Cardiff City, the capital of Wales, the Millennium Stadium is a new stadium with a capacity of 75,000 fans. The stands were already full of people, and the war between the fans of both sides had already begun.

Watford and Bolton Wanderers are not big teams, and it is surprising that they were able to digest 25,000 tickets, and with a neutral fan phalanx, the support of both teams is showing their skills and trying to overwhelm their opponents in momentum.

As for the winner or loser, no fan on any side has won in this kind of competition in a hundred years.

Lynn also slipped out of the locker room and went to the Yongdao crossing to observe the direction, but it was too far away for him to see clearly.

In a box in the main stand, Little Beauty, who is becoming more and more important in Lynn's heart, and her best friend Rachel accept Lynn's invitation to come to Cardiff City to cheer on Lynn.

"Hi Kate, look it's Lynn!!" Rachel's eyes were sharp, and she saw Lynn who was secretly looking at her on the big screen, pulling the little beauty to stand up and shaking her hand vigorously in Lynn's direction.

It's a pity that Lynn can't see it at all, the black pressure is all heads, it's not the first time, Lynn had to shake his head and go back depressed.

The players who had returned from the warm-up had found their seats and the dressing room was soon quiet.

For the locker room he was assigned to, Lynn had some speculation in his heart, not for anything else, this is the South Locker Room that became famous later, although the court has not been in use for many years, and this notoriety has not yet broken out, but Watford got the South Locker Room to make Lynn a little unsure.

Shaking his head vigorously to drive that trace of uneasiness away from his brain, Lynn looked at his players and said, "Guys, it's time, I don't want to pressure you, but, I still have to say, this is the final!" A final of a national championship! You know its importance as well as I do, we only have one chance, and if we can't win against our opponents, then it's definitely not us who leave here with a smile, and I can't forgive myself, what about you? ”

"We can't forgive either!" The sound is neat.

Lynn nodded, "Good, I'm glad that I agreed with you again, it's a good start!" ”

"I'm going to tell you that, at least in England, most of the fans are watching this game, it's not that they like it, if they're fans, they don't have a choice, that's the monopoly advantage"

There was an immediate burst of laughter from below, they knew what the boss was going to say, and this was a good opportunity for them to make a name for themselves.

Suddenly, Lynn waved his arm vigorously, and his words were also imposing, "Don't forget the million pounds!" Oh my goodness, a penny can fill an entire room! ”

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This time it's hilarious.

Lynn raised his arms forward, stopped the players' laughter, and continued to add fuel to the fire with a seductive face, "The most important thing is, guys, win today, and we will go to Europe next season!" ”

"Go to Europe!"

"Go to Europe! Banzai! ”

At the end of the day, Lynn didn't forget to joke with his players, "Guys, remember, Europe is ours, the beauties have been undressed, just waiting for you, don't soften at the critical moment, that's a shame, men!" ”

After walking out of the locker room, Boris had not yet woken up from his excitement, still holding Lynn's hand and babbling about something, slurred.

Lynn stopped, looked at Boris and smiled, "At the start of the season, we thought we could get to where we are today. No! However, we did it, so, Boris, we can definitely win! No one can stop us! Trust me, the winner has to be Watford! No surprises! ”

Boris blushed and shouted, "Yes, no one can, the champion must be ours!" ”

"Good!" Lynn patted Boris on the shoulder, "We also have a consensus. ”

Saying that, the hands of the two were tightly clasped together, and Lynn could feel the sweat in Boris's palms.

The race is on.

Ten minutes passed, in the box, the little beauty looked at her friend boredly, Rachel watched the game with great interest, and shouted excitedly from time to time, but she couldn't lift her spirits, only when he appeared on the big screen, she would be a little excited.

She doesn't have much contact with football on weekdays, although she has a lot of sports cells, but tennis is her favorite, and for football, she really lacks professional knowledge, even an ordinary fan is much better than her.

Looking at the tens of thousands of excited fans, she was a little bored.

She found it boring, but others didn't, at least the intensity of the competition was adrenaline-pumping all the time!

Even in such an important final, there was no time wasted on either side, and Watford, after a flurry of opening attacks to no avail, immediately readjusted the tempo, retreated into their own half, regrouped and began to press slowly.

As Lynn predicted, Sam Allardyce intended to shrink his defence as soon as he came up, a style of play that has been questioned, but for Bolton, it is the best option, and it is difficult to say how long his team can hold out.

Before the game, in the media's predictions, Watford had a higher chance of winning, but it did not mean that Bolton did not have a chance, on the contrary, Allardyce believed that his team had a higher chance of winning, for the simple reason that Watford was not good at attacking, but had to use attack against himself, and he believed that a young man like Lynn John would never accept a penalty shootout!

Allardyce had no doubts about his own judgment, and the facts have proven it

"Wow! Didier Deschamps tries a long-range shot! Hit a corner kick on a Bolton defender! It was Watford's sixth shot on target, but Bolton defended well and Watford were yet to find a breakthrough for Bolton. ”

Watford's starting line-up for this game was more attacking than the attacking side, and Lynn had to strengthen the attacking force in the middle after losing Phillips, and more involved in the attack with the players in the midfield.

To Allardyce's surprise, Lynn placed Norton as a central striker, and his task was to be nailed to Bolton's penalty area and become the bridgehead of the whole team.

On either side are Glen Schal and Parker, who have strong breakthrough ability, and behind Norton is Klose, who is more versatile than other players, and he can not only be a charging forward, but also a shadow forward or a forward midfielder.

The two midfielders are Deschamps and Barry, their defensive combination is currently the most effective pair of Watford, Deschamps' experience and Barry's wide range control ability, in the control of the opponent's counterattack in Lynn's opinion, because of Bolton's tactical reasons, Lynn also asked the two to take turns to participate in the attack in the middle at the right time.

At the back, with Uncle Le's father suspended, Lescott and Abshien took the starting role in central defence, with Dorai and Carrick becoming the two wing-backs.

In this way, the overall speed of Watford's backline was immediately greatly improved, and it was just right to deal with Bolton's quick counter-attack.

Parker's corner kick was taken, Klose, who was focused on by the opponent, did not have a chance to fight for the top, and the landing point was too far, but it was Lescott who jumped high, but unfortunately the opponent was overshadowed, squeezing Lescott's center of gravity crookedly, and the football flew high off the crossbar, and Watford's round of attack was terminated.

Allardyce looked at Watford, who retreated in an orderly manner, and his tightly locked brows never let go, today's game was as he expected from the beginning, Watford attacked aggressively, Bolton took the initiative to shrink, and the line retreated step by step to Bolton's penalty area line, everything went so smoothly, just

No matter how much pressure Bolton's defence put on the opposition, Watford's defensive liliang has not been reduced by this, whether it is in midfield or in the back line, always maintaining three or four people, which makes it difficult for him to deploy counter-attacking players.

What makes Allardyce even more dumbfounded is that Watford's tactics are very rogue and as soon as the Bolton player gets the ball, he will definitely be blocked by the opponent with a minor foul.

What is the lethality of a counterattack? It's speed!

Watford's foul tactics were too resolute and Bolton didn't have time to rush.