Aldridge had been standing on the sidelines since before the game started, watching the game with his hands in his pockets.
He needs to show his attitude and the importance he attaches to the game.
The players on the field are also accustomed to Aldridge's posture, as if they are being watched by a majestic god. Any laziness or distraction will have nowhere to hide, and they must be fully committed to the game.
After the game started, neither Millwall nor Middlesbrough immediately opened up their offensive posture. The ball spent most of the time running back and forth in their respective backcourts. The pace of the game seemed a bit slow. It seemed that this game would not be too exciting.
passion.
A few minutes later, Aldridge frowned slightly. Several offensives organized by Millwall were defused by Middlesbrough's defense. In terms of numbers and experience, the opponent's defensive line had obvious advantages.
Aldridge was thinking: Middlesbrough played so conservatively, could it be a draw?
At this moment, Aldridge has some thoughts of judging others by himself. If he were replaced by Bryan Robson, facing the deck in his hand and Millwall, who has good offensive firepower, he should be satisfied to get a draw, not to mention this
The tactical formation is defensive.
Aldrich found it a bit difficult to break through Middlesbrough's defense simply by relying on the previous wing attack routine. Whether it was Pires or Schneider, even if he broke through the full-back's defense and found a loophole on the wing, the opponent could not
There are three central defenders, and the defense in the penalty area can freeze Millwall's two forwards.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of a boundary ball, Aldridge shouted to the frontcourt players from the sidelines. When they all turned to look over, Aldridge made a gesture, nodded his head with two fingers, and then made a separation movement.
, and then the two fists collided with each other.
The frontcourt attacking quartet nodded towards Aldrich, indicating that they understood what to do next.
Bryan Robson looked a little weird in front of the home team's coaching bench.
He had an illusion: Aldrich had a scheming temperament.
Millwall had the advantage after the start. Although it was not obvious, the football was obviously at their feet for more time.
The two forwards ambushing at the front of the penalty area, Larsson and Trezeguet, continued to retreat. After cooperating with Pires in the middle, Larsson and Trezeguet advanced towards the ribs on both sides of the penalty area.
Go, which made Middlesbrough's central defenders immediately follow him like a shadow.
Seeing this scene, Bryan Robson on the sidelines felt bad.
Obviously, there is only one central defender left in the middle of the Middlesbrough penalty area, Nigel Pearson.
Durek White and Steve Wicks were both taken away by Larsson and Trezeguet!
When defensive midfielder Robbie Matos was hesitating whether to block Nedvěd's forward path or retreat, Pires dribbled the ball inward and directly approached the edge of the penalty area. He pretended to take a long shot and forced Pearson to come up and block it.
, he passed the ball crosswise.
Middlesbrough's defense saw another unexpected player at the edge of the penalty area: Bernd Schneider!
The two wide players actually cooperated in the middle. Pearson turned around to block Schneider, otherwise the opponent would have faced the goalkeeper almost alone when dribbling the ball forward.
Just when Pearson turned around to chase, Schneider passed the ball to the penalty area near the penalty spot. Pearson looked at the ball that passed over his head and broke out in cold sweat. When he stopped and turned around,
From the corner of his eye, he clearly saw a dark blue figure passing quickly by him.
F--uck!
Robert Pires!
The two full-backs worked tacitly to play with the Middlesbrough defense in front of the penalty area. After the ball was passed into the penalty area, Pires advanced and only Middlesbrough goalkeeper Alan Miller was in front of him.
Facing the falling ball, Pires made no adjustments and shot furiously!
Aldrich watched this cooperation from the sidelines, as if he had already seen Pires volley and score.
However, Pires actually kicked the ball!
A cool volley, but the ball did not make perfect contact with the foot. Instead, the calf hit the ball.
Alan Miller made a prejudgment and pounced to his left. He felt that Pires, a right-footed player, could either hit the right side or volley to the left. To choose one, he chose to go to his left.
Pires' right side jumped out.
However, no one thought that Pires' kick would have a dramatic effect.
When Aldrich saw the ball flying lightly, he held his head in disbelief and was dumbfounded.
He couldn't see clearly the specific situation in the penalty area, especially the reaction of the opponent's goalkeeper, but could an amateur goalkeeper save this kick?
But Alan Miller pounced to the right in advance. After he fell on the goal line, his eyes were as big as bells. He slowly raised his head to look at the kick and then spun strongly but as slowly as a feather.
The ball falls from the sky towards the goal.
Alan Miller tried to raise his hand to touch the ball, but his body leaned back further and further, then rolled around and held the ball in his arms inside the net.
Alan Miller threw the ball out of his arms in anger!
"The ball went in! Pires opened the scoring for Millwall. He scored an extremely weird goal! He appeared at the penalty spot and had a golden opportunity. No one around him interfered with his shot, and he also placed it
He followed the standard volleying posture, but he did not use his feet to shoot, but his calf! The ball drew an obvious arc in the air and landed lightly into the Middlesbrough goal. It has to be said,
There was a lot of luck involved in this goal..."
Pires' heart went cold after completing the shooting action. He even slipped and fell to the ground because he failed to hit the ball with all his strength. But just as he sat down on the ground, he looked up without expectations and looked at the trajectory of the ball.
, and when he looked at the opponent's goalkeeper again, he was completely shocked.
He really wanted to ask the opponent's goalkeeper: I missed the kick, what did you do?
After the ball bounced, Alan Miller threw himself to the left and fell on the goal line. Then, like Pires, he raised his head with a dull expression.
There was a moment of dead silence at the Aiya Sumei Park stadium, and then the visiting team's stands erupted into cheers of joy.
The ball went in!
Our crazy lions are ahead!
Bryan Robson covered his head and didn't know what to say. He could only curse a few words in his heart, lamenting his bad luck, and then he started shouting to the players on the court.
Aldrich's mood also fluctuated greatly, from expectation to disappointment to surprise, it was like riding a roller coaster.
Facing this goal, he could only show an uncontrollable smile.
Pires got up from the ground, rubbing his buttocks and greeting his teammates who ran over to celebrate his goal.
"Robert, when did you learn to shoot with your calf?"
"Teach me when you have time!"
Amid laughter, Millwall's players began to walk towards the backcourt.
After calming down on the sidelines, Bryan Robson encouraged the players while also making adjustments on the field.
He could see that the old man Ferguson's warning to him not to underestimate Millwall was not an exaggeration. It was not just because Millwall had a pair of powerful strikers. The young coach on the sidelines who was nearly twenty years younger than him was definitely a capable man.
A strong head coach.
Before, no one thought that Millwall's two wing players could move to the center to cooperate. Even in previous Millwall games, the two wing players would participate in the center attack, but most of them were involved or supported.
The real starting point of the attack is still on the wing or in the ribs of the penalty area. The two wingers have never had direct contact like before.
This is simply Premier League level.
Tactically, the two wingers of the Premier League team do not just drop the ball into the penalty area, but accurately transfer large-scale long passes, or cooperate with each other at the front of the penalty area, which is also the main theme. However, in the rough and simple English League One,
This kind of cooperation is very rare and is limited by the players' abilities.
After temporarily taking the lead, Aldrich asked the players to be more calm. With a one-goal lead, he believed that the players would cope with the game more calmly.
In the next game, Aldridge had to look at Middlesbrough with admiration.
The disadvantage of conceding the ball first did not overwhelm their psychological defense. Middlesbrough's rhythm was still tepid. In response to the large range of activities of Millwall's offensive combination, their defense adjusted very quickly.
The defender's replacement was quick and timely, causing several Millwall attacks to be destroyed before penetrating the penalty area.
Middlesbrough's offense seems simple. Although it is not the long pass that is common in English League One, it seems whimsical to want to penetrate Millwall's defense through a through ball on the ground without having a numerical advantage.
some.
The two central midfielders, Hignett and Blackmore, and forward Kavanagh ran back and forth in the midfield, but after receiving the ball, they were always entangled by Millwall's midfielder Makelele.
The team members were marked, and then they were surrounded by the midfielders who retreated and lost the ball.
Thirty-five minutes passed in the first half, and Middlesbrough didn't even have a shot!
Even the commentator on the TV broadcast couldn't stand it anymore.
"Millwall's defense is so good. They always use their numerical advantage to neutralize Middlesbrough's position penetration. Several breakthroughs by Blackmore and Hignett were cleanly cleared by Millwall's defensive players.
Break off. Obviously, such a tactic cannot bring the field to Middlesbrough.
Advantage, Bryan Robson should at least try a long pass. Although their arrow John Hendry's header is a mess, the 20-year-old Kavanagh can still play a supporting role. Try the total
That's right, maybe there will be surprises? Just like Pires' goal..."
Aldridge was still standing on the sidelines with his hands in his pockets. He was very curious at the moment and turned his head to look at Bryan Robson from time to time.
Middlesbrough's disadvantage on the field is very obvious, it's impossible for him not to see it?
Then why is he still so calm?
Near the end of the first half, Middlesbrough organized another offensive. Midfielder Masto once again passed the ball to Blackmore, who was accustomed to rimming. After catching the ball steadily, Blackmore did not wait for Luka.
Si came close, and he passed the ball to the left wing with a long diagonal pass. Over there, Hignette, who had a wide range of motion, used a beautiful chest stop to remove the ball.
Makelele rushed over from the side, and Thuram also blocked his way in front of him.
Aldrich was standing outside the field on this side. In front of his eyes, a red figure passed quickly. Aldrich was shocked!
Who is that?
Aldrich took a closer look at the numbers and names on the backs of the players, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
The full-back, who had been defending in the backcourt for the first 40 minutes, suddenly came forward and rushed straight to the bottom line of Millwall's backcourt. This caught both Makelele and Thuram by surprise, and they pressed forward just as they stepped forward.
Hignett prepares to surround, press and stifle Middles
During Fort's attack, Fleming sprinted at full speed and passed Thuram. At the same time, Makelele chose to put down a shovel to delay the opponent's attack, but Hegnat was well prepared and he easily moved the ball forward.
With a push, the ball rolled two meters to the left of Thuram.
When Aldrich saw this scene, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Bryan Robson, and found that the other person's calm expression had long since disappeared, and his eyes were bright and full of murderous intent to devour everything!
F--uck!
Fooled!
Middlesbrough did not play a defensive 532 at all!
It’s him-Mom352!
When Aldridge looked back at his team's defense, as expected, he saw full-back Fleming dribbling the ball to the bottom line. Thuram chased back at full speed and the gap was not big.
Fleming hit the ball towards Millwall's goal with a near-volley before Thuram could get closer!
Casserly-Keller was well prepared and was sure to catch the shot, but just when he bent down to hug the ball, a foot came into view out of nowhere in front of him, and his toe touched the ball like a sharp knife!
The ball changed direction just one meter in front of Keller, tearing open Millwall's steel defense!
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