One hundred and thirteen, obediently, too hanging
"What did your father and mother do to give birth to you!"
When Lynn got home, he saw that Robin had ruined his home and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and there was a blonde sleeping on his couch, as for the origin, Lynn didn't have to guess to know what Robin had done.
The mood of the big haode is now all ruined.
Although Zuihou was too embarrassed for a few minutes, he managed to hold on to a victory and was finally worthy of himself.
However, at the press conference, Lynn uncharacteristically praised Chelsea as a club, in short, although the chairman is a nobody, but in no way, it does not affect his admiration for the spirit of the Blues, especially the unwavering support of the Blues fans, which also touched Lynn from the heart.
This nonsense made a large group of reporters at the scene feel that what happened today was fantastic, and how this guy who rarely left virtue under his mouth changed his character.
Lynn is despising these dumbfounded reporters in his heart, how can he know the uncle's thoughts, he will stay in the Blues in the future, if he offends the Blues fans, he will have to work hard to repair it, we are not stupid, but we don't do that dumbfounded, praise a few words, and it doesn't cost anything.
It's a pity, how did he know that all his thoughts were wasted, he won others, and he still expected people to talk about his goodness, is it really a fan of two?
When I got home, I saw such an unsightly ugliness, even though Robin and the girl were still well-dressed and drunk like dead pigs.
Alasββββ
With a heavy sigh, Lynn walked upstairs, found a few of her own change of clothes and stuffed them into a bag, turned around and left
This endgame master doesn't have the energy to clean it up, since Robin dares to toss, he will be responsible for it.
Before leaving, Lynn also turned the girl's face around, and after glancing at it, she despised Robin's taste even more.
"Alas, hunger does not choose food and cold! The ancients could not be deceived! Unexpectedly, Robin's grade is getting lower and lower. β
Conscious of being ashamed of this slut, Lynn hurried away from her home.
Everyone has curiosity, and after Lynn got into his car, he remembered that he knew about Robin and Brooke watching the game together, how could this be?
I quickly pulled out the phone and dialed Brooke.
"Damn Lynn, don't you look at the time?" Brooke's roar came through the microphone, as if he had been prepared, and Lynn's phone was far away from his ears early.
Lynn didn't want to bow her head so much and endure it, and also roared at the microphone, "What did you do to Robin, how did you get like this?" β
"What happened to Robin Robin?" Apparently, Gibson didn't know what was going on.
"Come and see for yourself at my house, don't tell me you don't have the key!" After saying that, Lynn hung up the phone, and then lay on the steering wheel hahadaxiao
When Lynn returned home the next day, the house was already empty, but it was all cleaned up, presumably Gibson's handiwork.
Although there was still a faint smell of alcohol in the air, it was better than last night's miserable situation.
dialed Robin's phone, but it was turned off, probably because he was ashamed to see people, which made Lynn a little puzzled, when did Robin, a shameless guy, know that he was ashamed?
After another phone call with Gibson, Lynn was overjoyed.
It turned out that Robin went crazy yesterday after seeing Watford's victory over Chelsea after the game.
showed off the boldness of the rich man in the bar, took out a lot of silver, and invited everyone in the bar to have a good drink, so generous, it immediately caused a ghost to cry wolf.
Of course, it also made a certain girl who was defeated by alcohol take a fancy to it.
Originally, Gibson was going to send Robin away, but seeing Robin holding the girl, Gibson could only take care of himself.
But I didn't want Robin to run to Lynn's house
Watford's defeat of Chelsea is no longer considered an upset, although most people still feel a little embarrassed, Watford's-stirring stick is getting more and more jumpy, and he didn't collapse against a few strong teams, but took a few bites hard.
Even if the game is not good-looking, but the result is true, maybe two games or two are lucky, but now that the league is about to reach the halfway point, Watford is still in the top three, which is not ordinary.
'Maybe Watford didn't look good in football, maybe it was ugly, but we have to admit that Watford did give his opponents a headache, at least, it was hard to beat them'
"Lynn John, the young coach, gave us a different feeling of football"
Lynn didn't have the heart to think about any media praise or questioning, and now he has a headache.
After this continuous battle, the player's body has reached a very dangerous situation.
"There are no widespread injuries, Lynn, and I have to admit that you are in good luck." Gibson was also a little surprised, the results of this test were really not optimistic.
Because during this period of time, the team has encountered strong opponents in a row, almost every game is a life-and-death battle, and almost every player is overdrawing physical reserves.
One statistic that was not given by Lynn's coaching staff, but by the agency responsible for monitoring the Premier League's stats, shows that on average, Watford's players run more than a thousand metres more than their opponents per game, which is perhaps not a shock.
What worries Lynn even more is that among the races with the most total distance runs, six of the top 10 races have Watford.
Lynn is also wondering if her tactics are wrong, or is the Premier League taking too good care of Watford?
To put it bluntly, even if Watford is different, that is, a small club that has been unknown for a hundred years, or a promoted horse, it is really not worth it.
As for the tactical problem, Lynn was puzzled, and there was nothing special about his tactical combination that could cause this situation.
Lynn brought this data to the coaching staff meeting, and also expressed his incomprehension, he believes that the collective liliang should be better than the guess alone.
After several hours of meetings, no one said why, but Zuihou was a coach who said something a little annoyed, which made Lynn somewhat vaguely think.
"Those opponents are desperate when they encounter us, and we can only fight harder!"
Lynn carefully recalled these dozen rounds of the league, and it was really like that, in the final analysis, people still looked down on Watford, and regarded losing to Watford as an unbearable shame, so they naturally worked harder, and Watford could only pay more than the opponent if he wanted to beat the opponent.
In this way, things are much smoother.
"Nima, this is typical discrimination!" Lynn couldn't help but scold sadly, why was she unlucky enough to encounter such a thing.
That's it, and Lynn must come up with an idea to deal with it, otherwise, Watford will definitely not be able to continue to hold on, and he will be tired.
"There's no way, it's just a rotation! Wide range of rotations!" Lynn didn't have a choice, everyone knows how important a stable main framework is for a professional team, and the results rely on this framework as a guarantee, originally, Lynn designed a lot of combinations for the team, but when it was really time for the game to be more serious, he himself forgot about it.
Among the players with the most ugly statistics, Leboeuf, Deschamps, Parker, Carrick, Klose, Phillips and Dorai are in the worst condition, and they have the most playing time.
That is to say, Lynn rarely gives them a chance to rest unless it is a last resort, there is no way, almost every game is very fatal for Watford, and Lynn's idea of wanting to win and being afraid of losing is also the culprit.
At the same time, Lynn also realized that his tactical system was also physically demanding, and when the weather turned colder, the physical consumption of players was greater, and these factors were entangled to become the reason for Watford's collapse.
Thinking of the huge risks that may be taken in the future, Lynn couldn't help but gasp, "Good boy, it's too hanging"