Chapter 499: 1 group of lunatics

North of England, Newcastle, St James’s Park...
Uh, no, it should be called a sports goods direct sales stadium!
God, what a weird name this is?
However, the creative owner is still very complacent about it, even showing off many times. Read on mobile phone in interesting college
Who in the world can put the name of the company he founded on top of the most traditional and veteran team in England that is loved by most local fans?
Only him, Mike Ashley!
A wonderful middle-aged man who undressed in the public in order to pick up girls, danced pole dancing, took out a belt to pump his body, had fun, and let the reporters take pictures!
To paraphrase a saying from a Newcastle die-hard fan, "If this guy is not rich, his mother is a clown!"
But now, the clown is sitting in St. James's...oh no, it's the administrative office of the sports goods outlet court.
When the live broadcast commentator Mortensen heard from Sky TV, almost all Ashley jumped up from his seat, pointed at the TV angrily, and scolded.
The scolding made everyone in the office dumbfounded, as bad as they were.
Some people even secretly despise it in their hearts. Fortunately, he still prides himself on being a gentleman, and even scolds people with such malicious words?
What a shame!
"Derek!"
Ashley looked at the CEO, Derek Rambias, who was sitting not far from him.
"Thank me for trusting them so much, they are so useless, you say, why?"
The middle-aged England strange flower was already angry at this time, and his eyes were bloody, as if he was about to squirt.
Rambias smiled bitterly in his heart, boss, but Southampton is opposite!
The winners of the League Cup, FA Cup and Europa League last season have won the Community Shield and the European Super Cup consecutively this season. Do you think such a team can be compared?
I wanted to say before the game, the league rankings can't be taken seriously!
Can you listen?
Both you and Alan Padu were blinded by the league rankings, and you have forgotten how many catties you weigh!
But all these words, Rambias could not say, they could only rot in his stomach.
Unless, he doesn't want to do it!
"Boss, only a ball, ten minutes, we still have a long time, I believe we will be able to catch it back!"
These words of Rambias made Ashley a little relieved.
"He better chase me back, otherwise, I will fire him!"
Rambias still smiled bitterly. It didn't matter if Alan Padu was fired. The key is, who will take over?
Everyone is afraid of you, boss!
"Boss, look, the game has started again, we played very actively!"
Ashley looked at the TV screen and found that after the game restarted, Newcastle really played quite positively.
Just saw Kabaye's big foot transfer, and Alpha on the right took the ball unguarded.
"Okay, pretty, unmarked, Ben Alpha, kill them!"
The camera always followed Ben Alpha, but saw the Frenchman getting the ball ready to start, but Southampton's left-back David Alaba kept stuck in his inner path and squeezed Ben Alpha directly to the side.
When the French arrived on the wing, there were no teammates around to cooperate. Right back Simpson's duty was to wipe his butt, even when the team was attacking with the ball, he did not dare to press too hard.
Seeing that he was about to go out of bounds, Ben Alpha was still very personal. He just seized an opportunity from David Alaba and passed the ball.
"Newcastle's cross..."
When Mortensen's commentary came on the TV, Ashley suddenly applauded.
"Okay, pass it, kill the saints!"
But after the ball fell into the penalty area, there were a lot of people, but it was useless.
Harvey Martinez judged the landing point and blocked the ball with one kick.
Varane on the side rushed forward quickly, fighting Dembaba's speed, and grabbing the ball before the Magpies center.
After grabbing the ball, Varane did not stop on the spot, but continued to move forward.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime scoring opportunity!
Especially when he rushed to Tiote's defense zone, he scored the ball by himself, and smashed the defensive Tiote with his sprint speed!
Even if you are watching live TV, you can still clearly hear the exclamation from St. Mary's Stadium.
Who could have thought that this Southampton central defender would have this ability?
Ashley and Rambias both watched nervously. On the TV, Varane scored the ball after Tiot, then hit the 30-meter area of ​​Newcastle, and robbed the defender again. Pass in the foot.
The ball fell into the large penalty area, and LaVille Morrison was blocked by the defender Kolocini, unable to play at his own speed, and could only watch the ball fall to the left.
But Hazard on the left rushed up to grab Stephen Taylor. He smashed the ball and smashed the pounced Stephen Taylor. He shifted the ball to his right foot and saw LaVille Morrison pointing. Point to the front of oneself and make a diagonal pass with the right foot.
Ravel Morrison quickly rushed to the right post, faced the ball passed by Hazard, and gave a light push.
The ball was grabbed before the goalkeeper Kruel arrived and went straight into the goal!
"!!!"
The cries of John Mortensen’s goal came from the TV, resounding throughout the office.
"In less than two minutes, Southampton broke Newcastle's goal twice!"
"It's amazing. Who would have thought that after the stalemate of the previous ten minutes, Southampton would play so smoothly!"
"Two to zero, Newcastle has been driven to a dead end!"
"From the slow motion point of view, both attacks were initiated by the backcourt. They were both planned by Southampton defender Varane dribbling forward and backward. This made us wonder what happened to Newcastle's frontcourt. ?? Allowing the opposing center back to dribble across most of the court and plan two attacks?"
When John Mortensen’s voice fell, there was a bang from the office, and everyone inside was frightened.
I saw Ashley stand up all at once, his face full of cyanism, obviously quite dissatisfied with the situation of the game.
The first ten minutes is still in a stalemate, but suddenly, between two minutes, two goals are lost. What is this?
Is it fun?
"The striker, our striker should all be sold! Tell them to get out of here!" Ashley roared furiously.
John Mortensen has said that the forwards did not put in the counter grab, which caused Varane to take the ball forward.
In other words, the responsibility for losing the ball should be attributed to the striker!
Lambias didn't dare to say any more at this time, and could only meditate in his heart, letting Alan Padu ask for more blessings.
Who would have thought that Alan Padu's team would be like this?
Looking at Ashley again, he stopped talking after a roar.
But Lambias, who knows him, knows better than anyone else, the more so, the worse the result!
"Derek!"
"I'm here!" Rambias quickly replied.
"If we lose after this game, you call Alan Padu directly and tell him not to come back!"
After speaking, Ashley turned and walked out of the office.
At this moment, he appeared extremely determined!
Rambias looked at the boss's back with a wry smile.
Maybe Ashley is a very strange person, but if he can succeed, he must have his own way of success.
At critical moments, he has never been soft-hearted!
Looking at the TV screen, the lens happened to be aimed at Alan Padu on the sidelines.
The England marshal is yelling at his assistant John Carver, and he seems to be angry about the team's situation.
This made Rambias quite embarrassed.
"You have been fired, do you know?"
When Rambias said this to Alan Padu on TV, it was a bit ironic!
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Alan Padu obviously didn't know!
One thing he is having a headache is how to reverse the situation!
When Southampton scored the second goal, the whole situation had completely changed, almost turned into one side!
"We make adjustments and can no longer let them control the situation like this!" John Carver shouted loudly.
The Saints fans at the scene were crazy, and the noise they made was too loud.
Even if John Caval and Alan Paddue are close at hand, they still have to shout with all their strength to hear them.
"I know it needs to be adjusted, but how?" Alan Padu asked helplessly.
"Let our two centers suppress the opposing center defenders? What about Tony Cross and Modric?"
"And by doing so, doesn't it mean telling all the players that our pre-match arrangements are all farts? How can we persist in the team's low morale?"
John Carver was angry and anxious, clutching his head, full of distress and depression.
"If you don't adjust, Dembaba and Cisse are at a loss. The team has no direction. Let Southampton attack like this. We won't last long. This team is crazy!"
madman?
Alan Padu shook his head and sneered!
But not sneer at Southampton, but sneer at himself!
Fortunately, before the game, he thought that he and Southampton could have a chance of winning, and the well-arranged tactics could suppress Southampton.
But who could have imagined that, after ten minutes of persistence, he was killed by Southampton!
madman?
Yes, this team is a bunch of lunatics!
A group of lunatics who regard offense as their fate, but are completely unreasonable!
It was at this moment that he deeply realized why so many teams fell at the feet of Southampton!
Not as skilled as humans?
maybe!
But more importantly, the fearless and courageous momentum of this team!
Once let this team play momentum, they are a bunch of lunatics!
Newcastle was completely stunned by the opponent up and down!
Including him, Alan Padu!
It was also at this moment that he deeply realized that football is not as simple as he imagined.
It's not that you can combine eleven players and build a tactical system to form a whole.
Look at Bielsa’s team, look at this Southampton team. Every attack they make, every pass they make, even every move of their players, every word shouting to each other on the court seems to be With some kind of mystery.
Alan Padu couldn't guess what it was, but he knew very well that this game was lost!
Completely defeated!
The so-called top four in the league is just a shadow puppet show created in the first twelve rounds.
Southampton used two goals to brutally tear open the curtain of this shadow puppet show, allowing everyone to clearly see the truth behind the curtain.
Newcastle, that's it!
"Alan, UU reading www.uukanshu.com quickly make a decision!" John Caval still refused to give up.
He is Newcastle's own person, how can he accept that his favorite team suffered such a rout in the away game?
But Alan Padu had obviously been beaten out of fighting spirit.
Looking at John Carver, he smiled sadly, "Do we still have a chance?"
"Yes, there must be more!" John Caval yelled with great certainty.
But at this moment, there was another burst of cheers in the stadium.
It turned out that Ravel Morrison and Pogba made consecutive shots from the right, and then knocked back Danilo who was inserted.
Brazil's right back curved the ball into the penalty area, Ibrahimovic held Stephen Taylor with his body, stopped the ball and turned around to volley, and once again penetrated the Newcastle goal!
Three to zero! ()