Chapter 499: A Group of Lunatics

Northern England, Newcastle, St James' Park...

Uh, no, it should be called the Sporting Goods Outlet Stadium!

God, what a weird name this is?

However, the owner of the idea is still very complacent about it, and has even shown it off to the outside world many times. Interesting Academy on the first release Mobile reading

In the whole world, is there anyone who can put the name of the company he founded on the head of the most traditional England team that is loved by the most local fans?

And only him, Mike Ashley!

In order to pick up girls, he actually took off his clothes in public, danced pole dance, pulled out his belt to pump himself, played with sex, and even let the reporters take pictures of him!

To paraphrase a die-hard Newcastle fan, "If the guy isn't rich, he's a fucking clown!"

But now, this clown is sitting in the administrative offices of St. James's... oh no, Sporting Goods Outlets.

When Sky TV's live broadcast commentator Mortensen heard the sound, Ashley almost jumped up from his seat, pointed at the TV angrily, and cursed.

Everyone in the office was dumbfounded by the scolding, as bad as it sounds.

Some people even secretly despised him in their hearts. Fortunately, he usually called himself a gentleman, so he used such vicious words to scold others?

It's really outrageous!

"Derek!"

Ashley looked at the CEO, Derek Lambias, who was sitting not far from him.

"Fortunately, I trust them so much, they are so useless, you say, why?"

England's strange middle-aged man was already so angry that his eyes were bleeding with anger, as if he was about to spit out.

Lambiase smiled wryly in his heart, boss, the opposite is Southampton!

The winner of the League Cup, FA Cup and Europa League last season has won the Community Shield and the UEFA Super Cup in a row this season. Do you think we can compare with such a team?

Before the game, I wanted to say,

League rankings can't be taken seriously!

But do you listen?

Both you and Alan Pardue were blinded by the league rankings, and you almost forgot how much you weigh!

But Lambiase couldn't say all these words, they could only rot in his stomach.

Unless, he doesn't want to do it anymore!

"Boss, it's only a ball, it's only ten minutes, we still have a long time, I believe we can get it back!"

What Lambias said made Ashley feel a little relieved.

"He'd better get me back, otherwise, I'll fire him!"

Lambiase still smiled wryly. It doesn't matter if Alan Pardue was fired. The key is, who will take over?

Everyone is afraid of you, boss!

"Boss, look, the game has started again, and we are playing very aggressively!"

Ashley looked at the TV screen and found that after the game restarted, Newcastle played quite positively.

I saw Cabaye making a big-foot transfer, and Ben Arfa on the right got the ball without defense.

"Okay, beautiful, unmarked, Ben Alpha, kill them!"

The camera always followed Ben Arfa, but saw that the Frenchman was ready to start after taking the ball, but Southampton's left-back David Alaba always stuck his inside line and squeezed Ben Arfa directly to the wing.

When the Frenchman arrived on the wing, there were no teammates around to cooperate. The duty of right back Simpson was to wipe his ass. Even when the team was attacking with the ball, he did not dare to rush too high.

Seeing that he was about to go out of bounds, Ben Alpha was still very strong in personal ability. He just grabbed a chance from David Alaba and passed the ball.

"Newcastle's cross..."

When Mortensen's commentary came on the TV, Ashley immediately applauded loudly.

"Okay, cross, kill the saints!"

But after the ball fell into the penalty area, they saw that there were a lot of people, but it was useless.

Harvey Martinez judged the landing point and blocked the ball with one kick.

Varane on the side rushed forward quickly, fighting for speed with Demba Ba, and grabbed the ball before the Magpie center.

After grabbing the ball, Varane did not stop on the spot, but continued to move forward.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime scoring opportunity!

Especially when he rushed to Tiote's defense zone, he even passed the ball alone, and used his sprinting speed abruptly to crush the defending Tiote!

Even though they were watching live TV, they could still clearly hear the exclamation from St. Mary's Stadium.

Who would have thought that Southampton's central defender would have this ability?

Ashley and Lambias watched nervously. On the TV, after Varane passed the ball past Tiot, he hit the 30-meter area of ​​Newcastle and got ahead of the defenders. Foot cross.

The ball fell into the penalty area, and Ravel Morrison, who was in the front point, was blocked by the central defender Coloccini, unable to show his speed, and could only watch the ball fall to the left.

But Hazard on the left rushed up to get ahead of Stephen Taylor, made a quick smash, passed Stephen Taylor who was jumping up, and transferred the ball to his right foot, seeing Lavelle Morrison pointing Pointing to the front of himself, he made a diagonal pass with his right foot.

Lavelle Morrison quickly rushed to the right post, facing the ball passed diagonally by Hazard, and gave it a light push.

The ball went straight into the goal before the goalkeeper Krul arrived!

"!!!!!!"

John Mortensen's goal calls blared from the TV and filled the office.

"In less than two minutes, Southampton scored twice against Newcastle!"

"It's amazing. Who would have thought that after the first ten minutes of stalemate, Southampton would play so smoothly!"

"Two to zero, Newcastle has been cornered!"

"From the perspective of slow motion, the two attacks were initiated by the backcourt, and both Southampton defender Varane dribbled the ball forward and backward to push and plan. This made us wonder what happened to Newcastle's frontcourt. ? To allow the opponent's central defender to take the ball across most of the field and plan two attacks?"

As soon as John Mortensen's voice fell, there was a bang in the office, which scared everyone inside.

I saw Ashley standing up suddenly, his face was livid, obviously quite dissatisfied with the situation of the game.

The first ten minutes were still a stalemate, but suddenly, within two minutes, two goals were conceded, what is this?

Is it fun?

"Forward line, all our forward lines should be sold! Tell them to get out!" Ashley roared angrily.

John Mortensen said that it was the strikers who did not invest in the counterattack, which caused Varane to dribble forward.

In other words, the responsibility for conceding the ball should be attributed to the striker!

Lambiase didn't dare to say anything more at this time, he could only meditate in his heart, and let Alan Pardew ask for blessings.

Who would have thought that Alan Pardew's team would end up like this?

Look at Ashley again, after a while of roaring and roaring, he stopped talking.

But Lambiase, who knew him better than anyone else, the more this happened, the worse the result would be!

"Derek!"

"I'm here!" Lambiase hurriedly replied.

"If we lose after this game, you can call Alan Pardew directly and tell him not to come back!"

After finishing speaking, Ashley turned around and walked out of the office.

At this moment, he seemed extremely determined!

Lambias looked at the back of the boss with a wry smile on his face.

Perhaps Ashley is a very strange person, but if he can succeed, he must have his own way of success.

At critical moments, he will never be merciful!

Looking at the TV screen, the camera was aimed at Alan Pardue on the sidelines.

The England coach was yelling at his assistant John Carver and seemed angry about the team's situation.

This made Lambiase a little embarrassed.

"You've been fired, you know that?"

There was some irony when Lambiase said this to Alan Pardew on TV!

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Alan Pardue clearly has no idea!

One thing he is having a headache with is how to turn the situation around!

When Southampton scored the second goal, the whole situation has completely changed, almost one-sided!

"We have made adjustments, and we can no longer let them control the situation like this!" John Carver shouted loudly.

The Saints fans at the scene were too crazy, making too much noise.

Even though John Carver and Alan Pardue are close at hand, they still have to roar with all their strength to hear them.

"I know it needs to be adjusted, but how?" Alan Pardue asked helplessly.

"Let our two center forwards press the opponent's two centre-backs? What about Toni Kroos and Modric?"

"And by doing so, wouldn't it be the same as telling all the players that our pre-match arrangements are all farts? How can the team persist in the already low morale?"

John Carver was angry and anxious, scratching his head, full of distress and gloom.

"No adjustment, Demba Ba and Cisse are at a loss, the team has no direction, let Southampton attack like this, we can't last long, this team is crazy!"

madman?

Alan Pardue shook his head and sneered!

But instead of sneering at Southampton, he sneered at himself!

Fortunately, before the game, I thought that I and Southampton would have a chance of winning, and the well-arranged tactics could suppress Southampton.

But who would have imagined that after only holding on for ten minutes, he was killed by Southampton!

madman?

Yes, this team is a bunch of lunatics!

A group of lunatics who regard offense as their life and are totally unreasonable!

It was only at this moment that he realized why so many teams fell at the feet of Southampton!

Not as good as people?

maybe!

But more importantly, the fearless and courageous momentum of this team!

Once this team is allowed to play aggressively, they are a bunch of lunatics!

Newcastle was completely stunned by the opponent up and down!

Including him, Alan Pardue!

It was also at this moment that he deeply realized that football is not as simple as he imagined.

It is not to say that gathering eleven players and constructing a tactical system can form a whole.

Look at Bielsa's team, look at this Southampton team, every attack of theirs, every pass of their feet, even every movement of their players, every word shouted to each other on the pitch, seems to bring With some kind of mystery.

Alan Pardue couldn't figure out what it was, but he knew very well that this game was lost!

Completely defeated!

The so-called top four in the league is just a shadow puppet show created in the previous twelve rounds.

With two bloody goals, Southampton brutally tore open the curtain of this shadow puppet show, allowing everyone to clearly see the truth behind the curtain.

Newcastle, too!

"Alan, hurry up and make a decision!" John Carver still refused to give up.

He is a member of Newcastle, how can he accept that his favorite team suffers such a defeat in the away game?

But Alan Pardue has obviously been beaten to the point where he has no fighting spirit.

Looking at John Carver, he smiled miserably, "Do we still have a chance?"

"Yes, there must be more!" John Carver shouted with great certainty.

But at this moment, there was another burst of overwhelming cheers in the stadium.

It turned out that after Lavelle Morrison and Pogba played consecutive kicks from the right to cooperate, they knocked back to Danilo who inserted in the back.

The Brazilian right-back curled the ball into the penalty area. Ibrahimovic used his body to support Stephen Taylor. After stopping the ball, he turned around and volleyed, piercing Newcastle's goal again!

Three to zero! ()