Chapter 248 Red Forest Entanglement (Part 2)

"Ah, I would rather watch Tony Twain and Jose Mourinho one-on-one on the sidelines." The commentator did not hide his distaste for this kind of stuffy battle, "To be honest, I don't think Peter G. Crouch is a qualified center forward, and his characteristics are very weird... The Forest team is wasting their few chances to counterattack. Maybe Coach Tony Twain thinks that Pete Crouch, who is 2.01 meters tall, can become an excellent center forward. , but obviously not now."

The commentator complained, and Twain could actually see that Crouch was not the type of center forward who could rely on his body to hold the ball, then control it under the fierce pressure of the opponent, and wait for his teammates to come up to support. Crouch worked very hard, but under the defense of the two central defenders, Terry and Carvalho, he seemed to be struggling. What I need is a center forward with strong body, good header and good ball control skills, not someone like Crouch who is tall but prefers to use his feet...

Crouch isn't the best person to execute this play, so who is?

He glanced sideways at the bench and saw a young man. Since joining the Forest team, he has only played in a few warm-up matches, and he is the last Danish kid among the four forwards.

Freddie Eastwood is a direct descendant that he dug out by himself, and he needs to focus on training, so the position of the main force is naturally stable. And Mark Viduka spent 6 million pounds on the club. Leaving aside his ability and reputation, how could a striker who spent so much money on the club let him be a substitute? Pete Crouch has outstanding characteristics, and he is low-key in the team. Dunn arranged him as the third striker, and he has no complaints. And this young man... If he is not given a chance to prove himself, those reporters who stare at the forest team's locker room all day long to dig out some explosive news will have something to play with, right?

"Tell the Danish kid to warm up." Dunn said to David Chrislak.

"Bentner, five minutes of warm-up time." The assistant coach got up and leaned toward the bench, raised his right hand and spread five fingers and said to Niklas Bendtner who was sitting on the bench in a daze.

Bendtner turned his head to look at Chris Lark, and then his gaze passed the assistant coach to the head coach Tony Twain next to him. He saw that the young head coach was concentrating on watching the game, so he stood up, put on a yellow vest for himself, and trotted out.

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Nottingham Forest and Chelsea are still entangled with each other, like two boxers hugging each other, unable to use their favorite and powerful moves, because they are all busy restraining their opponents from punching.

This mutual restraint situation is not what Mourinho wants to see. If he is dragged into the quagmire by his opponent like this, he will be very unwilling. Why? Because he is forced to be helpless by such an opponent in the away game, it will make him feel very angry.

Tony Twain is the same to Jose Mourinho as any unfamiliar England coach, a nobody, who is his target? Alex Ferguson, Arthur Wenger. Who is Chelsea's opponent? Manchester United and Arsenal! Even Liverpool, he didn't pay attention to it. Now that the league has started smoothly, how did Mourinho expect to be blocked so tenaciously in a stadium that accommodates 27,000 people?

What kind of team is Nottingham Forest? Won the European Champions Cup twice more than 20 years ago? It's just a flash in the pan...

I've seen a lot of teams like this, do you want to hear the name? I can report a lot without hesitation until you get tired of hearing it.

But I'm not here to tell you history, I'm here to win... Damn Nottingham Forest!

Chelsea's offense was met with tenacious resistance from the Forest team. The Forest team's backcourt was almost full of people. In the drizzling rain, the turf was slippery, which was not suitable for Chelsea players to play. Except for the shot that flew off the crossbar in the first half, Joe Cole didn't have any other performances that could appear in the close-up of TV. Not to mention Duff, who played very uncomfortable on the right, but now he is completely suppressed by the Frenchman Franck Ribery who came out of nowhere.

Chelsea's wing is tantamount to paralysis.

This can't work, he has to think of something...

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Bendtner soon heard the assistant coach calling his name and beckoning him back. So he ran back while throwing off his vest.

Tang En stood up from the coach's bench and took over the tactical board from Chris Lark. Bendtner ran up to him, panting slightly, it could be seen that he was looking forward to this game and was very confident.

Tang En looked at this excited young man, then glanced at the tactical tool in his hand, then he threw the thing on the seat, grabbed Bendtner, and made him face the field.

"Boy, what did you see?" Tang En asked.

"Uh..." Bendtner was stunned for a moment. He thought that Dunn would directly tell him who to replace after he came on the field, what the task was, and how to do it. Then he patted him on the shoulder and pushed him to the sidelines. Unexpectedly, the head coach would ask himself such a question.

"Ah...the situation is not good..."

"Yes, the brain-dead star knows that the situation is not good-do you know the brain-dead star? I don't know? Well, forget it, I will explain to you later... How do you think the current stalemate between the two sides can be changed?"

Bendtner finally confirmed that this was not a perfunctory situation. He thought this might be an opportunity to make a good impression on himself in the head coach's mind?

"Well... I think we need a center forward..."

"Of course, otherwise, why would I ask you to warm up, and then call you here for a long time? If I let you go, what do you think should be done?"

This time Bendtner was not in a hurry to answer Tang En's question. He stared at the field for a while, and then said: "Head the ball, fight for the first spot, hold the ball if you can, and pass it to your teammates if you can't." , if there are no teammates around...just shoot yourself!"

Tang En patted Bendtner's shoulder vigorously: "Very well, just do as you said, go on stage!"

William Gallas tackled the ball at Franck Ribery's feet out of the touchline, and Forest got a throw-in. The linesman put the flag in his hand above his head with both hands, which meant a substitution was required. The referee blows his whistle to indicate substitutions on the sidelines, and the throw-in should not be rushed.

The fourth official checked Bendtner's studs, checked his shin pads, and held up a substitution sign: "No. 21 on, No. 9 off!"

Crouch raised his hands to applaud the audience, and then ran down. The young man with long blond hair shook his rain-wet hair vigorously, let out a sigh of relief, and ran onto the court.

This is his first official game representing Nottingham Forest. Although he is not a starter, he will prove himself and let the boss understand that it is a waste to use him as the fourth striker!

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