Chapter 933 The Second Half of the League Cup
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Lao Zuo
Unlike the Bradford players who walked back to the dressing room, shaking their heads in disappointment.
The Liverpool players hooked their shoulders and walked back to the locker room together with a smile. Lindy even saw Henderson jump up across De Gea and give Maguire a big punch.
Then the two chased and ran to the locker room.
Dalglish had already made preparations on the tactical board, and when everyone's laughter became quieter, he said slowly: "Today, I don't want to interrupt your interest, but I still hope that you can respect your opponents. Always at the locker room door."
Having said that, many people began to restrain their smiles, after all, the boss said so.
"Imagine, if you were opponents, how would you feel if you saw the champagne almost opened at halftime? What would you do in the second half?" Dalglish continued.
He walked up to Henderson, who had a disconcerted face, and stared at him until Henderson put away his expression, and then said: "In our era, the rules were not so complicated, and courage and tenacity were the team's Base."
"If someone dares to celebrate or cheer at the end of halftime, I can guarantee that he will be sent off in the second half!"
Dalglish's words were like a bucket of ice water, poured directly on Henderson's head.
Maguire, who was sitting opposite him, was also shocked, swallowed, and seemed to think of some terrible results.
The other people looked even more serious, and they no longer had the expression of a hippie smile.
Lindy could only shake his head secretly, 'Boss is too scary, a proper head teacher. '
Seeing that his words had an effect, Dalglish went back to the tactical board and made adjustments: "In the second half, Shaheen, you replace Henderson, and Skrtel, you replace Maguire."
The two most jumping players in the player channel were directly replaced, and Maguire and Henderson showed annoyed expressions on their faces.
I don't know whether I am regretting that my behavior has stimulated the opponent, or whether I am regretting that my behavior caused him to be replaced directly at halftime.
On the other side, coach Phil Parkinson is giving a passionate speech in front of the players.
The young, first-time Carling Cup finalists who met Liverpool were reinvigorated.
At the end of the speech, the coach Phil Parkinson bowed deeply to all the players present: "I want to thank you for bringing me to this stadium that I couldn't even imagine. We walked this journey together. Been through it together and this will be the proudest day of my career no matter how it turns out!"
"Finally, please fight for another 45 minutes, so that the result is worthy of our ups and downs along the way!"
A group of Bradford players with red eyes and tears walked towards the stage that they might only come to once in their lifetime.
On one side are unsmiling Liverpool players, and on the other side are Bradford players who are silent and suffocating.
As soon as the two sides entered the field, the noise of the new Wembley Stadium stagnated.
The players on both sides are preparing for the game with a dignified atmosphere just like when the game just started.
Even the referee of this game was a little stunned. He turned his head to look at the scoreboard of the stadium. The big scoreboard of 45:00 and 5-0 on the scoreboard reminded everyone all the time that now is the beginning of the second half.
Mayfair Parkinson stood solemnly on the sidelines with her arms folded.
This is true of all Bradford coaching staff, they stand silently behind the manager.
A desolate and tragic atmosphere rose on every Bradford player, and everyone's eyes were so determined, as if they were playing the last game of their careers.
"beep~"
With the whistle of the referee, like the final charge, the Bradford players started their attack.
If you don't retreat conservatively, it's like a death squad that will kill the general and capture the flag, rushing straight to the opponent's handsome flag.
"Oh!"
The two figures fell backwards. The referee hesitated for a moment, as if sensing the atmosphere, the whistle was not raised in the end.
Gerrard felt a little stunned by the collision, but he saw the opponent's player struggling to get up with a grim expression in the dimness, and continued to rush forward.
Lindy was also a little surprised when he saw that the other party was almost like a legion charging.
He stared at the opponent's offensive line, judging what tactics he would use.
But Mayfair Parkinson didn't arrange any tactics during the intermission. He just asked the players to cherish the last 45 minutes of glory in their lives.
The impetus on the face made the Liverpool players a little surprised. The person who should be replaced has already been replaced. Why is the opponent still desperate?
While hesitating, their movements naturally slowed down by half a beat, and Bradford's charge had already crossed the 35-meter line.
Lindy didn't move forward fast. He knew that all threats were at the last moment.
Sure enough, after the ground conduction that did not appear in the first half, the football soon came to the right wing of Liverpool's big penalty area.
Just when everyone was retreating, the world in Lindy's eyes suddenly changed!
"Fuck! So fierce?"
Lindy saw the scarlet streak flying in front of his eyes, rushing towards the penalty area, and then suddenly accelerated in Lindy's eyes, flying directly into the goal.
"So simple??"
In the next second, Lindy passively exited [God's Prediction], without giving Lindy a chance to react.
Looking at the opponent who was about to pass the ball, Lindy rushed directly to the penalty area regardless of the surprised eyes of others.
"Keep an eye on him!"
Lindy roared as he sprinted. The football had already flown over his head and headed straight for the edge of the penalty area.
A moment later, Lindy's Wood found that Skrtel turned his head because of his roar.
But with this turn of the head, the opponent's Bermuda national team forward Wells received the ball and turned around in one go, directly getting rid of Skrtel's defense.
Seeing the ball, Maguire slapped his thigh hard: "This ball, grab his shoulder directly, push the ball back, how did you defend?"
After turning around, Wells suddenly felt that the sky was clear and the land was wide enough to hit the door directly.
But just as he stretched his bow and set his arrow, feeling good and ready to volley violently, he heard a roar behind him.
In the next second, "Boom!"
The football rushed into the sky like an arrow from the string, and there was a burst of "Oh~~~~" at the scene
The Liverpool fans slapped their chests desperately and almost stole an opening.
Bradford striker Wells looked blankly at the football flying into the sky, was just stunned for a moment, and then slapped himself hard, extremely annoyed!
The next game was out of their original control, and all kinds of desperate fights were staged in front of the fans.
......
The Liverpool players hooked their shoulders and walked back to the locker room together with a smile. Lindy even saw Henderson jump up across De Gea and give Maguire a big punch.
Then the two chased and ran to the locker room.
Dalglish had already made preparations on the tactical board, and when everyone's laughter became quieter, he said slowly: "Today, I don't want to interrupt your interest, but I still hope that you can respect your opponents. Always at the locker room door."
Having said that, many people began to restrain their smiles, after all, the boss said so.
"Imagine, if you were opponents, how would you feel if you saw the champagne almost opened at halftime? What would you do in the second half?" Dalglish continued.
He walked up to Henderson, who had a disconcerted face, and stared at him until Henderson put away his expression, and then said: "In our era, the rules were not so complicated, and courage and tenacity were the team's Base."
"If someone dares to celebrate or cheer at the end of halftime, I can guarantee that he will be sent off in the second half!"
Dalglish's words were like a bucket of ice water, poured directly on Henderson's head.
Maguire, who was sitting opposite him, was also shocked, swallowed, and seemed to think of some terrible results.
The other people looked even more serious, and they no longer had the expression of a hippie smile.
Lindy could only shake his head secretly, 'Boss is too scary, a proper head teacher. '
Seeing that his words had an effect, Dalglish went back to the tactical board and made adjustments: "In the second half, Shaheen, you replace Henderson, and Skrtel, you replace Maguire."
The two most jumping players in the player channel were directly replaced, and Maguire and Henderson showed annoyed expressions on their faces.
I don't know whether I am regretting that my behavior has stimulated the opponent, or whether I am regretting that my behavior caused him to be replaced directly at halftime.
On the other side, coach Phil Parkinson is giving a passionate speech in front of the players.
The young, first-time Carling Cup finalists who met Liverpool were reinvigorated.
At the end of the speech, the coach Phil Parkinson bowed deeply to all the players present: "I want to thank you for bringing me to this stadium that I couldn't even imagine. We walked this journey together. Been through it together and this will be the proudest day of my career no matter how it turns out!"
"Finally, please fight for another 45 minutes, so that the result is worthy of our ups and downs along the way!"
A group of Bradford players with red eyes and tears walked towards the stage that they might only come to once in their lifetime.
On one side are unsmiling Liverpool players, and on the other side are Bradford players who are silent and suffocating.
As soon as the two sides entered the field, the noise of the new Wembley Stadium stagnated.
The players on both sides are preparing for the game with a dignified atmosphere just like when the game just started.
Even the referee of this game was a little stunned. He turned his head to look at the scoreboard of the stadium. The big scoreboard of 45:00 and 5-0 on the scoreboard reminded everyone all the time that now is the beginning of the second half.
Mayfair Parkinson stood solemnly on the sidelines with her arms folded.
This is true of all Bradford coaching staff, they stand silently behind the manager.
A desolate and tragic atmosphere rose on every Bradford player, and everyone's eyes were so determined, as if they were playing the last game of their careers.
"beep~"
With the whistle of the referee, like the final charge, the Bradford players started their attack.
If you don't retreat conservatively, it's like a death squad that will kill the general and capture the flag, rushing straight to the opponent's handsome flag.
"Oh!"
The two figures fell backwards. The referee hesitated for a moment, as if sensing the atmosphere, the whistle was not raised in the end.
Gerrard felt a little stunned by the collision, but he saw the opponent's player struggling to get up with a grim expression in the dimness, and continued to rush forward.
Lindy was also a little surprised when he saw that the other party was almost like a legion charging.
He stared at the opponent's offensive line, judging what tactics he would use.
But Mayfair Parkinson didn't arrange any tactics during the intermission. He just asked the players to cherish the last 45 minutes of glory in their lives.
The impetus on the face made the Liverpool players a little surprised. The person who should be replaced has already been replaced. Why is the opponent still desperate?
While hesitating, their movements naturally slowed down by half a beat, and Bradford's charge had already crossed the 35-meter line.
Lindy didn't move forward fast. He knew that all threats were at the last moment.
Sure enough, after the ground conduction that did not appear in the first half, the football soon came to the right wing of Liverpool's big penalty area.
Just when everyone was retreating, the world in Lindy's eyes suddenly changed!
"Fuck! So fierce?"
Lindy saw the scarlet streak flying in front of his eyes, rushing towards the penalty area, and then suddenly accelerated in Lindy's eyes, flying directly into the goal.
"So simple??"
In the next second, Lindy passively exited [God's Prediction], without giving Lindy a chance to react.
Looking at the opponent who was about to pass the ball, Lindy rushed directly to the penalty area regardless of the surprised eyes of others.
"Keep an eye on him!"
Lindy roared as he sprinted. The football had already flown over his head and headed straight for the edge of the penalty area.
A moment later, Lindy's Wood found that Skrtel turned his head because of his roar.
But with this turn of the head, the opponent's Bermuda national team forward Wells received the ball and turned around in one go, directly getting rid of Skrtel's defense.
Seeing the ball, Maguire slapped his thigh hard: "This ball, grab his shoulder directly, push the ball back, how did you defend?"
After turning around, Wells suddenly felt that the sky was clear and the land was wide enough to hit the door directly.
But just as he stretched his bow and set his arrow, feeling good and ready to volley violently, he heard a roar behind him.
In the next second, "Boom!"
The football rushed into the sky like an arrow from the string, and there was a burst of "Oh~~~~" at the scene
The Liverpool fans slapped their chests desperately and almost stole an opening.
Bradford striker Wells looked blankly at the football flying into the sky, was just stunned for a moment, and then slapped himself hard, extremely annoyed!
The next game was out of their original control, and all kinds of desperate fights were staged in front of the fans.
......
