Chapter 4: Want to score?

Recently, Millwall ’s performance was not satisfactory. They slipped into the relegation zone. The next three rounds of competition became the key to their relegation.
And at this juncture, Millwall ’s football hooligans acted and began to put pressure on the club, they could not accept such a dismal result.
They don't downgrade!
At the very least, they still have to stay in the British Championship!
Looking at the fierce fans, Dumbledore's eyelids fight straight, but he knows how fierce this group is.
"Ne ... Neil, let's not see it."
This guy's speech is unfavorable.
Neil Harid shook his head helplessly, he is the head coach, this time, he needs to stand up.
In front of the Millwall Club, the appearance of Neil Harid made the noisy scene quiet.
A crowd of football hooligans looked at this old captain who once led them, now the head coach.
Lard looked at Neil Harid with a sneer, and said, "You can't play football, you can't coach, Millwall is going to be destroyed in your hands."
Neil. Harid looks blue, but he tries to control his emotions, saying: "Lard, the club is at a critical moment now, we need your support, not trouble!"
"Trouble ?! Do you call this troubling ?!" Lalde's loud voice resounded like a gong, glaring at the bull's eye, and angered: "Look at what you guys played? Let's buy tickets It ’s not that you lose, we want to win, we want to rush! "
"Give us some time, I promise!"
Lard squinted at Neil Harid and finally sneered, saying, "For the majority of your life playing for Millwall, this time it's not embarrassing for you, but remember to me, we need Victory! Victory! Victory! "
Finally finished, Lalde waved his hand: "Let's go!"
Oh oh oh oh! ! !
Proud lion, strode, we are fearless!
Looking at the mighty leaving team, Neil Harid looked more and more ugly. He couldn't help looking up at the sky, a gray one, just like Milwall's bleak league record.
In the 2014/2015 season, Millwall faced the British Crown Waterloo and they were about to be kicked out of the British Championship.
The most desperate thing for fans is that they do not see any hope. The team seems to be exhausted by injuries and fatigue, and they ca n’t afford the slightest fighting spirit.
Ugly game!
This is a summary of fans' recent performances of Millwall.
This season is a nightmare for the Millwall, they fell to the relegation zone with a win, three draws and eight losses.
This result was a disastrous blow for the Millwalls.
The whole Millwall seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze and could not be abandoned.
How much do they want a ray of sunlight to come in, they need a hero to stand up and save this team that keeps falling into the abyss.
"That fan just now, did he not like Millwall?"
Suddenly, Yi Le asked when he appeared next to Neil.
Neil Harid slightly stunned, pursed his lips, shook his head hard and said: "No! He loves this team, he loves her more than anyone!"
Yile couldn't understand it. He looked at the strong man with the "male lion" on his back, his eyes full of doubts.
......
Yi Le was quickly settled, and his accommodation was arranged in the club ’s dormitory.
In the afternoon, Yi Le was called to the office by Neil Harid.
Neil Harid's expression is a bit cold, saying: "You don't have much time to adapt. You need to integrate into the team as soon as possible to help the team win. In the next game, you will become the substitute of Abdul. When When Abdu is weak, you need to play for him to help Millwall sort through the midfield, is there a problem? "
Yi Le quickly shouted: "No problem."
"Well, now follow me to the training ground, you need to understand the team's tactics as soon as possible."
In the training ground, Yi Le soon met with his teammates, not to mention enthusiasm or coldness. After all, there was no friendship, and before showing his strength, it was difficult for Yi Le to integrate into it.
But in the warm-up session, Yi Le's gorgeous style caught everyone's attention.
When they learned that Yi Le came from La Masia, there was a flash of surprise in their eyes, but it was only so.
After warming up, enter the group confrontation stage, the confrontation between the bench and the main force.
Interestingly, Grigory, who is Millwall's leading shooter, appeared on the bench.
When Grigori was young, he was in a brave state and could be called a goal. But as he grew older, he had to change the way he played, from a breakthrough striker to a pie forward, but fortunately, he had the ability to grab points. So that he can be qualified for this position, even in his professional years, the feat of scoring 21 times in a single season is a veteran rejuvenation.
But as he moved to Millwall, the chaotic midfield couldn't provide him with enough artillery shells. The veteran fell silent again, and now he can't even play, and can only sit on the bench.
The matchup soon began.
Yi Le appeared on the seat of the lower back. This is his familiar position. With the rearward movement of the organization midfield, he improved from the front to the lower back. The lower back became the engine of attack, and even some multi-functional back waists appeared. Defensive attack can be called a model in the industry.
Yi Le's thin body, Neil. Harid did not give him the burden of defense, he has only one task assigned to Yi Le, combing the midfield, strengthen the offensive ability.
The ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny.
Looked at Yi Le on the field, Neil Harid frowned straight.
What is this guy doing?
Is he walking?
The confrontation training has been carried out for fifteen minutes. Yi Le only touched the ball three times, and all of them touched the ball with one foot, without any dazzling performance.
And the teammates didn't seem to trust him very much, didn't pass him the ball, let him take the role of commander.
This is very embarrassing.
Yi Le wanders aimlessly in the midfield, but the teammates just ignore him as if he is an invisible man.
An organization midfielder does not pass him, what can he do?
Yi Le gave the answer, he was walking!
"It seems ... No!" Dumbledore said awkwardly.
He didn't want to refute Neal's face, but Yi Le's performance was really bad.
Neil Harid also frowned, he would not force the players to do unwilling things, he is different from those iron-handed coaches, used to listen to the voices and feelings of the players.
At this time, if it is changed to Sir Alex Ferguson, it is estimated that the large hair dryer will start to run crazy.
......
Yi Le played awkwardly. On the one hand, his teammates didn't pass him the ball. On the other hand, Millwall's playing style made him feel uncomfortable.
Football does not stay in the midfield for too long. They seem to trust the wings on both sides more, hoping to disrupt the opponent's defense through high-speed breakthroughs, but it backfired. In the confrontation with the main team, the two wings were completely blocked, not to mention a breakthrough. , They can't even do at least the dribbling.
Of course, the most depressing is not Yi Le, but Millwall's leading shooter-Grigory.
This item is standing in the opponent's penalty area, standing with his waist in the back, looking at the midfield behind him and the back line completely shaken by the opponent's left wing.
Grigory is a cake front. If he doesn't give him a cake, how can he score a goal?
This is the situation after he came to Millwall. A bad midfielder is completely unable to activate his ability to grab points.
The gantry of transporting shells that he didn't have, he was just a stuffy bomb!
The first half came to an end very quickly, Yi Le was awkward for the whole person, and Gregory was obviously used to it, wiped the polished forehead, took a breath of a few breaths, and was ready to end.
Grigory had just taken a step, and a person suddenly appeared in front of him, scaring him. When he saw the coming person, he asked in surprise, "Is there something wrong?"
"Want to score?" (Spanish).
Grigory :? ? ?
Yi Le froze for a moment, then anxiously scratched his ear and scratched his cheek, suddenly turned his head and ran away, rushed towards the coach seat.
After a few seconds, he dragged his breathless Dumbledore and walked over again.
Yi Le pointed at himself and Gregory, and said: "Translation."
Dentley panted a little anxiously, white-eyed Yi Le, UU nodded after reading www.uukanshu.com.
Yi Le repeated: "Want to score?"
Dumbledore stayed for a while.
"Translate!"
Yi Le shouted with dissatisfaction.
Dumbledore quickly translated.
It was Grigory's turn this time that he was stunned.
Want to score?
Of course thinking!
But how do you get in?
I saw that Yi Le's expression with a trace of grievances pointed to the replacement teammates not far away; "Then you control them and let them pass the ball to me."
After Dumbledore's translation, he looked at Yi Le with a surprised expression, this little guy is not stupid!
Knowing to find a backer.
Grigory suspiciously said: "Can you let me score?
It's not that he despised Yi Le, mainly because this sentence really has no credibility.
"I am from La Masia, Messi praised my pass!"
Yi Le said concisely.
In Yi Le's understanding, he did play with Messi. It was a shooting practice. One of his anti-aircraft guns was easily unloaded by Messi outside the training field, and then he encouraged him with a thumbs up.
Of course, this is a compliment to Yi Le's senses!
"........."
Grigory felt a little ridiculous. He did have the right to speak. If he let it go, his teammates would still be willing to give him face.
But ... is this little guy really trustworthy?
At this time, Yi Le tried to maintain a serious expression, mouth shape made ‘Messi’, and then patted his chest confidently.
Grigory looked at each other speechlessly and struggled for a long time, but it is undeniable that he was still eager to score.
"You only have three chances to organize an attack!"