Chapter 72 The Footsteps of the Premier League (Part 1)

Sheffield United made a substitution at halftime. They replaced the core of the team's offense, Michael Tonge, with a striker, 21-year-old Steve`Kabba. . Tang En's understanding of this person was limited, he only knew some statistics. For example, as a striker, Kabba only transferred from Grimsby`Town this season. He played 25 times and scored seven goals, which is neither good nor bad. Tang En can't tell anything else from this data at all, what are his technical characteristics, what special habits does he have...

After watching for five minutes, Tang En could only tell that this person was fast, and everything else was gone.

Then he had to start thinking seriously about how he was going to respond.

The core of Nottingham Forest's tactics is to contain the opponent's midfield offensive organization headed by Tang Qi. What should I do if Tang Qi goes down? Sheffield United is now playing 532. It would be a waste to put two defensive midfielders in the middle. Without the strength to counterattack, they can only be beaten passively.

He felt that in order to strengthen the offense, he should replace one of Smeka and Pope with Jess, whose passing and set-pieces were extremely threatening. But Tang En was not sure, he didn't know if this was the change that old guy Warnock wanted to see,

The matter of shaking hands with Warnock in the corridor made Dunn very worried. He always felt that there was a conspiracy he didn't know behind every word the old man said.

Do you want to make any changes?

Tang En stared at the court in silence.

After another five minutes, it seemed that Kabbah was not a big threat, and the defense led by Dawson was completely able to cope with it. Tang En decided to make a change...

At this moment, the originally calm situation on the field suddenly changed!

Kabbah, who was replaced in the second half, used his speed to forcefully break through the Forest team's left back Davy`Oyen (Davy`Oyen), and then a kick that seemed to pass and shoot caused chaos in front of the Forest team's goal.

Then they saw their striker Paul`Peschisolido jumping up with his arms in the air.

Go in?

Tang En opened his eyes wide, hoping to confirm, but apparently the fans' eyes were better than his. Huge cheers erupted from the stands behind him.

"The goal was scored! Sheffield United recovered a goal! The biggest contributor to this goal was Steve Kabbah who was replaced in the second half! Let's look at the replay, it was Pesh Solido who scored the goal! Forest's Darren Ward, the goalkeeper, blocked the ball and it hit Pesh Solido right in the foot, and he slammed it... empty goal! Lucky guy!" Although it is hoped that Lawrenson will shave after the game. But Mortensen was unbiased when he commented on the game.

"Damn it!" Tang En scolded. Now the lead has changed from two goals to one goal, and the situation is already very dangerous. He has to make changes immediately, but this adjustment is not to strengthen the defense. Tang En's principle is that when leading by one goal, he must find ways to expand the lead. At least two goals lead before he can start thinking about defense.

Ian Jess, who was warming up, was called back by Walker. He stood by the coach's bench, took off his vest, and listened to Dunn assigning him tasks.

"Jess." Tang En looked at this veteran who was seven years older than himself. He was a free transfer from Bradford`City this season. Nottingham Forest is in an economic crisis, and it is impossible to offer him a good contract. He came here because of Paul Hart, but he did not expect Hart to take the blame and resign after half a season. But he still worked hard for the team, and his set-pieces were a scoring method that Twain could fully trust. "Remember that FA Cup game against West Ham?"

Jess nodded.

Tang En asked again: "Do you still remember the match against Wimbledon? What I told you after I replaced you."

Jess nodded again: "I remember, boss. You said we would definitely win, and you still want to bet with me."

"That's right. Let's make another bet today. I bet we will win this game..."

The Scot shook his head: "There's no need to bet, boss. I believe in you, and I won't let you down. What do you want me to do?"

Tang En laughed and said: "Go up and replace Pope, free Reid, organize the offense for me, pass the ball to Halewood and Johnson, if there is a set ball in the frontcourt, it doesn't matter whether you are on the left or right of!"

Jess blinked: "Like the game against West Ham?"

"That's right, the same!"

Patting Jess on the back, Tang En replaced him on the field.

The substitution quickly paid off. Jess's play revitalized the Forest team's midfield. His passing caused a lot of trouble for Sheffield United's defense. What's more, he also had a beautiful free kick. Sheffield United's defenders always moved Will be extra careful.

But such caution can't last long. Everyone knows what England's defensive style looks like. How can it be possible without physical contact and fouls?

Ian Jess created a free kick at the front of the penalty area, and then he himself took the penalty. When Dunn saw Jess put the ball on the top of the penalty area, he put his hands to his mouth and prayed.

He doesn't believe in God, but that doesn't stop him from calling God to help when he needs it.

Sheffield United just scored a goal, and their morale is at its peak right now. If this situation is allowed to develop, the situation will become so bad that Twain can't control it. The opponent's counterattack must be stifled in the cradle, and the most important thing is to suppress their arrogance. What pressure? goal!

Didn't you guys just make a move to narrow the gap to one point? Very good, I will widen the gap again.

So, Jess, don't let me down.

Ian Jess looked down at the ball on the TV screen, quietly waiting for the referee's whistle to allow the ball to be kicked. The audience couldn't see his expression, but this did not prevent the fans in the forest bar from cheering for him loudly.

"Shoot the ball in, you can do it!"

"Blast their walls!"

"If you can't get in, you have to beat me down!"

Burns looked up at the TV. Although he didn't say anything, he also looked forward to the scene those people shouted in his heart-goal.

As a professional player, he knew how delicate Twain's current situation was. One ball could break the original balance, and another ball could restore the balance.

"Ian Jess, Nottingham Forest's free kick expert, Tang En's most trusted set-piece player, played 32 times and scored three goals - all from direct free kicks." John Mortensen's voice came from the TV The noise in the bar gradually disappeared, and everyone stared at the TV screen breathlessly.

At the moment before Jess made a free throw, the overcrowded bar was silent. Almost everyone is in the same posture - looking up at the TV, holding a large glass of beer in their hands that they didn't have time to drink.

The picture on the screen cuts from a close-up to a distant view from the stands, which is a signal that a free throw is about to be made. There was no sound of breathing in the bar.

In the silence, Mortensen's voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Jess, he's about to kick..."

"Bang!" The sound of the football hitting the goal post.

"What a pity... oh! GOOOOAL—! Bounce into the net! Beautiful free kick! Jess didn't disappoint!"

"He never disappoints! Forest forest!" The people in the bar raised their glasses and collided with each other at this moment, "Cheers!"

Burns clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it on the bar.

"3:1! Nine minutes after Sheffield United scored, the Forest team hit Sheffield United again! They still maintain a two-goal lead, and the situation is very good! Mark, I ask you again: do you like electric or Manual? Haha!" Mortensen laughed out loud. Lineker, who was watching the game on a monitor in the BBC headquarters building, also laughed, and someone next to him came up to applaud him, celebrating that he finally "calculated" to lose Laurenson's beard.

Lawrence sighed helplessly, Sheffield United was too disappointing, it seems that today's beard will not be guaranteed.

Twain raised his arms and cheered on the sidelines, but he was soon hugged by the excited Walker.

"Tony! I see the Super League is waving to us!"

"I saw it too, and I heard its footsteps coming towards us!" Tang En thumped Walker's back excitedly, "Listen! Boom!"

"The sound of powerful footsteps...cough cough!" Walker coughed after being punched by Tang En.

After sending Walker back to the coach's bench, Twain purposely looked at the next coach's bench. He found that Neil Warnock was still standing on the sidelines, with his arms folded, not expressing anything. His team is already two goals down again, isn't he in a hurry? Isn't he angry? Isn't he furious?

This head coach is a very straightforward person who always likes to scold non-stop. In the first two matches between Twain and him, he hardly stopped talking during the 90 minutes. Why did he change so much in this match?

What kind of conspiracy does this old man have? !

Tang En frowned again, and the good mood just now disappeared.