seemed to improve in an instant.

Because all the people are gone.

It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that it's all over, but a large part of the people around Lin Yi have withdrawn at once.

Glancing around at the seats around him, Lin Yi muttered silently in his heart, a group of fans like this, it's fucking weird that the team's results can be good.

At halftime, Lin Yi regretted why he was not in the locker room at this time, and he didn't know what kind of words Deschamps would come up with to appease his players now.

Deschamps himself has given up, as it turns out, and he now feels he needs to be appeased far more than his men.

Marseille's players are depressed one by one, although they are professional players, and their ability to bear should be far beyond the average person, but unfortunately, it is really uncomfortable to be beaten 7-0 by others as soon as they are normal and add a half.

Deschamps felt that he couldn't arrange any tactics at this time, he just briefly explained two sentences, and reluctantly added a sentence, just try to minimize our own mistakes.

In fact, for Marseille's coaches and players, the second half of the game was much more painful than the fans.

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(It's a bit late today.) My make-up exam results came out, because of some accidents, the expected unreasonable did not pass, very unhappy, here simply spit out a slot. CTMLGBD！ ）