"Who can imagine this is a team that has lost five consecutive games in the group stage?"

"Who would have thought that they only scored 3 goals in the five games in the group, and conceded 18 goals!"

"They are the winners of the domestic Super League, but they failed to win in the UEFA Cup!"

"There are still the last 45 minutes of this game, and this will be their last curtain call in the Europa League. Regardless of the victory or defeat, regardless of the score, they will leave this stage."

"Amid the cheers of 6,000 fans on the scene, this club belonging to local fans interprets what it means to fight for the fans!"

"After experiencing the bankruptcy, the team was completely controlled by the [Shamrock Wandering 400 Club] and became the fans' own club. It is more appropriate to say that the 6,000 spectators in the game are their fans, but it is more appropriate to say that their boss is their boss."

"They are guarding their last glory!"

"And the 1-0 lead is the biggest compliment for their performance in the first half!"

"On the other hand, Kazan Ruby and Thessaloniki are still tied 0-0, and both sides look more like they are playing a tacit match."

"I don't know what kind of adjustment Liverpool will make in the second half, it is obvious that this may also be the last 45 minutes of Liverpool's European court."

In the narrow visiting team locker room, Daglish leaned against the door panel, looking at the dejected players, feeling a little angry.

Taking a deep breath, he knew that it was not the time to throw a tantrum.

After clapping his hands, Daglish focused everyone's attention on himself:

"Do you know what is the most precious thing in competitive sports?"

He began to lower his voice, controlling as much as possible, not letting his anger drown him.

Of course, he didn't expect these guys to answer such questions.

"It's courage!"

"Yes, you heard it right, it's courage, fucking faith, ideal, and happiness!"

"This is competition, don't believe what those guys say about happy football!"

"That thing is like Happy Education, it's just a fool, do you understand?" Finally, he couldn't help it and raised his voice a little.

"What did I see for 45 minutes?"

"Hmm? Guess? What did I see!"

"A group of cowards are fighting against a group of brave men. Just like this, do you still want to compete for the league championship?"

"I tell you, there is no door!"

"Outside the goal, that's just a team that loves super, look at their home court, and can only accommodate 6,000 people!"

"Looking at the locker room, our u18 facilities are better than here!"

"Look at your value, wow, the difference is dozens of times. Even some of you, the value of one person can exceed the entire team!"

"Look at the fans on the stage again? Well! Don't you feel ashamed?"

"People always want to get everything decently without blood on their hands, haha!"

"What can you get without dirty hands??"

"You can raise your hand now if you are afraid of being injured. I think you shouldn't be injured in the Reserve League, right?"

"If you are afraid of confrontation, you can raise your hand now. I think the confrontation in the u17 echelon may be smaller, oh? Why? Because those children may not have enough lethality!"

The players were embarrassed by Daglish's words, and many of them showed shame.

Yes, they were scared by the opponent's desperate fight in the first half.

Yes, they are afraid that they will be reimbursed seasonally, like Lucas, and may even affect their careers.

Daglish looked at them, and except for Lindy, who had the courage to look at him, everyone else lowered their heads.

"We are the Premier League team, we play in the Premier League, this is the most men's league in the world, and it is also the most intense league in the world. When you come here, you should be prepared to get injured!"

"We should be prepared to send the other party to see God at any time! Do you understand?!"

The fire in everyone's hearts was slowly picked up by Daglish, and the players were gasping for breath, as if they were red-eyed bulls.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, Daglish nodded and said slowly: "Go, prove that you are still men, prove that you are worthy of the European war, and prove that you are capable of winning the game on a man's field!"

He did not ask for an answer, nor did he speak.

When Daglish made the door open, the players walked out silently.

Everything is very quiet and terrible.

In the player channel, listen to the passionate singing and cheers outside the court, and then look at the silent appearance of the Liverpool team.

Even the brave Shamlock Wanderers felt a little scared in the first half.

This silence seemed to have some force suppressed and did not explode.

Just as they were thinking about it, the referee had already blew the whistle to the start of the game.

After Suarez silently returned the ball to Lindi, he immediately stood up and rushed forward.

Giroud and Suarez were activated by Daglish again today.

Before James could introduce the lineup changes in the second half, the situation on the court immediately changed suddenly.

The temperature of the cold wind blew through the turf was extremely low. Kritz's first feeling after he fell to the ground was why the grass today was so stubborn.

Then, in his vicinity, he saw the No. 6 wearing a red jersey continuing to dribble forward.

The referee also did not seem to have any statement.

"Lindy's physical confrontation is still so direct. Facing Kritz's snatch, it's just a shoulder hit!"

"There is no reason!"

"He is still dribbling the ball, and Lindy is becoming more and more skilled in dribbling from La Liga to Premier League."

Seeing Lindy knocking Kritz directly, the two opponent's midfielders immediately came over at the same time.

Lindy moved her right foot and sent out a diagonal plug.

Downing on the left wing instantly threw away Collins, and was not afraid of Willchet's tackle. He pulled his right foot and hit his left foot, and passed two people in a row!

He glanced at his teammate who was surrounding the middle and unexpectedly chose to go back to the front of the penalty area.

But then, Tangning was directly knocked down by Collins who had caught up behind him.

At this time, Shamlock Wanderers' players had just followed Giroud and Suarez and Gerald into the penalty area.

Outside the penalty area, two figures, one red and one green, rushed towards the football at the same time.

Murphy kept trying to hold the Chinese player wearing the No. 6 jersey with his hands, but his entanglement seemed useless.

Seeing that the other party was about to receive the football, he made up his mind and directly put the shovel.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Based on their experience in the first half, as long as they put the shovel, the opponent will definitely avoid it.

This is the only opportunity.

“Uh~”

Lindy had already jumped up and dodged the opponent's shovel, but his calves were still firmly knocked by the shoe nails.

The whole person lost his balance in mid-air, but Lindy didn't want to give up on this opportunity.

He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands, bent his arms, and bounced his body back up.

Before the referee blew the whistle, he staggered and got up.

Facing the incoming ball, some flames seemed to be burning in his eyes.

"Bang!"

The players in the penalty area seemed to be able to feel a strong wind blowing through them.

"Swish!"

Where the football flew, a hot warmth was passed down layer by layer, as if it was warming the goal in this cold winter.

Lindy stood there and roared angrily: "Lying!!!"
Chapter completed!