Chapter 377: The Furious Conte
"Unbelievable, the game just started twenty-seven minutes, and the home team Piacenza was behind by 0:2. This is really...
On the court, when Reginado helped the team score a second goal, he couldn't believe it himself. He didn't react until the other Siena players rushed to gather him in the middle.
Then the entire Siena team came directly to the stands of its fans. This team, which had been tortured by failure for too long, finally felt the joy of victory again.
"Piacenza is completely in chaos. You can see Conte yelling at the players on the court. For a team that has been in the Champions League area, their performance from the beginning of the game to the present is a disaster."
Maybe it was because the five consecutive league wins were confused, maybe it was because the players' overall condition was sluggish, maybe Piacenza could use countless reasons to explain this game after the game, but the facts that were presented to everyone at this moment were a bit too cold.
After Piacenza's first goal was produced, the home fans who once beat the drums to cheer for their team were also very strangely quiet at this moment.
However, in the context of less than 30 minutes of the game, the referee did not give Piacenza much time to digest the subsequent blows. After a while, he urged the players of both teams to stand back to serve again.
"Shh!!!"
When the kick-off whistle sounded again, Piacenza began to show a very conservative defensive posture after driving the ball from the kick-off point. After his players were distracted, Conte did not force the players to counterattack immediately.
On Siena, all the players of this team cherish this hard-earned lead very much. Their coach also gave a new order when the team celebrated just now - to hold on to the counterattack that Piacenza is likely to arrive.
As a result, the tactical arrangements of the two teams resulted in the remaining twenty minutes of the first half of the game finally showing a calm posture.
The two teams played very cautiously, and the ball rarely appeared in the threatening area in the midfield area. If a viewer turned on the TV at this moment, he would be very surprised at the score of the two teams that were completely inconsistent with the current scene.
In the end, in this restraint, both teams achieved their respective goals, and the score did not change again until the referee blew the whistle in his mouth.
"Okay, the first half has ended, and the game has temporarily entered the intermission."
Liu Jianhong, who has been analyzing the reasons for Piacenza's backwardness in this game after the situation between the two teams has stabilized, finally stopped: "Both teams have returned to the locker room, and Piacenza, who is two goals behind, is urgently needed to make adjustments."
For a moment, after the two teams disappeared on the court, the entire Leonardo Stadium fell into peace, and most of the fans were whispering to exchange views on the game.
And in the Piacenza locker 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. He was angry at the bad performance of the team members in front of him, like a wild beast at this moment.
“…”
In contrast, the silent Piacenza players did not even dare to raise their heads with the coach's hair dryer performance.
"If you still perform like this in the second half, I will reconsider your position in the team!!!"
After venting his emotions for a while, Conte calmed down. Finally, he glared at the team members who sat in front of him, who were lowering their heads like students: "Raise your head now!"
The hair dryer can only vent his emotions at most, but it cannot save the team. As the head coach, Conte began to think about how to deal with it after losing the second ball. At this moment, he finally had a temporary idea.
"The first thing we have to do now is to get the score back, so we change the team in the second half."
Pulling the tactical board beside him, Conte quickly adjusted the formation of 442 above to 433: "Alberto goes to the left, Wolf goes to the right, Paul plays as a single midfielder, Raymondie's position remains unchanged, Razhas your position between the two of them."
The stamps representing the players quickly moved, and Conte made all the adjustments he made in one breath, and each player involved widened his eyes.
"The first thing you have to do after the kickoff in the second half is to push it out! Don't let our fans silent anymore, this is our own territory!!!"
"clear!"
"As for the defense line, Miranda, do you need me to replace you now?"
After the general direction is adjusted, we will naturally solve the problems exposed by the team. Conte took the lead in setting the attention of Miranda, the defender who made the most mistakes in the first half.
“No coaching is needed!!!”
Miranda, who was named, sat upright and responded loudly in an instant: "I swear to you that there will be no more low-level mistakes."
"Hope so."
Nodded without saying anything, Conte fell on the entire team's defense line: "In the second half, Racha and Raymondie will assist you in defense. I don't care about any method you use, I must block their forward line for me!"
“Learn from the boss!”
"very good."
After a series of adjustments, Conte almost exhausted his energy. He waved his hand and sat aside and stopped talking. The team members were still proud and dared not sit quietly.
"Bangbangbang!"
The knocks of staff members finally broke the atmosphere condensed in the locker room. As the captain of the team's game, Maurantano stood up first after the sound rang.
"For Piacenza!"
"For Piacenza!"
At this moment, the players turned all their depression into fighting spirit. Under the leadership of Tanho, the entire team went out to move towards the stadium.
"Spectators, welcome to the game scene, and the second half will begin soon."
As Liu Jianhong's figure appeared in front of the screen again, the two teams on the court had already stood up after the exchange.
"Shh!!!"
With a sharp whistle, the game began again.
"Casia pushed the ball out, and Giladino, who received the ball, passed the ball back to Ganso. Oh~, Piacenza's formation has been greatly adjusted, and Conte has arranged 433."
Chapter completed!