It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with his teammates' panic, and the roar of Quinn, Sunderland's main center, sounded on the field.

"Cheer up !!"

Coach Reid glanced at the anxious Quinn and was not surprised by Quinn's dissatisfaction, even he himself felt a little anxious, and he could no longer find the confident look after the victory over Arsenal.

Sunderland's defence was crumbling under the onslaught of the opposition, and according to his pre-match arrangement, it was to use the defense to demoralize the opponent, and then use Quinn to establish a support point in the frontcourt, and the other players took the opportunity to counterattack.

However, his carefully arranged tactics completely collapsed under the blows of the other party.

Sunderland's defence was heavily fortified in the middle, but Watford were so happy that they were too tired to do both.

Now Reed has a bit of a headache he doesn t know how to contain the other side according to the normal situation the most way to break the opponent's side attack is to use the side attack to suppress the other party but

'Damn it again' just as Reed was pondering in his mind, Watford launched another round of attacks.

Watching the opposition players run wild in their own defence, this time again with luck helping, Watford's outflanked header was deflected wide.

What's next? Luck doesn't always come with you, let alone falling behind.

"Still can't break that cycle?" Reed spun around several times, frustrated to find that he really couldn't help it, and his mind remembered the damn home-and-away law again.

Sunderland have always been inexplicably passive since the away game, and this time it seems to be the case again, and Reid feels that he is really unlucky.

In the fortieth minute, Watford's efforts finally paid off.

Lynn also gave instructions from the sidelines, asking the players on the pitch to do something in the middle when appropriate.

This time, it was Parker who suddenly broke through in the middle and broke up the already exhausted Sunderland defense at once.

Before the opposition could make up the defence form, Parker's powerful shot from the edge of the box was effective to give Watford a two-goal lead.

"The big picture is decided!" Lynn proudly announced the results to her coaching staff on the sidelines.

When half-time came, Lynn didn't immediately enter the dressing room, but piggybacked on the frustrated visiting players, and it was clear from their mental state that the opponent's psychology was close to a complete collapse, and he went in satisfied.

Lynn was not mistaken, the Sunderland players felt that everything was a nightmare today, and they came to Watford with confidence and suffered an unprecedented heavy blow, which was really unbearable.

It's not unheard of on the wing, but it's the first time I've encountered a wing attack that is so flexible and resolute and switches so quickly.

Some of them are at a loss, or they are exhausted.

The opponent's repeated assaults made them basically lose the confidence to continue the game, and even had a trace of fear for the next 45 minutes.

The joy of beating Arsenal in the last game is no longer to be found. Could it be that this promoted team is better than Arsenal?

In the locker room of the home team, Lynn was full of smiles, and this result completely reassured him, because the original anxiety caused by the change of tactics had long been thrown out of the clouds.

This is a praise that the boss has never had before, and almost every player has been praised, especially Kang Nanli, who played bravely, his face was flushed with Lynn's praise, and it looked like this guy was going crazy again in the second half.

Deschamps watched carefully in the corner, and couldn't help but admire Lynn's ability to control his mind.

"They have no ability to resist anymore, guys, in the second half, give them some more ruthlessness, the first fifteen minutes, don't be afraid to waste your physical strength, rush up fiercely, like wolves, those little sheep are the food in your mouth"

Boris couldn't help but secretly pull Lynn, he felt a little scared, Lynn was really too much this time, didn't it make the team proud?

Lynn knew what Boris meant, although he knew that Boris's caution was right, but he was already sure in his heart that Sunderland would no longer have the strength to fight back, as long as he knocked out the opponent within fifteen minutes, everything would not be a problem.

So he gave the other party a reassuring look.

"Tear them apart, ravage them hard, don't be soft-hearted, this is our first home game, and it is also the best time for you to prove yourself to Shijie!!"

"We're going to ――――――"

Lynn suddenly raised her hand and roared.

"Tear them apart!" The players all screamed, and Boris couldn't help but worry about these guys who were red in their eyes, what if they couldn't control it.

It's still the habit of last season, Lynn likes to leave the players with a few minutes of independent events, and as soon as he walked out of the locker room door, Lynn turned around and whispered to Boris, "Don't worry, today is just a special case, and there will be no more in the future." ”

Reid was a little aggrieved, and during his fifteen-minute break, he managed to boost his morale, and the first attack collided with the aggressive Watford.

People don't mean to retreat, Reed really wants to see what is going on in that guy's head, Weishenme doesn't play according to the rules.

Sunderland's players on the pitch are a bit of a mess.

Originally, Reed's offensive tactics were very reluctant, and their confidence was not very sufficient.

From the start, Watford pounced on him with a fierce force.

As soon as the kick-off was kick-off, Graveson opened the signal for Watford's counterattack with a ferocious tackle!

Some people are holding back, and some people are trying to prove themselves, especially Quinn!

It's a pity that his persistence has no effect, without the cooperation of his teammates, he can only watch his opponent wreak havoc everywhere, and he has no way to stop it

In Lynn's house, Robin came to get cheap again, anyway, Lynn has a lot of wine, and he doesn't drink it himself, so Robin, who pays attention to taste, naturally won't let it go.

Good things, there must always be someone to share, originally there was a beautiful woman from Australia in his team who made him quite excited, but Miss Lylith seemed to be not interested in Robin's invitation at all except for her own professional dedication.

Robin had no choice but to cheapen Gibson, giving the former scientist who had become a businessman a good opportunity to tainish social habits.

"It's really like that, Brooke, you're always more professional than me, look at this jiashi, Watford has a chance" said Robin, pointing to the roof.

Gibson glanced at Robin disdainfully, and said angrily, "Aren't you learning about football?" Can't see such an obvious problem? ”

Robin was a little embarrassed, but he told Lynn that he was learning football, but it was just a superficial thing, and it was a little difficult for him to really understand football.

As soon as he saw Robin's appearance, Gibson knew that he had asked in vain, this guy must just not understand, and helplessly explained, "Lynn is running into a soft persimmon, if it were other teams, he wouldn't be so easy!" ”

Robin suddenly jumped up, took out a newspaper beside him, trembled, and shouted proudly, "Brooke, I don't understand it at all, you see, in the last round, people beat Arsenal, Arsenal!" Got it? Still soft persimmons? ”

"Pathetic to you!" For the idiot-like Robin, Gibson disdained to explain.

"Yay, another goal! Great! I'm going to have Lynn hemorrhage tonight! Robin didn't care about Gibson's sarcasm, his mind had already flown to the post-game.

Gibson has a bit of a headache, this Robin is really a living treasure, and he now feels that Lynn is actually quite pitiful.

Just as Gibson and Robin were arguing, Watford, who were attacking strongly, finally broke through Sunderland's bottom defense, and Klose headed in to expand the score to three!

Sunderland is completely devastated!

A close-up of Lynn's coquettish appearance appeared on the TV screen, the youngest manager in the Premier League, who did not celebrate with his assistants, but stood firmly outside the baffle, holding his hands to his chest, which was a bit stylish.

"Shameless guy, you know how to pretend" The two bad friends in his family are not good.