Chapter 64: A quick response
In contrast to the ease of the Wigan Athletic players, the Chelsea players hurried down the tunnel with their heads down, with no Chelsea fans making a sound, and there were even some disgruntled boos from the audience.
Home team dressing room.
"It's a disgrace to the team!"
It was not Chelsea manager Claudio Ranieri who was the first to speak, but the heart of the team, Frank Lampard, who came through the West Ham Academy and has been here for three seasons.
Frank Lampard was unhappy with his team's performance in the first half.
They were a formidable Chelsea team, but they were one goal behind a League One side in the first half and were booed by Chelsea supporters for the first time in three seasons.
John Terry is captain but he's too young, Frank Lampard dominates the dressing room a lot of the time and he has always been direct in the same way he plays.
"We can play better!" Lampard looked at his team-mates in front of him.
Manager Claudio Ranieri was standing next to him, interpreting what Lampard had to say. The Italian has been in England for a few years, but he is still very unfamiliar with English, and he can understand simple words, but he can't understand more complicated words, so the translator follows him at any time.
Because of this, in the dressing room, it is difficult for Ranieri to take the initiative, and it is more about the players communicating with each other, even if he arranges the tactics, it is difficult to talk too finely.
The good thing is that Chelsea are a strong team and the stars are very understanding.
Ranieri simply can't cope with the current situation, he can't use Italian to boost morale, the players don't understand, and the taste changes when it comes out of the translator's mouth.
It was Frank Lampard who stepped up.
'We are Chelsea, strong Chelsea, we are now at the top of the Premier League and what are they? A promoted team from League One! β
"The gap between us is too big for us to miss! If we do lose at Stamford Bridge, you know what will happen! What those reporters will say, what will the fans think of us! β
'In the second half you have to pick yourself up and keep attacking! We should put further pressure on their defence. Fight for more set-pieces and corners, we have a lot of chances, we have to take them, and ...... Don't give the other person another chance, especially that number three! It's hard to imagine that he scored a goal for us by himself......"
At this point, Lampard didn't go on for Terry's feelings, but everyone understood what he meant.
The Chelsea players were holding their breath too.
Like Frank Lampard said, they're Chelsea, they're big names, but now at Stamford Bridge, at half-time, they're one behind, and the whole team is not as valuable as two or three of them.
They are not reconciled!
'We can't give them any chances in the second half, and we have to score quickly to equalise and then play!"
Ranieri finally came forward and concluded.
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In the visiting dressing room, Jewell is explaining the tactics of the second half.
'You did a good job in the first half, we had a goal advantage, which we didn't expect before, but we can't be happy too soon, there is still half to go, and the pressure will be even more in the second half!'
"In the second half, our focus was still on the defensive ...... It's all about defending, at the beginning, Zhang and Nathan, the two of you have to be involved in the defense, they will definitely attack big at the beginning, it will definitely be a more fierce attack than in the first half! If we want to win, we have to hold on. β
'It's only thirty minutes, no, twenty minutes, if they haven't scored yet, they're going to be impatient, they're going to make more mistakes, then we can breathe a sigh of relief and maybe even have good chances, so I ask you to hold on for the first twenty minutes! As long as you can do it for 20 minutes without conceding a goal, victory is in sight! β
After explaining the tactics, Jewell began to say something that had nothing to do with tactics, but were related to the game.
"We're Wigan Athletic, a Wigan team, a League One promoted team! What about opponents? That's Chelsea, now at the top of the Premier League, who spent 100 million euros on a team that bought stars in the summer! β
"No one is optimistic about us!"
'The journalists, the fans, even the Wigan fans, don't think very much of us, so if we were the last winners and we won the game and we got closer to the next round of the Carabao Cup, it would have been amazing! Can you imagine what other people would think of us? Jewell asked aloud.
"Their mouths will crack in surprise!" Barnes replied, then amused by his answer.
Brekin glanced disdainfully and said excitedly, "If you want me to say, there will be more girls who will fall in love with me, and when I go to the bar in the future, there will be beautiful girls who will take the initiative to send them to the door......" said with a lewd smile on his face.
This 'truth' made Jewell's face turn blue.
No football coach wants to see his players living in misconduct and even brag about it in the dressing room.
But he couldn't do anything about Brecking and Riddle.
The private lives of these two guys are a mess, but it has not affected training and games, even if he wants to manage it, there is no reason, not to mention, the two of them are the core of the team and a rear general...... He couldn't do anything if he wanted to.
It's impossible to stop the two of them from participating in the competition just because they don't sleep with their girlfriends at night, right? Then it's not about punishing them, it's about punishing his team.
"If you want me to say, the most important thing is that there will be more fans who know about us, yes, especially more female ......fans," Zhang Tiehan added in a whisper. However, everyone could hear the rough voice clearly, and Jewell's face darkened, and he thought that Brejin had 'broken' the young man.
Zhang Tiehan looked at the coach cautiously before he said loudly, "If you win Chelsea, those beautiful Chelsea female fans will definitely change positions, fall in love with Wigan Athletic, fall in love with me, and think about being surrounded by beautiful female fans who support the opponent, then it must be ...... Well...... Hmph......"
The crowd was dumbfounded.
Ridell gave Zhang Tiehan a thumbs up, "Zhang, I originally thought Ian's dream was unrealistic enough, your dream ...... If we win and you walk up to a bunch of Chelsea female fans and they're going to throw rotten eggs at you! β
"I'm just talking about it." Zhang Tiehan rolled his eyes and said.
"Really? Don't all women like to conquer? We beat Chelsea, it's called conquest! That's what my brother told me? Barnes said with some confusion.
Bregin's eyes lit up, "Who is your brother?" β
Jewell really can't stand it, if it continues like this, the football game will become a love action movie, "Okay, that's it, there are still a few minutes, you should rest." β
Everyone sat down with a smile in their hands.
By the time we walked out of the dressing room towards half-time, they were still talking about what the Chelsea women fans would throw at them if they had won.
In line with the principle that 'practice is the only criterion for testing truth', Zhang Tiehan proposed to try it after the game, and this statement was unanimously agreed.
The premise is, of course, to win the game.
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The second half began.
Jewell no longer had the composure of halftime, he stood on the sidelines watching the game, his face full of anxiety.
With the start of the second half still less than a few minutes away, Chelsea's attack was getting stronger and harder, and he had to keep an eye on his own goal, lest in the blink of an eye, Chelsea would score.
Chelsea went on a half-time siege with more intensity than in the first. Under that kind of offensive, it is no exaggeration to say that even if the team has a few more people, there will be no gap on the field.
The Wigan Athletic players all put away their minds and nervously threw themselves into the game.
A mistake, a careless, the opponent may score, not to mention, under the opponent's offensive, often make mistakes, and occasionally be counter-robbed by the opponent Wigan Athletic.
There was a lot of noise in front of goal, and they could feel it every moment as if Chelsea were scoring in the next second, and if it wasn't for goalkeeper Phelan's performance, Chelsea would have equalised long ago.
They had a difficult first half and now they realise that Chelsea didn't play very well in the first half.
Chelsea now, it's as if every attack breaks their goal. Attack after attack, like a storm, hit their defense, and everyone in the team retreated to the vicinity of the penalty area, relying entirely on their bodies to block the gun's hole.
But the second half has just begun.
Twenty minutes doesn't sound like a long time, but many people don't know the bottom in their hearts, in the face of such a powerful offensive, can they really hold it?
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Zhang Tiehan wore a white away jersey that had turned gray and was covered in dirt and grass clippings. In a few minutes, he didn't know how many times Lu Dao fell, and he didn't know how many times Lu Dao blocked the opponent's shot with his body.
The only thing he remembers clearly is that he made two steals. But within a few seconds, the opponent snatched the ball away.
That's really frustrating.
Getting the ball in your own half and not being able to keep it at all, maybe it makes more sense to kick it off the touchline than to try to launch a counter-attack, which at least buys time.
Chelsea were attacking so hard that they couldn't fight back.
Originally, Zhang Tiehan still felt that Jewell's tactics were a bit conservative, but now he understands that Jewell is right, and it is impossible for them to attack if they want to, even if he is in the front court, it is impossible for them to receive the ball, because they don't even have room to pass the ball.
Bunches of people, either teammates or opposing players, it's good to be able to kick the ball with a big kick, don't say anything about normal passing.
Thankfully, the goal hasn't been conceded yet.
Looking at the score on the scoreboard, Zhang Tiehan exhaled a long breath and continued to devote himself to defense.
'Chelsea's attack was fierce and they laid siege to Wigan Athletic's half. Commentator Alfie said: "It's not the same as the first half, where Wigan Athletic had the occasional dangerous counter-attack, but now their strikers are centre-backs. β
'If it goes on like this, we're concerned about when Chelsea will be able to score. We can understand Wigan Athletic boss Jewell's approach, against a strong Chelsea side with a one-goal advantage in hand, they are victorious if they keep the goal, but looking at the current situation, it is not easy for them to keep the goal! β
Alfi's view is widely recognised and so is the sentiment of Chelsea fans, who are now not worried about their own goals, just when the team will score.
Although the game was behind, they watched it with relish.
It's always been Chelsea who are attacking, they just appreciate the attack, but when they don't score, they are still secretly anxious and start to 'boo' Wigan Athletic's ugly tactics.
There's no way they can't help it.
Any football skills and cooperation, facing the team in the penalty area with an 'iron bucket formation', the effect will not be too great, Chelsea's attack is fierce, but the number of shots that are really threatening is not much, if you don't score for a long time, it is useless to have an advantage in the situation.
Now, Chelsea's biggest threat is set-pieces.
The Wigan Athletic players have also noticed this, they have minimised fouls, but they are crowded, and with such a fierce attack, a foul is better than a goal, and they must also use fouls to stop the opponent.
And so they held out for fifteen minutes.
This time, Chelsea were given a free-kick opportunity, which was about 20 meters from the goal, and Zhang Tiehan estimated that if he kicked a direct shot close to the ground, as long as he could pass through the wall, it would not be a problem to score the ball.
The location is quite dangerous!
Wigan Athletic goalkeeper John Phelan was as cautious as his opponent.
"Look at them!" Ridell organizes the human wall and defense, Zhang Tiehan is considered tall in the team, he is also a member of the human wall, standing on the far right, and next to him is Terry, who happens to defend Terry.
"Watch his movements, don't let him grab points!" Ridell reminded.
Zhang Tiehan's task is to defend Terry.
Frank Lampard and Crespo stood at the penalty spot and waited for the referee to blow the whistle.
The referee glanced in the direction of the wall and blew the whistle, Crespo took a step back, jogged forward and swung his foot on the ball.
Terry, who was staring at Zhang Tiehan, wanted to run forward, and he hurried to follow, but at the same time, he saw the football flying behind him.
Most people thought Crespo would get the ball over the heads of his team-mates, including goalkeeper Firan, but instead he opted to shoot and the ball spun around the wall and into the far post.
"Direct Shot ββ!" Alfi exclaimed.
By the time Phelan pounced, the ball had grazed the post and spun into the goal...... It's late!
βGoalοΌ The ball is in! Direct free-kick from Argentine striker Crespo! β
Alfi instantly shouted.
Other media that are following the game are also competing to discuss it.
'Wigan Athletic did a good job, they held on for more than 60 minutes and it's still a draw, so they can be proud of that.'
'Chelsea are really too strong, their squad is too flashy, Crespo, Frank Lampard, Hasselbaink and other players are not comparable to Wigan Athletic.
"If it hadn't come up and scored a goal, Wigan Athletic would have been hard pressed to hold on until now."
"Wigan Athletic are very tenacious, they have players like the number 13, like their core Andy Riddle, after this game, there will definitely be more people who know them."
"But after all, it's always a League One team, and it's too far from the top of the Premier League......
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Zhang Tiehan, who had been staring at Terry nervously, stood up immediately as he watched the football fly over, and then saw the football fly into the goal, he hammered his chest with his fist, making a bang-
What about him!
Terry, who was on the side, wanted to pounce on the goal to celebrate, but seeing the action and sound, Terry was startled and thought to himself, this guy ...... It's too barbaric, you have to be careful.
The opposing players and fans were celebrating the goal, and Zhang Tiehan looked at each other with a rough pant.
The scoreboard was rewritten to '1:1' and they led the whole game before being equalised and the situation was immediately unfavourable.
Zhang Tiehan pursed his lips and stared at the Chelsea players who were running back after celebrating their goals.
He is unwilling, very unwilling!
If they continue like this, they will definitely lose, the draw is only defensive, what is the way out, he feels that he has to do something.
"Andy, we should attack!" Zhang Tiehan found Ridell and said, he pursed the corners of his mouth, looking unwilling, "If this continues, we will lose." β
Ridell touched his head and looked at the other side with a frown, "Maybe what you say makes sense, but what can we do?" β
The opponent is Chelsea, even Ridell knows the gap between the team and the other party, his level is good, but the team is not all the same as him.
It's hard to fight with a real offense.
Zhang Tiehan was also a little hesitant, he was not impulsive, he just felt that he would lose if he continued like this, but how to do it, he was not the captain, not the core, not the coach, and he didn't know what to do at all.
"Like we did against Derby?" He said.
"You said that you would normally go to fight against the other party?" Ridell hesitated.
But after thinking about it left and right, Ridell still nodded, not that he cared much about Zhang Tiehan's opinion, but in the current situation, if he continues to defend, he will definitely lose.
Ridell glanced in the direction of the coach's bench and saw Jewell, but the game was about to start and he didn't have time to talk to the coach. And he's the captain of the team, and he has to do some temporary command and even tactical changes.
"Okay, just try." Ridell decided to come down.
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By the time the Chelsea fans were still reining in the goal, the game was already underway.
Ellington knocked the ball back to his teammates, ran to the front himself, and Zhang Tiehan also rushed up as soon as possible. Wings Makaloch and Chris Lynch also snapped in from the wings, with only Riddle slowly moving forward with the ball at the back.
Just after kick-off, Wigan Athletic had five players scattered into the Chelsea half.
The Chelsea players suddenly remembered the goal at the beginning of the game, the surprise attack, counter-attack, and the formation of opportunities, and now the ball is at the opponent's feet, there is no counter-attack, but they still cautiously put up a defensive formation.
They are somewhat dismissive!
They are very confident in the strength of the team, and if it is not for the sneak attack, it is impossible for the opponent to really push the attack to break through their defense.
They have that confidence!
So the Chelsea players were not in a hurry, they just put up a defensive formation to block Wigan Athletic's attack.
They want their opponents to play like this.
If the opponent pulls out space to attack, then the defense will not be so solid, and then it will be their chance, otherwise they may not score again in the face of the iron bucket formation.
The one-to-one result is not something that the Chelsea players can accept.
What they need is victory.
Ranieri in the coach's box was the same, he smiled relaxed when he saw the opponent attacking.
"They were too young, too impulsive, to play against my team...... They are not yet eligible. The Italian thought.
on the pitch.
The ball was handed to Makalocchi on the wing.
Makalocchi's individual skills were among the best in the team, and when he received the ball, he managed to get rid of Joe Cole and burst into the line quickly.
"It's Makalocchi, he's fast!" Alfi said.
In the previous games, Wigan Athletic has been defending, and there is no offensive and defensive battle with Chelsea at all, their offensive ability is not reflected at all, except for Zhang Tiehan and Ellington's occasional performances, other players have no chance to show their strength at all.
Now it's different.
Makalocchi was a standout man on the ball after getting past Joe Cole, his pace was quite fast, and Frank Lampard, who started at the same time, was left behind.
Frank Lampard is not good at speed, but he can pull down Joe Cole and Frank Lampard, and Macarocchi's performance can be seen.
All eyes were on Makarocchi.
Before reaching the baseline, Makalocchi passed the ball and he smashed the ball with his heel to Riddle, who was on his heel.
Riddle's position was not good, he was close to the touchline, more than seven or eight metres in front of him was the corner of the box, with Frank Lampard coming in front of him and the opposition midfielder Claude Makelele at his side.
He didn't even have time to look up into the restricted area!
The moment Ridell received the ball, he had already observed the surrounding situation, and he immediately passed the ball to the penalty area.
It's a reluctant choice.
No one expected any accuracy from Riddle's passes, so the Chelsea players didn't care, but it wasn't until the ball fell that they noticed a player in a white shirt running forward before the ball landed.
"Stop him!"
"Don't let him get the ball!"
"Attention!" The Chelsea players shouted to alert their team-mates.
Wigan Athletic had two people in front of him, one was Zhang Tiehan and the other was Ellington, Terry was defending Ellington, and it was the team's central defender Desailly who was running forward close to Zhang Tiehan.
Desailly is a 35-year-old veteran, and a year ago, he was an impassable "gate" in the French team's defense.
He is tall, has great strength and speed, and has excellent positional awareness.
He had noticed Zhang Tiehan before, this young man made the captain Terry very helpless, he must have some strength, but Desailly didn't care, his experience allowed him to find a good position.
At this time, he was not so laid-back.
He followed Zhang Tiehan's side and kept squeezing the other party hard, but the other party was not affected much, and he himself felt like he was squeezed on the iron pillar, and his muscles hurt when he bumped--
This young man's bones are so hard!
Desailly didn't have time to sigh, the football had already flown down, he gritted his teeth and ran desperately forward, but he couldn't keep up with the opponent no matter what, he could only try his best to interfere.
At this time, Zhang Tiehan suddenly jumped up in the rhythm of running, and to Desailly's surprise, the other party didn't look back at all, and jumped directly.
What is he going to do?
Desailly was a little confused.
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Ball, flying over!
When Ridel passed the ball, Zhang Tiehan happened to look carefully, and his excellent eyes let him know the location of the football for the first time, and he didn't look back again, and he knew what he should do.
Here's your chance.
"This goal must go in!" He roared inwardly and jumped up from the spot with all his might.
He jumped quite high!
Many fans recorded the scene with their eyes, and they watched the number 13 rise from the ground, and behind him, Desailly also jumped, but when it reached the highest point, it was only to the opponent's shoulder.
Zhang Tiehan raised a little more......
The Chelsea fans in the audience couldn't help but exclaim as they saw Zhang Tiehan's head come into close contact with the football.
Hard! Shake your head!
"Let's go inββ!"
With a loud roar, the ball suddenly changed direction and flew towards the far corner of the goal.
Everyone in the audience held their breath.
They saw the jumping figure, they saw the ball collide with his head, they saw Chelsea goalkeeper JosΓ© Cudicini make a cool save.
"Hoo ......"
Cudicini made a save, and he judged the direction quite correctly, stretched out his long arm and jumped hard from the ground.
But the reaction was a beat slower after all.
By the time Cudicini pounced, the ball had already skimmed the goal-line, slammed into the grass and bounced high into the net.
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