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Chapter 630 Fighting Russia (5)

Chapter 630 Fighting Russia ([-])

As soon as Capello returned to the locker room, the team doctor came up and said, "Fabio, let me check for you."

"Fabio, you'd better be on the bench for the second half."

Capello chuckled, "My team can surrender, but I can't."

The team doctor didn't continue talking, but just reminded Capello to take the medicine, and Capello nodded.

In the locker room, there was deathly silence. For the Russian players, this was not just a game, but the pressure from the host was too great. They finally understood Brazil 4 years ago.

"We lost, we lost," Djuba cried like a child at this time, and Akinfeev on the other side was much calmer. It is impossible for a veteran of his age to cry in public.

"Don't cry, there are 45 minutes left, fight like a man to the end."

fighting?How to formulate that strategy?It's impossible to get back, should we continue to attack?

These require Capello's final decision.

Everyone looked at Capello at the same time, expecting what Capello would say. Capello's expression was iron, and he said one word - attack.

Capello is the kind of character who would rather stand and die. Even if the Chinese team scores five more in the second half, he will still choose to attack.

Even the boss has spoken, and everyone understands it in their hearts—offensive.

In the locker room of the Chinese team, the players had already celebrated in advance, and Mu Fei even danced in the locker room.

"Mu Fei, what kind of dance are you doing? It's neither fish nor fowl."

"Can't even tell? Hip-hop."

Pfft, Fang Suo immediately knew that Mu Fei was a layman. The so-called hip-hop was just a general term, and there were still many specific categories below.

Mu Fei was dancing, and Geng Chong was secretly recording with his mobile phone, "If this weird dance is posted on the Internet, it will definitely cause a craze."

"Mu Fei, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Are you cramping like this?" Li Guo asked with concern.

"Hahahaha," the audience roared with laughter, Mu Fei was embarrassed, "Old man, I'm a hip-hop dancer, can you understand the lives of young people?"

"Fuck, hip-hop? Who would have known that you danced so ugly, I thought you had a muscle spasm."

puff! !

Mu Fei blushed, "Forget it, I won't dance, you people have no vision, I belong to dancing to the cow."

Li Guo came in, and everyone was quiet, waiting for Li Guo to order the tactical arrangement for the second half.

"First of all, don't irritate your opponent. It's unnecessary. Anyway, we won the game. Second, don't get injured. Play at a slower pace."

The big guys nodded.

*****

Inside the stadium, BBC commentator Martin Taylor was elated. As an Englishman, he also hates Russians. Now that the Russian team is being abused, can he be unhappy?

"The Chinese team, the host killer, has upgraded. It used to be a small abuser, but now it is a violent one. However, Russia is too weak. Even if you don't meet the Chinese team, you will meet the Croatian team. This is probably the same result."

"In addition, this is also a good thing for the World Cup. At least those extreme fans in Russia can rest and rest. They should be tired from fighting this month," said Martin Taylor, who still didn't forget to laugh.

Sitting behind him was the Chinese commentary seat, and Li Zibing murmured: "It's really wicked, it's just gloating."

Liu Jianhong chuckled, "The British and the Russians are the same. In fact, don't say anything about the other." Liu Jianhong didn't like both sides. After all, football reporters are the most injured in this kind of fight, and there are often news about reporters suffering.

"What are you doing?" Li Zibing asked.

"Look at Weibo."

At this time, the discussion in the country has been high, and the phrase "won the World Cup" that I never dared to shout out was also shouted out.

Yes, Chinese fans may have thought about this sentence when they were dreaming, but they dared not shout it out, but this time, everyone shouted it out justifiably.

"Okay, don't look, the players have come out."

******

In the second half, after throwing away the burden, Russia's offensive play became simpler, a bit like Arshavin's at that time, but the accuracy of the passing was still a little bit worse.

Of course, it is also because the Chinese team's pressing has dropped significantly, especially in the midfield, the Chinese team basically stopped shoveling.

Shatov took the ball from the wing, facing Geng Chong, Shatov fought for speed, Geng Chong knew that Shatov must be crossing, this is his fixed routine.

But this time Shatov missed the cross, he dunked with the sole of his foot, passed Geng Chong, and then Shatov cut into the penalty area.

Shatov also felt that the Chinese team's defense has relaxed a lot, and he might not be able to enter the penalty area in the first half.

Yin Di left a big hole for Shatov. Shatov finally decided to shoot by himself, and the ball went straight to the goal. Yan Junling stretched out his hand, but the ball was faster and flew into the far corner.

Russia pulled one back, 2-5.

This ball did not ignite the passion of the home court, but only brought a burst of sympathetic applause.

2 to 5 was also the final score. Russia was eliminated, and the hosts ended the game. After the game, the Russian players fell on the lawn, tears and sweat intertwined. The Chinese players comforted the Russian players around them.

Zhou Dun held Jiuba's arm, and the latter was already in tears, "You are already great, you scored a goal."

"But the next time Russia hosts the World Cup, I will be a grandfather."

Zhou Dun smiled slightly, "Maybe we will be coaches at that time, and we can still play against each other."

The players on the field explained that football is not only about winning or losing, but Capello is different. He knows that in the end of a football game, someone must come out and take the blame.

After shaking hands with Li Guo, Capello left the field. Chen An asked Li Guo, "Will he be the second head coach to be dismissed in this World Cup?"

Li Guo chuckled: "Whether it's true or not, one thing is for sure, that is, it doesn't matter to me."

Chen An joked: "Why don't you care about your business, it's all because of you."

Li Guo raised his right hand high: "Speak nonsense again, believe it or not, I will slap you."

"Hahaha."

*****

In the stands, the Russian big man had already left surrounded by bodyguards. Before leaving, he left a sentence, "Contact Abramovich and let him handle the head coach of the Chinese team. I hope he will become the next Russian head coach."

What outsiders don't know is that in Russia, the selection and salary of the head coach of the national team are all decided by Abramovich.

As soon as this remark came out, Abramovich, the owner of Chelsea, knew that he must deal with Li Guo.

(End of this chapter)