Four Hundred and Eighty-Eighth Exposing Mourinho's Background

From the moment Di Maria rushed up with the ball, a deep heart on the sidelines had already reached his throat.

After seeing other people pass the ball and break through Vidic who swooped up to grab it, Gao Shen knew that there was something to be done with the ball.

Seeing Di Maria break into the front of the penalty area with the ball and facing Evans alone, Gao Shen almost blurted out and shouted those two words: pass him!

Di Maria is a fast player and skilled at his feet. Once he is allowed to rush up and give him space, he can really create a deadly threat.

Of course, his dribbling ability is still a little bit behind compared with Messi's Bug, but it is amazing enough when combined with his speed, and he often has some magical touches on the court.

For example, facing Evans this time, I saw Di Maria dribbling the ball straight to Evans without slowing down, forcing the Manchester United central defender to retreat and retreat. After rushing into the penalty area, Di Maria suddenly Stepping on the ball with his left foot, he pushed it behind him, and the whole person stopped suddenly, and Evans, who had just shifted his center of gravity, also stopped suddenly.

After the emergency stop, Di Maria directly made a fake move to make a horizontal inward cut, which made Evans shift his focus again.

Unexpectedly, when Evans just wanted to block Di Maria, who was cutting inside, he found that the Argentine just feinted, and his right foot did not touch the ball at all. He stepped on a bicycle and swiped the ball to the baseline with his left foot , the whole person suddenly accelerated, throwing Evans away.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the two came into contact, Evans was tricked by Di Maria so that he lost his center of gravity and slipped and fell in the penalty area.

After Di Maria passed Evans, he was already blocked at a small angle on the left side of the penalty area. Van der Sar sealed the entire area tightly, and he had almost no shooting angle to find.

So, after another sudden pause, the Argentine tricked Van der Sar into thinking that he was going to shoot, but in fact he sent a cross with his left foot.

The football slid from left to right along the penalty area line.

Sanchez, who was still on the periphery, quickly inserted from the right rib to the right side of the goal. Facing Di Maria's cross pass, he pushed with his right foot and the ball went straight into Manchester United's goal.

Van der Sar, who was on the left post, had nothing to do.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!"

"Napoli equalized!"

"Brilliant assist from Di Maria, Sanchez took the opportunity calmly!"

"One to one!"

It was also at this moment that Gao Shen jumped up.

draw!

One to one, this is not a good result.

For Naples, the opponent was given a valuable away goal, but at least it was tied.

Gao Shen still ran to the sidelines and shouted vigorously to Di Maria and Sanchez, cheering for their wonderful goals.

The Naples fans throughout the stadium were equally excited.

Evening is a good thing after all.

The players in Naples also seemed quite excited, and they kept celebrating on the sidelines. At the same time, they also called on the fans to shout louder and work harder.

The fans in the stands were also cheering and shouting frantically, calling on the team to make persistent efforts and score another goal.

A one-to-one score is not a good thing for a guest at Old Trafford in the second leg.

And Ferguson seemed to be aware of this, and immediately chose to retreat.

In the final minutes of the game, Napoli launched a fierce attack, but they were never able to form a threatening shot.

United also played a quick counter-attack, a direct pass from Berbatov, but this time it was not Cristiano Ronaldo, but Rooney.

The England striker dribbled the ball into the penalty area, but Lichtsteiner, who was positioned in time, poked the ball to Bonucci in time.

In the end, the two sides shook hands one to one to make peace.

...

At the moment when the whistle sounded at the end of the game, the first thing Gao Shen did was to drink water.

The mouth is dry and the throat is like smoke.

This game brought him a lot of pressure, but also made him very nervous.

On the whole, Naples did not make a mistake. The conceded goal was more of an exquisite cooperation between Manchester United players, but it must be admitted that Gao Shen and the coaching staff had never thought that Berbatov would connect with Ronaldo.

He failed to hold hands sixteen times, but on the seventeenth time he just rolled the sheets and got the certificate!

Who should I ask for reason?

"You said, could this be Ferguson's arrangement?" Gao Shen asked ponderingly.

"Impossible." Zidane shook his head. "The most he wants is for them to succeed and create a certain environment, but it is unrealistic to say that he is sure of it. So... it is both strength and luck."

Strength, so that Berbatov can be defended by two players, have enough technical skills to send a direct pass, so that Cristiano Ronaldo can forcefully surpass Vargas with speed.

As for luck, the previous 16 failed attempts, but this time it worked, what is it if it’s not luck?

"Zinedine is right. Don't think your opponent is so strong. Ferguson is also a human being, but he has more experience. If you play a few more games with him and win him a few more times, the aura of idol will naturally disappear." Carlo Persuade.

He really felt that Gao Shen respected Ferguson so much that he exaggerated Ferguson's ability too much.

There is no doubt that Ferguson is great, but even the greatest coach will lose and make mistakes.

Ferguson is an old man, can he calculate everything so clearly?

Gao Shen nodded with a wry smile.

Both Carlo and Zidane persuaded him before the game, because they all felt that Gao Shen faced too much psychological pressure when facing Ferguson.

It wasn't just the pressure of the semi-finals, but also the pressure Gao Shen put on himself.

But only Gao Shen himself understands that it is more than just the pressure of idols.

The first book he read over time was Ferguson.

His management, his tactics, his on-the-spot command... Almost everything about him has Ferguson's shadow in it.

Of course, Gao Shen is the director of Bozhong's famous coaches, but he also admires Ferguson from the bottom of his heart, and his coaching style is naturally biased towards Ferguson.

In this case, even if he always said that he wanted to meet Ferguson, but he really met him, and he was really under a lot of pressure.

...

"Good job, lad."

Gao Shen took the initiative to walk to the coaching bench of the visiting team, and shook hands with Ferguson and the Manchester United coaching staff.

This is also the demeanor that all home coaches should have.

Ferguson's evaluation of Gao Shen is quite high.

"Frankly, sir, I'm a little nervous." Gao Shen smiled wryly.

Ferguson was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head dumbfounded.

how to say?

"Do you know how old I am?" Ferguson asked coldly.

"Of course, sixty-seven, born on December 31."

Ferguson was a little surprised, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I remember it quite clearly."

"I grew up watching your games, and I am your die-hard fan." Gao Shen said seriously.

Ferguson looked at Gao Shen with a smile, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the young man in front of him was really amazing.

He was only twenty-eight years old.

Looking at Gao Shen in front of him, he is full of his youthful figure.

At that time, he was still playing football, but he had entered the twilight years of his career. He coached Falkirk in the Scottish Second Division as a player and coach, and that was his first time on the coaching bench.

At that time, he never thought that he would become an excellent head coach. For him at that time, this was actually just a job.

Even in 1978, before taking charge of Aberdeen, he never thought of doing anything on the road of coaching.

But the depth in front of him is different. At the age of 28, he is already a champion coach of the Champions League. He has been promoted to win the championship for two consecutive seasons. This season, he is expected to win the first Triple Crown in Italian history and the second Champions League in his coaching career. .

For this achievement, Ferguson can only sigh with emotion: It's great to be young!

When thinking of this, Ferguson couldn't help but sighed, "I always thought that you kid is putting a high hat on me on purpose. I have only won two Champions Leagues after decades of coaching. You will get one as soon as you debut. , and now we're in the semi-finals again."

"Although you have no hope in the Champions League this season, reaching the semi-finals is good enough, and you still lost to me and Manchester United, so, you know? You say you are my fan, which makes me feel pressured Big."

"Do you understand what I mean?" Ferguson asked back.

Gao Shen smiled cheerfully and nodded, "Are you really under pressure?"

"Nonsense!" Ferguson blurted out, "Go ask that damn Portuguese, after he lost to you, he didn't sleep well for several nights..."

After a pause, Ferguson smiled sarcastically, "He won't let me say this, don't say I revealed it."

Dare to feel, the old man got excited and directly exposed Mourinho's background.

"In the final analysis, why are you happy to see newcomers emerge? That's a lie. Everyone wants to win, and no one wants to lose. I'm sixty-seven. How can I lose to you, a twenty-eight-year-old young man?"

Gao Shen could understand this feeling, but he still smiled cheerfully.

"Actually, I can see that you are a bit reluctant to let go. You didn't fully play to the level that you should have in Naples throughout the game. I can only say that if you are in this state of mind and perform like tonight as a guest Old Trafford, you will lose!" Ferguson said confidently.

Gao Shen understands this truth, but there is no way to say that something like stress is gone.

"I try to get over it."

Ferguson stretched out his hand with a smile, hesitated, and patted Gao Shen on the shoulder.

For this simple action, he was actually a little stressed.

Because Gao Shen is now one of the top marshals in Europe.

Of course, Gao Shen wouldn't mind his gesture of showing intimacy.

"Are you really my fan?" Ferguson asked suddenly.

Looking at his expression at this moment, Gao Shen suddenly had an absurd idea in his heart. Isn't Ferguson at this moment the expression he had when he mentioned Guardiola?

Sure enough, this bad old man is very bad!

"A question for you to test your fan level." Ferguson laughed.

After thinking for a while, Gao Shen nodded and said, "Say it."

After thinking about it seriously, Ferguson asked, "What's the name of the bar downstairs on Paisley Avenue West?"