Volume 1: Playing football with me will break your legs Chapter 71: Liverpool: Who can you rely on?
January 6th finally arrived.
"Good morning, brothers!"
First goalkeeper James Shea greeted everyone in high spirits.
Li Polo smiled and high-fived him:
"Are you better from your cold?"
No one practiced with him this week, so his shooting skills remained at a pitiful 21...
Seeing Shea officially return, the other teammates were very happy, only the second goalkeeper Ross Woerner looked a little depressed.
[What a shame, why don't you take two more days off? ]
[You have already beaten Manchester United on behalf of the team, why don't you let me play for Liverpool? ]
“Snap, snap, snap!”
Adre clapped his hands and walked in. He first glanced at Xie A:
"Oh, the team doctor told me that you have recovered."
Xie A nodded excitedly:
"Yes, boss, I can play in the game!"
But Adley shook his head:
"Unfortunately, James, the starting lineup was reported to the FA yesterday. Unless there are special circumstances with the starting XI, we cannot change the list."
Xie A's mood suddenly fell to the bottom!
And Woerner almost climaxed!
The ups and downs of life are so exciting!
But before he reached climax, he found that Xie A turned his head and looked at him.
[Wozhi, for the sake of a spot, he wouldn't want me to have a 'special situation' in the training match right? ]
[However, we are both goalkeepers, and we are separated by a whole stadium. Even if he wants to hurt me, it is impossible! ]
While Werner was still lost in thought, Adre waved to everyone.
The head coach exhaled white air and shouted:
"It's too damn cold today. Let's cancel the outdoor training and go to the tactical analysis room to watch the video one last time!"
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January is indeed the coldest month in England. Although the average minimum temperature is 2-3 degrees, the sun is almost invisible and small towns like Wimbledon lack the urban heat island effect. Instead, the heat will be lost too quickly due to strong winds and changeable weather, so the actual feeling will be even colder.
Back in the warm tactical analysis room, Cox had already turned on the projection screen.
The screen shows the first round of the Premier League this season, with Liverpool playing against Southampton at home.
In fact, the players had watched the video of this game ten days ago, and they also used this game as a reference for their training during the subsequent period.
According to the coaches, because Wimbledon and Southampton have actually played against each other, they have a real feeling of the gap in strength between the two sides, so this game is more valuable for reference.
Sterling scored the first goal in the 22nd minute. Young player Henderson intercepted the ball in the midfield and made a straight pass. The younger Sterling broke into the penalty area at high speed under the double-team of Fonte and Maya Yoshida and scored with a shot.
Southampton equalized the score in the second half with midfielder Tadic assisting full-back Clyne, but the score of 1:1 did not last until the end. Sturridge had a flash of inspiration in the 79th minute and scored the winning goal with a light shot!
Liverpool beat Southampton 2:1, while Wimbledon beat Southampton 3:2. According to the simplest mathematical deduction, Liverpool is approximately equal to Wimbledon!
Anyway, we only beat Southampton by one goal!
Cox focused on replaying the goals scored by both teams, as well as several threatening offensive and defensive battles, and analyzed them at the same time:
"After Suarez left the team, Liverpool's main attacker was supposed to be Daniel Sturridge, who scored 21 Premier League goals last season and was the second-highest scorer in the Premier League after Suarez. However, he suffered a serious injury after the first three rounds and has not recovered yet..."
Li Polo and his teammates did not show any regretful expression of "sympathy for each other", but instead seemed to be gloating over other people's misfortune.
Reeves even said:
"Fortunately, he won't be on the field, otherwise he will be completely ruined!"
Li Polo was not happy after hearing this:
"Why were you looking at me when you were talking?"
Cox coughed and continued his analysis:
"In order to make up for the lack of firepower, Liverpool introduced Italian striker Mario Balotelli at the last minute of the summer transfer window. Unfortunately, the Golden Boy Award winner seems to be a little uncomfortable with the local environment. He has not scored a goal in half a season and can only sit on the bench to watch the game tomorrow."
The picture flashed past a big black man, and then fell on a slightly sad face.
Cox raised his chin:
"So, Liverpool's offensive firepower is actually very scattered. As of the 20th round, no one has scored more than 5 goals, except for their captain, Steven Gerrard. This guy should need no introduction, right?"
Liverpool's die-hard Akinfenwa nodded first:
"The Red Army captain is a traditional all-around player, with a strong defense and resolute offense. He is especially famous for his heavy artillery and direct free kicks. In addition, his nose in front of the goal is also top-notch. For example, in the Istanbul miracle that will go down in history, he used a beautiful header to sound the clarion call for the reversal of Milan..."
His teammates all showed disdainful expressions:
"You don't have to give us historical knowledge every time!"
"We all know how powerful this guy is!"
Adley knocked on the table:
"Bulman, you will be the one to mark this guy one-on-one. Polo, you also have to be careful when competing for headers, don't let him get the chance easily!"
The two players whose names were called nodded vigorously.
Boorman is the player with the strongest defensive strength in the midfield, while Lee Polo is the team's best header expert. Gerrard has the qualifications and strength to let them work together to deal with one player.
Cox switched the scene again, and came to a little black monkey running with its big butt twisted:
"Raheem Sterling is a talented winger trained by Liverpool. He is extremely fast and has a delicate feel for his feet. He is no less threatening to us than Mane of Southampton. However... he was injured in the last round of the league and cannot play in today's game, so our full-backs can be much more relaxed."
The two full-backs, Fuller and Smith, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Although the two older captains are experienced, they are most afraid of sprinters like Sterling and Mane!
Not only did they feel more confident, but other players at Wimbledon also smiled.
Sturridge is seriously injured, Sterling is slightly injured, and Liverpool's two most goal-scoring forwards are both unable to play. Who can they rely on to score goals?
Lambert, 32?
Can he touch the ball with Lee Polo and Phillips defending?
Or is it Balotelli who is in his prime?
Can he find where the goal is?
Cox then cuts to a young man with long flowing hair:
"Lazar Markovic is a 20-year-old young player bought by Liverpool from Benfica for 20 million pounds. He has strong ball control, fast start speed, and is relatively active in defense. He mainly plays on the right side. Smith, I leave it to you."
Smith immediately stated:
"No problem, he's still too young!"
Adley glanced at the information in his hand and added:
"He can also play in midfield, so beware of him cutting inside or switching positions with the central players."
Cox pursed his lips slightly but said nothing.
[After all... I am just an assistant coach! ]
The camera swept across Lambert, Henderson, Emre Can, Skrtel, Mignolet and other starting players one by one, and finally stopped on a face with severe forehead wrinkles like Gerrard, making him look a little sad.
Cox rubbed his chin:
"Their other young midfielder, Philippe Coutinho, well, Brazilian players have a pretty good feel for the ball, can occasionally take a long shot, and likes to play on the left. But he's a little thin, and it's too difficult for him to play in the Premier League. Fuller, I'll leave him to you, is that ok?"
Fuller patted his sturdy chest, and the whole conference room was filled with the sound of "dong dong":
"Just sit quietly on the bench and watch me deal with this skinny South American monkey!"
Looking at his confident appearance, Li Polo sighed secretly.
[You'd better pray to God that Coutinho will have diarrhea this afternoon.]
[If this Brazilian guy picks up a cloud-piercing arrow, you really can’t afford to offend him…]
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Special Note:
The author is not only not a Liverpool hater, but Liverpool is his primary support team, so he feels particularly emotional when he criticizes them.
The second home team is Manchester United, the third home team is Milan, and the special home team is the Chinese national football team.
