Watford were able to control the opponent's attack, but Lynn was not steady, and he had only scruples before, but now that most of the first half had passed since the start of the season, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

After the sale of Joe Cole, there is no player with a lot of spirit in the organization of the attack.

Among the players who are now in charge of Zuihou's pass, whether it is Carrick, Deschamps, Norton, or Glen Shire, etc., although they can pass the ball, they do not have the flash of inspiration required for Zuihou's pass.

In weekday training, Lynn emphasizes the overall liliang and tries to make up for this deficiency with the whole, but now it seems that the effect is not very satisfactory.

The director seems to have become interested in Lynn, and the camera deliberately gave Lynn a close-up, only to see Lynn holding his cheeks, as if he was observing something, his eyes kept staring at the field, and occasionally turned around to say something to the assistant next to him.

"You can see that Coach John doesn't seem to be in a hurry, Watford's defence is fine at the moment, but I guess Watford just want a draw?"

The commentator is really right, Lynn doesn't want to just have a draw, he is discussing with Boris how to put some pressure on Charlton, Watford's counterattack has not been opened, although it can be defended now, but it does not mean that it will not make mistakes, once it is made, it will be a big problem.

"That's not going to work, we need to expand the area of defense and put the defense in front of the front!" Lynn's idea was to squeeze Charlton's space to move, force his opponent to make mistakes, and then let Watford look for opportunities.

"Isn't it too urgent?" Although Boris agreed with Lynn's idea, he felt that the game had only started for more than 20 minutes, and he should wear more time on his opponent.

"It's fine, it's safe, but Charlton is really disappointing." Lynn nodded, did not insist, and listened to Boris's opinion, but Zuihou's words made Boris shake his head and smile bitterly, this Lynn always spoke amazingly.

Lynn dares to say this, because although Charlton has made some adjustments in terms of technique and tactics, he still has not departed from the essence of English football, the most important means is to rush towards Watford's penalty area, the ball is high and floating, in the absence of a strong center, it is difficult to bring much damage to Watford, Le Uncle's ability to deal with it is very easy, even Lescot can also face it calmly.

"Okay, Stewart, nice pass--"

"Uncle Le again, Uncle Le played bravely today, and he basically grabbed the first landing point."

"Charlton should use his brains more, it can't go on like this."

Charlton Athletic's manager, Alan Kirbishley, seemed to be a little unable to sit still, he got up from the dugout and sat down helplessly, and he couldn't do anything but sit there.

It's too early to change people, who will replace them, the current situation can't be changed by changing one person, and the opponent's tactics are too much of a headache for him.

Just as he was thinking about how to open the game, he saw his player cut off the ball by a flying tackle from a Watford player.

It was Dorai, who, after a beautiful tackle, not only blocked the opposition's attack, but also left the football.

Before he could get up, Dorai kicked the ball to Deschamps, who had been not far away and was ready to help.

After winning the ball, Deschamps kept Lynn's tactical requirements firmly in mind.

After the steal at the back, you should immediately send the ball to the gap in the opponent's half, regardless of whether your players are ready or not, Lynn has a sentence Deschamps feels reasonable, "We are not ready, and the opponent is not either, at that time both sides are on the same starting line, both have opportunities!" ”

At this time, it is all about speed!

Of course, Deschamps' pass was not without purpose, he saw that Glen Charles was already kicking off!

The goal is set, and Glen Charles is straight ahead!

Didier Deschamps immediately kicked up a long ball – the ball flew off the air for most of the pitch and down Charlton's right, while their defender Stewart was hesitant to return to the defence.

But he didn't hesitate for long, and Glen Charles was already rushing around him like a wind.

Watford's players can choose whether to cross the halfway line to defend when they are not in danger, and if they don't, their defensive task is to harass the opposition's central midfield.

As soon as Deschamps got the ball after Dorai broke the ball, Glenschal began to move his position and accelerated towards the opposition half.

It's almost a reflex, and one summer, he ran like this over and over again while training.

Although Deschamps's pass is not how subtle it is, the landing point is definitely unique enough, Glen Charles rushed over with all his might, and Charlton's defenders naturally saw the landing point, he should have been able to take advantage, after all, the football is in his favor.

However, the distance made it difficult for him to decide, and with the opposing striker around him, and people were also killed, Watford's counterattack was not a one-man show for Glen Shire.

Although he was a little hesitant, he still rushed over, and could only hope that when he was competing for speed, he could destroy the ball and give his teammates a chance to return to defense.

The commentator of the "Frontcourt Four-on-Two" also held his breath, and the court was quiet.

If you want to talk about speed, this is Glen Charle's ability to stand still, and Charlton's central defender is tall, strong enough, controlling the sky, speed? It's embarrassing.

Before the opponent did, Glenschal got the ball first and didn't stay, letting the opponent entangle, and with the experience of the old guy, a simple foul was enough to make Watford fold.

Pushing forward hard, continuing to take advantage of his speed, Glen Charles rushed over.

And all that was left for Charlton was his back.

After passing this level, Glen Charles immediately turned to the inward cut!

The remaining central defender could only sigh in his heart and rushed forward.

At this time, Charlton's gate was like a beautiful woman stripped naked, and it was picked by you.

Just pounced, and before he could react, the opponent passed the ball directly.

Glen Charles is well aware of his role at this time, and everything is fine with a gentle push, but it is only after a mental struggle that he can suppress the desire in his heart that he can try to get rid of the opponent and then face the goalkeeper directly, and have a chance to form a shot or a goal.

However, the consequences were severe, and he knew that this was less successful than passing, as the manager had emphasised in many tactical lessons.

He could understand from the sinister tone that Lynn had repeatedly revealed that once he did so, even if he scored, he would not have a good time at Watford in the future, and no manager would tolerate an undisciplined player acting recklessly under him.

"Passing--"

"Beautiful! I love you so much--"

"Well done, man, get in there!"

"Come on, baby!"

"Yay!!!!"

A lot of fans gathered in the theme bars, and because it was an away game, only a few of them were able to get to the Valley Stadium, and the vast majority stayed at Watford.

Seeing the opportunity to score, countless people raised their wine glasses and shouted wildly.

Like many Charlton Athletic fans, Alan Kirbishley knew it was over after Glenshire shook off the first interceptor, unless the Watford players themselves didn't want to, and the first goal of the new season was just around the way.

The front of the goal was empty, even the goalkeeper was drawn to the right, and the huge goal was empty.

The outflanked trio weren't huddled together, there were people at every point, with Phillips clearly in the best position in the middle, Klose up front and Norton on the other flank.

No surprises.

The ball didn't roll fast on the grass and headed towards the goal.

In the shot, a figure who is not tall or strong adjusts the center of gravity of his body, stretches out his right foot and gently pushes it――――――

"Phillips—" the narrator's shout lengthened the pitch, "gooooo!!oo ”

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