"Guys! Listen to me!" Li Ang said, "Now is not the time to celebrate."
Hearing him say this, the excited Sporting Gijon players all felt strange - why isn't it time to celebrate now?
The first half was almost over. They were able to equalize the score before halftime and enter the halftime break with a tie. Shouldn't they celebrate?
Li Ang motioned for the players to gather around. He stood in the middle, lowered his voice, but his voice was still strong, and said, "The first half of the game is about to end, but isn't it not over yet?" He pointed to the ring on his wrist.
Watch, said, "There are still three or four minutes left!"
Everyone knows that there are still three or four minutes left, but does this mean anything?
"In these three or four minutes, I ask you to put pressure on their goal and launch a fierce attack! Try to score!" Li Ang said.
Press out and attack?!
onslaught!
There are still three or four minutes left, and the first half of the game is about to end. At this time, a fierce attack?
The players were a little surprised and didn't understand.
Feeling the surprise from the players, Li Ang quickly explained to them: "Orlens would never have thought that we would press out to attack at this time. They must have thought that we would still adopt the conservative tactics we have always adopted! They must be thinking about going up now.
The half-time game is about to end, and they mentally believe that the score in the first half is one to one!"
"This is our chance! Attack! Attack! Catch them off guard! Maybe, the goal is waiting for you not far ahead!!" Li Ang roared.
The players were stunned at first, and then they realized what they were doing. The coach was really bold. However, it sounded so powerful, and it felt like that. This might really be able to catch the opponent off guard.
They looked at their coach with lights in their eyes.
Even Parada, who was not interested in Yang Fan, looked at Li Ang, surprised, but also a little inexplicably excited. Parada, stimulated by the goal, was of course eager to continue to make contributions.
"Son, this ball is great!" Outside the court, Parada's father, Ter Stegen Quiareget Jose Parada, was so excited that his body seemed to be trembling.
I had given up all hope, but I didn’t expect that my son would suddenly deliver such a shocking long-distance shot!
A very beautiful world wave!
This ball was like the beautiful sunshine that dispelled the gloom in Mr. Ter Stegen Quiaregate José Parada's heart.
He is indeed my son. My son is a genius, the son of a genius.
In the eyes of Mr. Ter Stegen-Quiareguet-José Parada, this is of course his son's genius performance, but he cannot see the contribution of the head coach of Sporting Gijon's B team.
"What a beautiful kick." Mr. Alberta Constancia Sorat, a scout from Real Madrid, also smiled as he looked at Ter Stegen Quiaregot José Parada.
The husband smiled again, "You have a genius son."
Mr. Ter Stegen Quiaregate Jose Parada was so happy that he was so proud that he did not forget the change of face of the scout before. He said, "Alberta Con
Mr. Stancia Sorat, shall we continue to watch the game?”
"Of course." Mr. Alberta Constancia Sorat didn't mean to be embarrassed at all. He glanced at Mr. Parada, "What I just meant was that during the intermission, let's go have a drink!"
"Haha, let's go have a drink!" Mr. Terstegen Quiaregate José Parada laughed, feeling proud.
At this time, the referee had to stop the Sporting Gijon players from celebrating. These players were still gathered around, so why didn't they kick off the ball in the circle?
"Okay, boys, it's time to end the celebration and get ready for kick-off," the referee shouted.
Li Ang, surrounded by the players, said, "Go ahead and do what I said!" He made a fist-clenching gesture.
The Sporting Gijon players dispersed with high morale.
Then... the referee saw that after the Sporting Gijon players dispersed on the field, a creature appeared that should not be on the field.
"Coach of Sporting Gijon, why are you here?" the referee asked sternly, when did this guy come in?
"Yes, why am I here?" Someone pretended to be stupid.
The referee's face turned dark.
"Sorry, sorry, I was excited for a moment. I was excited for a moment." Li Ang waved his hand towards the referee and ran to the coaching bench on the sidelines like a rabbit. He ran so fast.
The referee gritted his teeth and showed mercy in the end. This was Sporting Gijon's home ground and he had to give them some face no matter what.
"Never do this again!" the referee shouted at someone's back.
Li Ang had already run to the sidelines and bowed his hands apologetically towards the referee. The referee snorted and ignored this guy.
"What's that guy doing in there?" Orlens' assistant coach Idel Tagliaventura asked in surprise when he saw this scene.
"Hillbilly!" Orlens' head coach snorted, obviously thinking that the opponent had scored a goal and rushed into the field to celebrate excitedly! It was just a goal. Why is he so excited? He is worthy of being a country bumpkin from China, a football desert.
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Of course, the head coach was unhappy. It would have been great if the first half ended at 1-0, and he could go into the halftime break happily. But now that the opponent has equalized the score, how depressing it is.
Mr. Garillo del Perisidro never imagined that his Chinese counterpart from Sporting Gijon entered the stadium to formulate tactics and give them a thunderous blow.
"Hahaha, you coach, hahaha." In the stands, Mr. Andrus Pique Romquinhos, the chairman of Orlens Club, laughed and said sarcastically, "Is this the Chinese? How interesting! Interesting
!Haha, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, hahaha, how long has it been since you guys scored a goal? So excited! Hahaha!”
Mr. Andrés Pique Romquinho seemed to find joy in this scene and a reason to ridicule the chairman of Sporting Gijon next to him. The depression caused by losing the ball just now seemed to have dissipated.
Damn you, you actually said you didn’t mean it!!!
"Humph." Manuel Arango snorted and ignored it.
But the other party didn't let him go like this.
"You actually invited a Chinese to coach, tsk tsk." Orlens's chairman, Mr. Andrus Pique-Romanquinhos, shook his head and tsked, "It's no wonder your results are so bad..."
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Old Arango's eyes were filled with fire and he said nothing.
"By the way, I heard that your finances are not very good. No wonder, Chinese people's salaries are very low." Mr. Chairman Ollens continued to mock.
Bastard!
Old Arango was panting heavily. He couldn't help it anymore, "This Chinese guy will give you a very unforgettable experience!"
"Haha, you mean this Chinese guy? Give me an unforgettable experience? Hahaha." Mr. Andrews Peake Romaginhos stood up, clutching his stomach, laughing so hard, "Just him? Hahaha, I Wait, I’ll wait, hahaha, I’m laughing so hard.”
I'll beat your lungs out!
Old Arango was so angry that he was really afraid that he could not help but beat the bastard next to him.
ps: Third update. I was stuck on an elevated highway, and there was a heavy rainstorm, which was so scary that half of the tire was covered with water.
There will be today’s update later.
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