During the halftime interval.
Li Ang was lecturing in the locker room. He used a very strict attitude to reprimand the performance of the field in the first half. He was most dissatisfied with the team's attitude in the game. It could not be said that the players were lazy, but the team did not show the kind of momentum and fighting spirit that Li Ang wanted to see in the decisive battle.
Especially Arjen Robben, Li Ang directly expressed his dissatisfaction with the player.
"David Reuben!" Li Ang looked at Reuben. "What I want to know is, what did you do last night? Did some bitch from Fifth Avenue exhaust you?! "
The players looked at the manager in surprise. It seemed that they did not expect the manager to speak so harshly.
However, there were also people who applauded the manager's words. Everyone saw Reuben's performance in the first half of the game. To some extent, the starting striker's "lack of fighting spirit" to a certain extent also affected the other players to a certain extent.
Reuben did not dare to look at Li Ang. He hung his head, which made Li Ang even more disappointed. If this person dared to look back at him with anger and unwillingness, although Li Ang would not be happy, at least it showed that this person was courageous.
"In the second half of the game, I want to see a different you." Li Ang said, "Run actively, use your speed and skills to cause trouble for Salamanca's defensive line!"
"Their big center back turns slowly! You have your advantages! "
Li Ang looked at the silent Reuben. He was angry. If possible, he wanted to replace Reuben now, but he had no one to use now. Unless it was a last resort, Li Ang could not make up his mind to replace Michael Pihra so early.
*****
Later, Li Ang began to arrange the tactical adjustments for the second half. Li Ang's cell phone rang. He looked at the number. It was Fernandez, the manager of the B team.
Li Ang immediately knew what the call was for. He asked Fernandez to keep an eye on the situation of the other matches. Before the match between Sporting de Gijón and Salamanca started, the second half of the match between Leganés and Messi in Asian City had just started. At this time, the match over there should also be over.
Currently, in the Segunda División B standings, Sporting de Gijón was ranked eighteenth and Leganés was ranked nineteenth. The latter was obviously Sporting de Gijón's most direct competitor to avoid relegation.
"Jesus." Li Ang pointed at the door.
Assistant Coach Scott nodded, indicating that he would be in charge of the locker room.
Li Ang walked out and closed the door before answering the call.
"Li!" As soon as the call was connected, he heard Fernandez's anxious voice. When Li Ang heard it, he knew it would not be good news.
Sure enough, he found out the result of the match between Leganés and Messi in Asian City from Fernandez. Leganés defeated Messi in the away game with a score of three to two and got three precious points.
"Can we win this game?" Fernandez asked with concern. He certainly knew what it meant for Sporting de Gijón if Leganés won.
"We will win!" Li Ang replied seriously. Then he thanked Fernandez and hung up the phone.
Li Ang, who had returned to the locker room, looked at the players. Generally speaking, the manager would temporarily hide such bad news from the players for fear that it would affect their performance and bring psychological pressure to the players.
However, Li Ang suddenly decided to tell them the contents of the phone call. Perhaps it would have an unexpected effect.
"Do you know who called just now?" He took out his phone and shook it.
Everyone looked at him.
"It was the manager of Team B, Mr. Fernandez." Li Ang threw the phone on the table, making a clanking sound. "Of course, it doesn't matter who called. What matters is the content of the call!"
This piqued the players' interest.
"The match between Leganés and Messi in Asian City is over," Li Ang said. Then he observed everyone's expressions. "That's right, it's bad news! Leganés won! "
There was a burst of discussion in the locker room. Everyone obviously knew what it meant for Sporting de Gijón if Leganés won. In terms of points, Sporting de Gijón and Leganés both had 30 points. Sporting de Gijón had temporarily surpassed Leganés because they had a few more goals. Now, Leganés had won this round of the league. If Sporting de Gijón did not win, then Leganés would surpass Sporting de Gijón in the rankings. This would also mean that Sporting de Gijón would slide further into the abyss of relegation.
"Well … I believe that you all understand what this means. I understand that maybe some people think that even if the team is relegated, it won't affect their future much. They don't have to worry about not having a future! "Li Ang said expressionlessly.
"If anyone thinks that, then they're wrong!" Li Ang suddenly raised his voice. "The team is relegated. This is not only a loss for the team, but also a disaster for everyone here!"
"If I were the manager of another team, when I choose new players, I wouldn't like to use players from a relegated team!" Li Ang said. "I'm not biased! Even if I really value a player from a relegated team, I will observe his performance this season and see how he performs in the team's battle to avoid relegation. If he works hard and the team is relegated, then he will have a clear conscience. Very good, I want this player! But if he is indifferent to the team's terrible situation, even in the battle to avoid relegation, then I'm sorry, I don't like him! I don't trust such a player! "
Li Ang was very straightforward. Few managers would be so straightforward, but Li Ang did it because he knew that at this time, this way of speaking was the most effective!
He only had one thought now, and that was to use any method to ignite the fighting spirit of the players, to make them scream and play with their lives in the game. That was the most important thing!
*****
"So, everyone, please remember! You need to work hard. This is not only for the team, but also for yourselves! "Li Ang said." There's one more thing, which may be unpleasant to hear! That is, the team's current financial situation is very bad. You know that, but does the team owe you a penny of salary? No! No! "
"Even in the most difficult times, President Arango would rather sell his shares in the industry to ensure that all of your salaries are paid on time!"
"Even in such a situation, the president even offered a winning bonus!"
"You are all professional players. What you should do, what you should do, I don't need to say more!"
The players were silent at first. Finally, someone broke the silence. It was the team's captain, Miguel Cobas. He shouted, "Coach, don't say anymore!"
"Well, then I won't talk about it!" Li Ang said, "Everyone, everyone who is here! I will use my eyes to watch your performance! " Then, he looked at the time on his watch and said, "There are still three minutes left in the halftime interval. I will leave these three minutes to you!"
After that, Li Ang kicked open the door of the locker room and left.
Assistant Coach Scott looked at this scene, then at Li Ang's back as he left. He was at a loss. He had never thought that such a situation would happen. Then, Scott walked out of the locker room and closed the door.
He found Li Ang standing in the corridor.
"Do you have a cigarette?" Li Ang asked.
Scott took out a cigarette from his pocket. "Cigarettes are a must for a coach." Then, he asked in surprise, "But I remember that you don't smoke."
Li Ang didn't say anything. He lit a cigarette and finished half of it in one go, which gave Scott a fright.
"Is it useful?" Scott asked. He was certainly not stupid. He could see that Li Ang was using emotional attacks to provoke him.
"I don't know." Li Ang shook his head. "If they have a little bit of shame as professional players, it will be useful!"
Of course, it will be useful!
Three minutes later, the door of the locker room was opened. Led by the captain, Miguel Cobas, they rushed out of the locker room. They all looked serious, like soldiers who were going to fight for their lives on the battlefield.
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