One hundred and twelve, self-confidence
"Oh, oh, oh"
In Watford's pubs and pubs, fans were singing out of tune as they waited for the win to come, and time was running out for Chelsea to attack, unable to open up.
"Fouled, Joe Cole was tackled by his former teammate Gareth Barry again, oh! Red! That seems too harsh, doesn't it? ”
"Shit! This bitch referee must have collected the money! ”
"Black Whistle! Don't let me touch it! ”
"I really want to give him a shot"
"And that traitor!"
The red card instantly infuriated the Watford fans, and a burst of shouts erupted.
In the camera, Lynn clasped his hands to his chest and didn't seem to have much of an opinion on the red card, Barry and the innocent look stood there, and the other Watford players were still complaining to the referee.
That 'traitor' Joe Cole didn't do anything, just silently tidied up his shin guards, and then quietly got back to his feet, ready to continue the game.
When Barry was forced off the pitch, he looked at head coach Lynn worriedly, but unexpectedly got a thumbs up, and his mood calmed down.
'Time is running out, Chelsea have to pick up the tempo of the game and now they have one more person, maybe it's a turning point!!'
The commentator was right, there were less than ten minutes left in the game, and they were still two goals behind, so they had to hurry, otherwise even if there was a numerical advantage, it would not make much sense.
Ranieri immediately made a substitution, replacing a defender Le Socks, replacing Gudjohnsen with Liliang to strengthen the attack.
Lynn also warmed up Deschamps, Barry's position is critical, can't be empty, although Parker can go back to top a top, but Parker's physical consumption in this game is very large, he not only has to take on the task of defending Zola, but also put into the offense.
"Robin, are you here to watch the game, or are you here for excitement?" Gibson, who was forcibly pulled by Robin to watch the game, was a little dissatisfied.
Before he got off work, he was dragged by Robin to this bar to watch Watford play, but, to be honest, this Robin was really out of tune.
There are several girls in this bar today.
As a result, this guy's eyes kept looking over there.
At halftime, Gibson felt a little embarrassed to talk to him, but he didn't succeed.
"Watching the ball? Brooke, you don't insult character, do you think I understand football? If it weren't for that damn Lynn, I'd come to play? Robin was permanent.
Gibson couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, pointed to Robin's big fat face and said with certainty, "You're a scoundrel!" ”
"Xiexie compliment!" Robin didn't have the slightest sense of shame.
Gibson didn't want to talk nonsense, so he lowered his voice and asked, "How's your Jihua going?" ”
Robin looked around for a moment before replying quietly, "Not bad, as long as Lynn—" said and pointed to the TV screen, "Win, and the other teams can win more, then that damn old man won't be able to run away!" ”
Although it sounds like that, Gibson is no longer the same person he once was, and he thinks about the problem more comprehensively, and he says with a little worry, "What if someone else interferes?" Bates doesn't just have to sell to you, does he? ”
Robin's face was stunned, this question was what he was most worried about, although there was no at the moment, but no one dared to guarantee that no one would intervene, he nodded helplessly, "If that's the case, we may have to pay more or earn a fortune to be kicked out." ”
“Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal!!! Our Zola! Goals at crucial moments help us get our hope back! There is still time, there is still a chance! There's only one ball left! The narrator shouted in a long voice.
"Hell!" After Robin's mood plummeted, he couldn't help but curse when he saw Chelsea score.
Back at Stamford Bridge, the stands were already boiling and the fans were showing a lot of enthusiasm to create an even more frenetic atmosphere, and the game was not over yet, and a lot could happen in a few minutes.
Parker went to fill Barry's place, and after a hard fight, Dorai's physical strength could no longer keep up, and he could no longer lock Zora as rigidly as before.
This time, it was Zola who shook continuously, deceived Dorai, and suddenly cut inside into the penalty area, and before Lescott blocked, he suddenly shot with a kick!
Without warning, the Watford goalkeeper didn't have time to react.
After Lynn saw it, he also waved his arm depressedly, turned his head and sat back in his position, and Deschamps, who was about to play, turned around to look at Lynn and asked if the substitution would continue.
After seeing Lynn's affirmative reply, Deschamps came on and replaced Klose, leaving Norton alone in the frontcourt.
Obviously, for a few minutes in Zuihou, Lynn was going to defend to the death, although there was only one ball advantage left, Lynn didn't feel any difference.
When the game resumed, Watford suddenly put on a big attacking look, which kept the Chelsea team busy, and when they organized their defence, they found Watford quickly retreating.
Damn, fooled! Every Chelsea player secretly scolded Watford for not being authentic, and it was almost a minute after such a delay.
Knowing that time is of the essence now, they didn't celebrate after scoring a goal, they just went back to their own half and waited for kick-off.
This is good, and it was found back all of a sudden.
Breathing back their anger, Chelsea launched a fierce attack on Watford's goal, wave after wave, and there was no sign of stopping.
At Watford, the fans who were still cheering and celebrating just now were long gone, and most of them clung to the corner of the table, looking nervously at the field, for fear that they would not see any of them, and the team would fly away with three points.
And the Blues fans were in a complete frenzy, and their shouts and cheers seemed to turn the whole stadium upside down!
The frenetic atmosphere makes all the guests feel suffocated.
Ranieri also ran to the sidelines, waving his hand to signal the team to press forward and solve the problem as soon as possible.
Lynn naturally couldn't sit still, but his face was absolutely calm and scary, at this time, every member of the Watford coaching staff was nervous and apprehensive on their faces, only Lynn, with his hands in his pants pockets, stood there straight, calmly watching the game.
He knows that he can definitely bring a little help to the players on his field, look, your head coach doesn't take this jiashi seriously at all, the opponent has nothing to worry about, you just need to play according to the team's jihua.
If a manager has no self-confidence, why should he ask his players to insist, so Lynn has always believed that as a head coach, no matter at any time, he can't let his inner truth be in the eyes of others, and he should give people the impression of always being so confident.
No matter how dangerous the situation is!
One less person is not the end of Shijie, and Lynn's letting Deschamps bring the players on the field means that everyone runs more and makes up for Barry's loss.
Watford have been through the situation on the pitch many times, it is one-sided, and the home team Chelsea is under siege.
Norton, who remained in front, was forced to retreat to midfield to participate in the defense, only to be yelled back by Didier Deschamps.
With Norton up front, Chelsea have to keep at least two men to watch, and if not, it's Chelsea with an extra attacking liliang.
Joe Cole almost became the engine of Chelsea, with Chelsea's attacking rush to Watford's door.
It can be said that Watford is struggling to support, and the edge of the penalty area is the focus of contention between the two sides, the addition of Deschamps has greatly eased the situation, and Parker has teamed up with Dorai again to see Zola, who has been active for a while.
Watford's counter-attack was nowhere to be found, and as soon as they got the ball, they had an idea to kick this damn ball as far and high as possible!
From time to time, Norton suddenly started to chase the slim ball.
It didn't seem to make much sense, but it forced Chelsea to keep enough liliang to keep the kid.
"Ahh