Chapter 37 Millwall's 'Gambling Dog' Coach

At the end of a day of physical training, everyone feels exhausted.

The new tactic is similar to basketball bombardment, with a very fast pace and a large transfer range. These conditions test the physical fitness of all players.

After the whole training, even the most lively Grigory was wilting.

The guy didn't drive when he got home, he said he couldn't get his foot on the accelerator and just scrambled into Apson's car and left.

After everyone left the training ground, Yi Le stayed alone, and he was training extra as usual.

But different from before, there is a beautiful scenery beside Yi Le at this time.

Mantha Clayton was wearing casual sportswear and a sun hat. She frowned slightly and said, "No! Your current state is not suitable for further training."

She looked at Yi Le whose legs were trembling and directly denied the further training.

Although Yi Le's starting point is very good, but at this time Yi Le's physical fitness is seriously overdrawn, and continuing to practice will only cause harm to the body, and there is no point in continuing to exercise.

Looking at Mansha Clayton with a cold face, Yi Le hesitated and said, "I can still hold on."

"If your career wants to end in a short time, then I won't stop you." Mansha Clayton finished speaking lightly, stepped forward and kicked Yi Le's thigh, and said: "Come with me, After exercising, you stretch."

Yi Le shook her head helplessly. When Mansha Clayton entered the role of personal trainer, she became very strict.

Yi Le's daily diet and tasks other than club training are determined by her.

In the green field, Yi Le spread his legs and sat on the grass, while Mansha Clayton gently pushed his back to stretch.

Feeling the tightness in his legs, Yi Le hummed softly from time to time.

Both of them sat in silence about their own affairs. After a while, Mantha Clayton suddenly asked, "When did you come to Europe?"

Yi Le was stunned for a moment, and said: "Two years ago, I came to La Masia, and it was a great youth training camp."

"La Masia is the world's number one youth training base, so it's naturally very good." After she finished speaking, she paused and said, "Don't you want to go home?"

"Think about it!" Yi Le said with a smile: "My parents probably thought I was at the training base."

"You didn't call them?" Mantha Clayton asked in surprise.

"Don't dare!" Yi Le was silent for a while, and said: "There is an old saying in China that reports good news but not bad news. I don't want them to worry about me."

"what about now?"

Mansha Clayton said with a smile: "Your salary level is already very high, and you can afford a personal trainer like me, which proves that you are doing well."

Yi Le sneered and said, "If you don't call now, you just forget it. All the experience is concentrated in the game. You know, my brain is not good."

Mansha Clayton was silent for a moment, and said with emotion: "To be honest, I was really surprised when I heard your message. A weak...ahem... sorry."

Yi Le didn't show any displeasure, but smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm really stupid."

Mantha Clayton walked up to Yi Le and knelt down, looking straight at him with her beautiful eyes, and asked, "Aren't you afraid? You know, this is professional football, and your problem is very serious, even serious. May not be able to integrate into this circle."

"I know!" Yi Le said with a sassy smile, "But I like to play football, and I am very good at it. If it can bring me economic benefits, it is undoubtedly the best choice."

"I don't understand you."

Mantha Clayton walked aside and picked up the football and bounced it a few times. Not to mention, it bounced pretty well. After more than 20 bounces, the football fell to the ground.

She stepped on the football, tilted her head to look at Yi Le, hesitated, and said, "Actually, when I first signed the contract with you, I wanted to ask a question."

Yi Le got up and twisted her waist,

Puzzled: "What's the problem?"

Mansha Clayton said seriously: "Where do you want to go? Or what is your goal?"

Goal!

Yi Le smiled and said, "Go back to Camp Nou."

"Then?"

Yi Le was dumbfounded.

After returning to Camp Nou?

He really didn't think about this problem, he has always put this goal first.

As for returning to the Nou Camp, his goals have always been confused.

Mansha Clayton looked at the ignorant Yi Le, and said seriously: "You need to face up to this problem, it will determine your upper limit in the future!"

"Don't set yourself a goal that is too easy to achieve, because it is too easy to make you lose motivation, and don't be too ambitious, too unrealistic goals will only make you confused."

"Now, what's your answer?"

Yi Le was silent for a long time, his mind was in a mess, but he seemed to have caught something.

After a while, he scratched his head shyly and said, "Don't laugh at me!"

Mansha Clayton rolled her eyes angrily.

"I want to play in the World Cup!"

This time it was Mantha Clayton's turn to be stunned.

She remembered that the Chinese team didn't seem to have entered the World Cup, right?

"Does anyone play football in your country?"

Yi Le dissatisfied: "Don't underestimate China. Our fan base is the largest in the world, but... there are too few players who play well."

In the last few words, Yi Le seemed very unconfident.

"Have you ever played in the World Cup?"

"I entered it once in 2002, and then it's gone."

Mansha Clayton shook her head speechlessly, and said perfunctorily, "Okay, I wish your dreams come true."

How did the promised goal become a dream?

Looking at the perfunctory Mansha Clayton, Yi Le couldn't help shouting angrily: "I will definitely participate in the World Cup!"

"Well, next step, let's do flexibility training."

"Don't be perfunctory, I will do what I said!"

"Okay, okay, lie on the ground, follow my movements, one, two, three, four..."

"Your attitude makes me very uncomfortable."

"No, how is it possible."

"I...."

"Lie down! Slowly, like a bitch!"

"..."

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Millwall's training is heavy, but they also have plenty of time.

Because of falling into the relegation zone, the club spent all their energy on the league and didn't have much thought about other cup competitions, such as the FA Cup, where they were eliminated early.

Without the pressure of multi-line combat, Millwall players also have a certain amount of time to recover their physical fitness.

Millwall won the next three rounds.

They have achieved a terrifying 11-game unbeaten record, and their impact on the list is extremely violent.

And in the last three games, the fans have felt the changes.

Millwall's pace of play has clearly changed.

They've become quicker, simpler, and deadlier.

Their midfield control ability is very strong. Relying on Yi Le, the big gun rack, the whole team is constantly running and defending.

The four midfielders, who can both attack and defend, have become sharper in terms of offense. On the defensive side, a buffer zone is built.

Such a change is undoubtedly gratifying.

The fans were pleasantly surprised to find that although their tactics did not work well, they already possessed strong dominance.

The three midfielders shared a lot of Yi Le's pressure, and Yi Le, who was completely liberated, was like a sniper rifle, passing the ball quickly and accurately.

There are even many times when Yi Le has already kicked the ball into the neutral position, but the frontcourt players fail to arrive in time.

But this is a matter of tacit understanding. As long as they adapt to this set of tactics, Millwall's hard power will be greatly improved.

Of course, the premise is that Yi Le needs to play steadily.

This is a whole set of tactics centered on 'Yi Le', and in this set of tactics, Yi Le's status is above everything else.

And once Yi Le stops cooking, the entire lineup will be invalid.

Neil Khalid is also very satisfied with this style of play.

His coaching philosophy is extremely simple and crude.

That is the 'cannon'!

The so-called 'cannon' is to maximize the power of the strongest point.

This can be seen from Millwall's previous tactical system.

The whole team serves the 'left attack'.

When the left side breaks through the opponent into a sieve, Millwall can win.

On the contrary, once the left side is frozen, Millwall will not even have the possibility of a comeback.

Although this kind of lineup with strong gambling nature is called "gambling dog" by some malicious colleagues, he still enjoys it.

Before, the left was Millwall's trump card, so he tended to the left.

Now that Yi Le has become the core of the team's offense, he will build tactics around Yi Le.

Moreover, the midfielder plays a very important role in modern football, becoming the hub of offensive and defensive exchanges, containing the enemy's midfielder and flying both wings at the same time.

Even Neil Harid thinks that his tactical system is comparable to Ferguson of the Red Devils!