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Alan Smith shook the grass clippings off his body, walked to the front, and was the first to push open the door to the locker room and walk in...... It was empty. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The white tactical board is still placed on the far wall on the south side, and the staff has already prepared the jerseys and dry towels that the players need to change at half time, the floor is polished, and the players' luggage bags are neatly placed in the wardrobe...... All this does not seem to be much different from before.

However, when he stepped into the locker room for the first part, Alan Smith suddenly choked, and a familiar feeling came over him, as if he had met an old friend who had been lost for a long time here...... "Hey, Alain, what's wrong?" ”

Seeing this, Mata, who was closely behind Smith, squeezed over and asked.

"Hmm...... It's nothing! ”

Smith shook his head and walked over to his closet and sat down.

In that moment, he suddenly had the feeling of going back in time, as he had done so many times a year ago, as if he had seen that familiar figure in the locker room again...... Maybe I'm too sensitive!

Smith shook his head self-deprecatingly...... However, when he changed into a clean jersey and inadvertently looked up to move his gaze to the tactical board, he was stunned...... "This is ...... It's ......"

Alan Smith stood up all at once.

He stared at the tactical board without moving, the handwriting on it was so familiar, even the small black arrows representing the offensive line exuded a sinister and obscene flavor...... This, it is definitely left by that person!

The other teammates were taken aback by Alan Smith's movements, and following Alan Smith's gaze, some of the veteran players quickly discovered the things on the tactical board, those handwriting and calligraphy and drawings were so familiar, there was only one who could write these things!

Has he been here?

However, Robben, Van der Vaart and some other new players, a little unclear, Peter Pan leaned into Mata's ear and asked strangely: "Juan, what happened, why is everyone ......"

"The boss has been here, it must be him!"

In Newcastle's dressing room, there is only one person who is referred to by the veteran players as 'the head', while manager Rijkaard, who is more accustomed to being called 'sir'...... Just then, head coach Rijkaard pushed open the door and walked in.

He looked at the players who were a little deflated with their heads down, and then looked at some of the tactical routines deduced on the tactical board, and sighed quietly in his heart...... [Black Swan] thought of the scene that had just happened in the players' tunnel.

…… between three minutes.

Rijkaard walked up the tunnel step by step, his brain spinning.

He was thinking about how to change the current situation of the team, and after a terrible first half for Newcastle and Chelsea scored two goals in a surprise victory, Rijkaard felt like a girl who was so pure that she would get pregnant for a kiss and was deceived by the insidious Ancelotti...... ...... Unexpectedly, Ancelotti, a guy who seems to be an honest person, is actually a sinister master, and has become as shameless as the madman Lee! ”

Rijkaard was thinking about this, and suddenly- "Hehe...... Frank, here, here......"

A voice came from behind a corner in the darkness, and I saw where a middle finger was hooking and swinging.

Rijkaard was startled, this voice was clearly that of the madman Li, he just scolded shamelessly, he actually drilled out so quickly to settle the score?

Sure enough, Li Tongfan jumped out of the dark shadow, and with lightning speed, he hugged Rijkaard and got into the shadow of the corner...... A minute or two later.

The two of them looked like dog men and women who had just finished cheating, looking around and sneaking out.

Rijkaard walked ahead.

He suddenly turned around and asked, "Lee, these things, if you go to the dressing room and talk to the players, maybe the effect is better than that of me as a manager......"

Li Tongfan shook his head: "Frank, you are the head coach of the team!" ”

After speaking, Li Tongfan turned around and left without looking back, like a cheap man who was afraid of being caught in bed, and disappeared at the end of the player's tunnel like the wind.

Rijkaard stood in place, shaking his head with a complicated expression.

He knew that the reason why he didn't go and talk to the players in person was because the madman Lee didn't want to undermine his authority as a manager in the dressing room, and he was giving himself a step...... Otherwise, with the dignity of the chairman of the Crazy Lee Club, in the case of the team encountering such trouble, even if he personally rushed to the locker room to reprimand, no one would say anything............ Three minutes later.

in the locker room.

Rijkaard walked step by step to the tactical board.

He sorted out the tactical ideas that Li Tongfan had just described, and then carefully looked at the deduction on the tactical board, then picked up the eraser, erased all traces on it without hesitation, turned around and said: "In the second half, our tactics will be changed......

...... Whew!!

The clatter of ink strokes on the tactical board resounded in the quiet locker room...... Rijkaard began to sketch out the team's new tactical changes on the tactical board, writing slowly, but forcefully, and [Black Swan] wrote while explaining in a calm tone, constantly calling the names of the players...... Alan Smith has been watching the manager's actions.

When he saw Rijkaard erase the tactics of the board without hesitation, a look of disappointment began to appear in his eyes...... However, as Rijkaard's reasoning on the tactical board went deeper and deeper, Alan Smith's eyes lit up again!

Everything that appeared on the tactical board was exactly the same as the one left behind by the man just now.

“…… These adjustments and changes are not my work! After explaining everything, Rijkaard gently put down the ink pen in his hand and said with a calm expression: "Chairman Li Tongfan ...... these adjustment ideas outside the locker room just now."

[Black Swan] didn't have the slightest intention of taking credit, and calmly told everything that happened in the player's tunnel just now...... Alan Smith's eyes are brighter!

The eyes of the other players who looked at head coach Rijkaard also changed.................. Fifteen minutes later.

“…… Howard Webb blew the whistle and the second half was finally underway! Looking at the players from above, neither side made any changes to the starting lineup...... Chelsea are 2-0 up Newcastle and they are 45 minutes away from winning the Premier League this season! ”

Sester, the live commentator, quickly got into the groove.

However, it is incomprehensible that Rijkaard did not choose to make substitutions at half-time, and players like Peter Pan Robben have been sitting on the bench...... Commentator Gary Lineker sees more: "There are still changes, youngster Thomas Muller has dropped back into midfield, and Newcastle have changed their formation to 4-4-2...... As for Robben, it was said before the game that he was injured again in warm-up training, and it is estimated that Rijkaard did not dare to risk it......"

…… Stamford Bridge Stadium.

After the resumption of the second half, the blue stands that surrounded the stadium on all sides, like a slightly calmed ocean, once again set off a strong wind and waves, and the night wind was driven by the boos of the sky, and it swept over every inch of the lawn...... It was an absolute Chelsea night!

Less than three minutes into the game, the morale-boosting Blues completed another attack - left wing-back Ashley Cole and French winger Malouda played a series of small one-twos on the flank, and Cole eventually sprinted diagonally down the line, smashed the ball near the baseline, dodged Thornton's press, and crossed the prenatal education...... A half-high cross!

Drogba uses his strong body to lean against Sendros and shoots with one shot!

Fortunately, this shot was interfered with by Senderos's efforts, and the crosshair was insufficient, so it missed the crossbar, otherwise, with such distance and speed, Lloris would not be able to save the football even if he really weaved a spider web in front of the goal...... The applause of the Chelsea fans rang out without hesitation!

After covering his face and feeling a little annoyed, Drogba stood in the Newcastle penalty area with his hands constantly raised, encouraging the atmosphere of the fans...... In an instant, the entire stand, like a spark that fell into the ** library, exploded with a bang...... A blue hurricane is about to sweep everything!

Newcastle is like a wheat husk in a category 18 hurricane, struggling in despair involuntarily, and there is no possibility of a reversal............ "Oh oh oh, Lee, your team is in a bad situation, this season's Premier League trophy, you're welcome, haha!" ”

The Russian uncle with a shy smile has now become a Russian villain with an arrogant smile.

Looking at Abramovich's 'villain's ambition', Li Tongfan said nothing with a straight face. He learned his lesson and kept a low profile on the surface, but in his heart he was gritting his teeth and thinking: "MLGBD, let's be happy for a while, and then scare you for a while, hehe......"

Of course, before FM2010 was officially launched, Li Tongfan did not have the super ability to reverse the outcome of the game through just a few tactical changes and deductions...... However, before this game, Lao Li carefully checked the recent form of the two teams through the FM2010 system database, and after comparison, he found that Newcastle's recent combat effectiveness is definitely not worse than that of Chelsea, on the contrary, even slightly higher...... This also shows that as long as the tactics are adjusted properly, Newcastle may still have the surname to recover in the second half!

In fact, less than 20 minutes after the start of the first half, Lao Li clearly saw Ancelotti's tactical traps, but unfortunately, Rijkaard, as the head coach of the team, reacted slowly...... Therefore, Lao Li was itchy for a while, and couldn't help but sneak into the player's tunnel to 'remind' Rijkaard.

"Hope...... It can help! ”

Lee Tong-beom sat in a chair and watched the game situation on the court with full attention.

Gradually, the muffled man's eyes lit up

(To be continued)