Chapter 130 Fight for the Team Name on the Chest!

Just 6 minutes is a long torment for Paris Saint-Germain.

Every player is running tirelessly. They know that all they can do now is defend and plug the loophole that lacks one person.

On the other hand, Tottenham took advantage of 11 people and aggressively attacked.

After scoring a goal, they increased their attacking momentum even more.

However, Paris' defense was also very tenacious, and in the end they defended the goal, and the first half ended with a score of 1:0.

Back in the locker room, the expressions of the team members were very serious, they understood that Paris is now cornered.

Boas was explaining the tactics of the second half and motivating the players.

"Defense! We must defend. I know you can do it together. We have trained. I hope you have not forgotten that feeling. The midfielder must run. This game puts a lot of pressure on you, but If you can't run, those holes will be pierced by Tottenham!"

"Secondly, Cavani should not participate in the defense. You should be on the opponent's defense line. On the one hand, you can contain Tottenham's aggressive push, and on the other hand, you are ready to counterattack at any time."

After finishing speaking, Boas said seriously: "Cavani, I want you to know that you won't get any support in this game, because we don't know who will kick the ball to you. In fact, we didn't pass the ball at all. There is room for control, so you have to give full play to your individual ability, even if you can't open the Tottenham goal, you have to put a certain amount of pressure on them."

Cavani nodded and said, "Understood, boss!"

"There's Yi!"

Yi Le looked up at Boas, who walked up to him and said: "In the second half, I can't give you specific instructions. Everything is defensive, but we can't just defend, and we can't forget to counterattack at any moment. I Give you the maximum degree of freedom, you can participate in the defense, or you can choose to attack forward, can it be done?"

Yi Le wiped his mouth with his sleeve, nodded and said, "Yes, boss!"

Clap clap! !

Boas clapped his hands again and again and said: "Okay, guys, don't be too frustrated, the game is not over, we haven't lost yet, in fact, Tottenham want to enter the final, they are one goal away, keep it! "

"A ten-man battle is a difficult environment. We cannot make any mistakes. Once there are mistakes, Tottenham will not give us any chance to fight back!"

"remember,

Don't forget to run, let your legs move, and take the initiative to fill the position left by your teammates. "

"Our personal defensive ability is not strong, so we need team assistance more, there are 45 minutes left, if we defend, we can win!"

"This season, we played very difficult, but this is also God's test for us. Whether we can become a team remembered by history depends on the next performance."

"Guys, tell everyone that 10 games is not only for Atlético Madrid, Paris Saint-Germain can not only build a cannon, we can also become an iron wall!"

"The trembling of the legs is restrained by oneself, the distribution of physical energy is decided by oneself, and the timing of the attack is judged by oneself. Unite the strength of ten people and win this crucial game! Can it be done?"

"can!"

"Speak up, I didn't hear you!!—"

"Yes!!!!" Everyone roared in unison.

"Very good!" Boas smiled slightly as if seeing the fighting spirit in the eyes of the players.

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"We have to admit that the situation in Paris is very difficult. Facing Tottenham's massive attack with one less player, they can only defend. Although Cavani is standing on the counterattack point, Paris has no point of exit!"

After the start of the second half, Paris defended in an all-round way, and all the midfielders retreated. Except for Cavani, everyone was participating in the defense.

In the 49th minute, Sun Xingmin launched an attack from the right, Marquinhos sprinted desperately, and decisively shoveled the ball to the sideline.

In the 53rd minute, Harry Kane wanted to try a long-range shot from the outside, but Yi Le blocked it with his body, and the ball hit his back and rushed out of the baseline.

In the 67th minute, Paris ushered in the most dangerous moment. Facing Harry Kane's lob shot after several people in a row, Thiago Silva kicked the ball away from the goal line to save the team.

In 70 minutes, Paris made a coordinated error and Sun Xingmin successfully cut inside. In order to prevent Sun Xingmin, Yi Le had to foul and received a yellow card.

Getting up from the ground, Yi Le's body was covered with grass clippings, his face was soaked in sweat, and he gasped for breath.

Not only Yi Le, but also other Paris players. Some supported their knees, some stuck their waists, and some looked up to the sky and took a deep breath.

But even so, they did not forget to run. Looking back on the second half, every Paris player was running desperately.

And it was this kind of offensive and defensive battle that made the commentators of all countries excited.

"It's blocked again! Kanter broke the ball again. When Paris was defending with all the players, Kanter finally showed his skills. No matter how Tottenham break through, they just can't pass Kanter!"

"Danger! Sun Xingmin is going to go in! God! The three players in Paris all mobilized in an instant, and no one was lazy. They completed a perfect coordinated defense!"

"Eriksen took the corner kick, he was looking for Harry Kane, Harry Kane couldn't jump up, wow!! Yi, the jump is so high. He flew the ball!"

"Cavani caught the ball, is he going to counterattack? Ah!! It was intercepted, what a pity!"

Defending again and again, getting up after falling again and again.

Everyone was moved by the tenacity shown by the Paris players.

Old Monet roared even more excitedly.

"Good job! Good job! There is nothing wrong with Paris being a good offensive player, but we can also become a wall at critical moments and block all goals!"

"Just like now, the ten people on the field cooperate tacitly and fight together. The most important thing is that none of them is lazy, and none of them give up the game!"

"I'm proud of this Paris, lads, great job, I'm proud of you!"

In the stands, the Paris fans also shouted wave after wave.

Everyone was infected by Paris' tenacious counterattack. They stood up one after another, shouting 'defense' loudly, and kept cheering for the home team.

A child looked at Yi Le's embarrassed posture on the big screen, and said innocently, "Dad, Yi seems to be in pain."

The father had already clenched his fists nervously at this moment. Hearing what his son said, he couldn't help saying: "Yes, he is in pain!"

"Then why does he keep going?"

Father was silent for a while and said, "There are many reasons."

"for example?"

The father took a deep breath, pointed to the Paris team badge on the little guy's chest, and said, "The team name and team badge on the chest!"

At the coach's bench, Boas also watched this scene with relief, and he whispered to Michelle: "Man, they are really good!"

Michelle nodded and said: "Yes, their tenacious performance touched everyone."

"I once heard a saying that the team name on the chest is more important than the name on the back. At that time, I thought it was a statement about the honor of the team. Now I find that I was wrong." Boas took a deep breath and said : "The team name on the chest refers to the team, and the name behind it refers to the individual!"

"Football is a team game. One person can never change anything, but ten people can do miracles."