Chapter 551 The Furious Conte
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San Bi Xiao Dao Li
Chapter 551 The Furious Conte
"Unbelievable, just 27 minutes into the game, the home team Piacenza is 0-2 behind, this, this is really..."
On the court, after Reginaldo helped the team score the second goal, he himself couldn't believe it. He didn't react until other Siena players rushed to surround him.
Afterwards, the entire Siena team came directly under the stands of their own fans. This team, which had been tortured by failure for too long, finally felt the joy of victory in sight again at this moment.
"The Piacenza team is completely in disarray. You can see Conte yelling at the players on the sidelines. For a team that has remained in the Champions League zone, their performance from the start of the game to the present is a disaster."
Perhaps it was the five-game winning streak in the league that confused the eyes, maybe it was the overall sluggishness of the players, maybe Piacenza could explain the game with countless reasons after the game, but the facts presented to everyone at this moment are a bit too cold.
The home fans who once beat the drums to cheer for their team after the first goal conceded in Piacenza also showed an eerie silence at the moment.
However, in the context of less than 10 minutes into the game, the referee did not give the Piacenza people much time to digest the ensuing blows. After a while, he urged the players of the two teams to stand back to the serving point again.
"Shh!!!"
When the kick-off whistle blew again, Piacenza began to show a very conservative defensive posture after kicking the ball from the kick-off point. After his players had been discouraged, Conte did not force his players to counterattack immediately.
On the other side of Siena, all the players of this team cherish this hard-won lead very much, and their coach also issued a new order when the team celebrated just now-to defend Piacenza's possible counterattack.
In this way, the tactical arrangements of the two teams led to the less than 10 minutes left in the first half of the game finally showing a calm posture.
The two teams played very cautiously. The ball came and went in the midfield area and rarely appeared in the threat area. If a spectator turned on the TV at this moment, he would be very surprised at the scores of the two teams that were completely inconsistent with the current scene.
In the end, in this kind of restraint, both teams achieved their respective goals, and the score did not change until the referee blew the whistle in his mouth.
"Okay, the first half of the game is over, and the game is temporarily entering the intermission."
Liu Jianhong, who had been analyzing the reason why Piacenza was behind in this game after the situation of the two teams stabilized, finally stopped: "Both teams have returned to the locker room, and Piacenza, which is two goals behind, urgently needs to make adjustments."
For a while, after the two teams disappeared on the court, the entire Leonardo Stadium fell into silence, and most of the fans were whispering and exchanging their views on the game.
In the Piacenza dressing room, the atmosphere was not so quiet.
"XXX, XXX, What fuck you doing!!! cao~"
Italian, English, and even some non-standard Chinese swear words were crazily coming out of Conte's mouth. Enraged by the poor performance of the group of players in front of him, he was like a wild beast at the moment.
"..."
In contrast, the silent Piacenza players did not even dare to raise their heads under the coach's hair dryer performance.
"In the second half, if you still perform like this, I will reconsider your position in the team!!!"
After venting his emotions for a while, Conte calmed down. He finally glared at the team members sitting in front of him who were sitting like students with their heads down: "Now raise your heads!"
The hair dryer can only vent emotions at most, and cannot save the team. As the head coach, Conte has been thinking about how to deal with it since he lost the second ball. At this moment, he finally has a temporary idea.
"The first thing to do now is to recover the score, so we changed our formation in the second half."
Pulling the tactical board next to him, Conte quickly adjusted the upper 442 formation directly to 433: "Alberto goes to the left, Wolfer goes to the right, Paul is the single attacking midfielder, Raimondi's position remains the same, Raza, your position is between the two of them."
The stamps representing each player moved quickly, and Conte listed all the adjustments made in one breath, and every player involved stared wide-eyed.
"The first thing you have to do after kick-off in the second half is to press out! Don't let our fans be silent anymore, this is our own territory!!!"
"understand!"
"As for the defense, Miranda, do you want me to replace you now?"
After the general direction adjustment, it is natural to solve the problems exposed by the team. Conte took the lead in focusing on defender Miranda who made the most mistakes in the first half.
"No need for a coach!!!"
Miranda, who was named, immediately sat upright and responded loudly to Conte: "I swear to you, there will be no more low-level mistakes."
"hope so."
Nodding his head and saying nothing, Conte turned his attention to the team's entire defense line: "In the second half, Racha and Raimondi will assist you in defense. I don't care what you do, you must stop their striker for me!"
"Know the boss!"
"very good."
After making a series of adjustments, Conte almost exhausted his energy. He then waved his hands and sat aside and stopped talking.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
The knock on the door of the staff finally broke the condensed atmosphere in the locker room. As the captain of the team on the field, Maurantanio stood up first after the sound sounded.
"For Piacenza!"
"For Piacenza!"
At this moment, the players turned all their depression into fighting spirit. Under the leadership of Tanio, the whole team filed out to the field.
"Friends in the audience, welcome back to the game site, the second half of the game will begin soon."
As Liu Jianhong's figure reappeared in front of the screen, the two teams on the field had already stood up after halftime exchange.
"Shh!!!"
With a sharp whistle, the game started again.
"Cassia pushed the ball out, and Gilardino, who received the ball, passed the ball back to Ganso. Oh~, Piacenza's formation has been greatly adjusted, and Conte discharged 433."
Liu Jianhong's voice sounded immediately after the ball was kicked out. After the players of the two teams spread out, he, who followed Piacenza, immediately noticed the team's changes: "It seems that the Piacenza team is about to start their counterattack."
Chapter 1 here!thanks for your support!
(End of this chapter)
"Unbelievable, just 27 minutes into the game, the home team Piacenza is 0-2 behind, this, this is really..."
On the court, after Reginaldo helped the team score the second goal, he himself couldn't believe it. He didn't react until other Siena players rushed to surround him.
Afterwards, the entire Siena team came directly under the stands of their own fans. This team, which had been tortured by failure for too long, finally felt the joy of victory in sight again at this moment.
"The Piacenza team is completely in disarray. You can see Conte yelling at the players on the sidelines. For a team that has remained in the Champions League zone, their performance from the start of the game to the present is a disaster."
Perhaps it was the five-game winning streak in the league that confused the eyes, maybe it was the overall sluggishness of the players, maybe Piacenza could explain the game with countless reasons after the game, but the facts presented to everyone at this moment are a bit too cold.
The home fans who once beat the drums to cheer for their team after the first goal conceded in Piacenza also showed an eerie silence at the moment.
However, in the context of less than 10 minutes into the game, the referee did not give the Piacenza people much time to digest the ensuing blows. After a while, he urged the players of the two teams to stand back to the serving point again.
"Shh!!!"
When the kick-off whistle blew again, Piacenza began to show a very conservative defensive posture after kicking the ball from the kick-off point. After his players had been discouraged, Conte did not force his players to counterattack immediately.
On the other side of Siena, all the players of this team cherish this hard-won lead very much, and their coach also issued a new order when the team celebrated just now-to defend Piacenza's possible counterattack.
In this way, the tactical arrangements of the two teams led to the less than 10 minutes left in the first half of the game finally showing a calm posture.
The two teams played very cautiously. The ball came and went in the midfield area and rarely appeared in the threat area. If a spectator turned on the TV at this moment, he would be very surprised at the scores of the two teams that were completely inconsistent with the current scene.
In the end, in this kind of restraint, both teams achieved their respective goals, and the score did not change until the referee blew the whistle in his mouth.
"Okay, the first half of the game is over, and the game is temporarily entering the intermission."
Liu Jianhong, who had been analyzing the reason why Piacenza was behind in this game after the situation of the two teams stabilized, finally stopped: "Both teams have returned to the locker room, and Piacenza, which is two goals behind, urgently needs to make adjustments."
For a while, after the two teams disappeared on the court, the entire Leonardo Stadium fell into silence, and most of the fans were whispering and exchanging their views on the game.
In the Piacenza dressing room, the atmosphere was not so quiet.
"XXX, XXX, What fuck you doing!!! cao~"
Italian, English, and even some non-standard Chinese swear words were crazily coming out of Conte's mouth. Enraged by the poor performance of the group of players in front of him, he was like a wild beast at the moment.
"..."
In contrast, the silent Piacenza players did not even dare to raise their heads under the coach's hair dryer performance.
"In the second half, if you still perform like this, I will reconsider your position in the team!!!"
After venting his emotions for a while, Conte calmed down. He finally glared at the team members sitting in front of him who were sitting like students with their heads down: "Now raise your heads!"
The hair dryer can only vent emotions at most, and cannot save the team. As the head coach, Conte has been thinking about how to deal with it since he lost the second ball. At this moment, he finally has a temporary idea.
"The first thing to do now is to recover the score, so we changed our formation in the second half."
Pulling the tactical board next to him, Conte quickly adjusted the upper 442 formation directly to 433: "Alberto goes to the left, Wolfer goes to the right, Paul is the single attacking midfielder, Raimondi's position remains the same, Raza, your position is between the two of them."
The stamps representing each player moved quickly, and Conte listed all the adjustments made in one breath, and every player involved stared wide-eyed.
"The first thing you have to do after kick-off in the second half is to press out! Don't let our fans be silent anymore, this is our own territory!!!"
"understand!"
"As for the defense, Miranda, do you want me to replace you now?"
After the general direction adjustment, it is natural to solve the problems exposed by the team. Conte took the lead in focusing on defender Miranda who made the most mistakes in the first half.
"No need for a coach!!!"
Miranda, who was named, immediately sat upright and responded loudly to Conte: "I swear to you, there will be no more low-level mistakes."
"hope so."
Nodding his head and saying nothing, Conte turned his attention to the team's entire defense line: "In the second half, Racha and Raimondi will assist you in defense. I don't care what you do, you must stop their striker for me!"
"Know the boss!"
"very good."
After making a series of adjustments, Conte almost exhausted his energy. He then waved his hands and sat aside and stopped talking.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
The knock on the door of the staff finally broke the condensed atmosphere in the locker room. As the captain of the team on the field, Maurantanio stood up first after the sound sounded.
"For Piacenza!"
"For Piacenza!"
At this moment, the players turned all their depression into fighting spirit. Under the leadership of Tanio, the whole team filed out to the field.
"Friends in the audience, welcome back to the game site, the second half of the game will begin soon."
As Liu Jianhong's figure reappeared in front of the screen, the two teams on the field had already stood up after halftime exchange.
"Shh!!!"
With a sharp whistle, the game started again.
"Cassia pushed the ball out, and Gilardino, who received the ball, passed the ball back to Ganso. Oh~, Piacenza's formation has been greatly adjusted, and Conte discharged 433."
Liu Jianhong's voice sounded immediately after the ball was kicked out. After the players of the two teams spread out, he, who followed Piacenza, immediately noticed the team's changes: "It seems that the Piacenza team is about to start their counterattack."
Chapter 1 here!thanks for your support!
(End of this chapter)
