In the locker room, the Nottingham Forest players were in a good mood because they had equalized the score before halftime. They were chatting and laughing on the way back to the locker room. Tang En saw this scene from the side and raised his eyebrows at Walker. Walker knew that the bunch of brats who felt good about themselves were in for it.
As expected, after everyone had entered the changing room and the door was closed by Walker, Tang En's face fell.
Everyone looked at the manager's face, and the voices of discussion gradually weakened until they all disappeared. The manager was in a bad mood. Who dared to speak now?
"Does anyone remember the first thing I said to everyone here before this match?" Tang En looked at the 12 players in the locker room. No one said a word. Maybe they did not remember, or maybe they knew but did not dare to say it because they could not figure out the manager's intentions.
So, Tang En began to call out names. "Mogan?"
"… Uh, I think it's defense, Boss." Mogan hesitated for a moment and answered in a very uncertain tone.
"Uh, I think it's defense …" Tang En imitated the young center back's tone. "Are you doubting your memory?"
"It's defense! Defense! That's right, defense! "Wes Mogan hurriedly replied loudly after hearing Tang En's words.
Tang En looked at Mogan and smiled crookedly, but it made Mogan's heart jump. He felt that he had become a target for the boss to vent his dissatisfaction.
"Very good, Mogan. You can sit down." Tang En waved his hand.
Only then did Mogan realize that he had unknowingly stood up from the bench, like a student answering a teacher's question in class.
Tang En turned to look at the others, then spread out his hands and repeated the words he had said before the match. "Defense, guys. I want you to know the importance of defense! We spent 10 minutes talking about how to defend against the opponent's attacks, and in the end, we gave them a goal in 12 minutes. I know you want to say that the goal was accidental, but conceding a goal is a goal. I don't want to find any excuses. To be honest, we played very badly in the first half. We should feel lucky to be able to tie with Bolton Wanderers. Ashley Young did very well, and so did Freddy. "Tang En looked at the two contributors to the goal and nodded in affirmation. "But that can't cover up our problems. I admit that I was partly responsible for the terrible first half. My tactical setup failed and gave the opponent a chance to score. You also have to reflect on your performance in the first half. "
Following that, Tang En walked to the tactical board and drew out the actual formation of Bolton Wanderers and Forest Team in the match. This was what Tang En had observed. Bolton Wanderers had 4312 points and Nottingham Forest had 4231 points.
"Rebrov did a great job in midfield, so I'll let you continue to play in that position." Tang En drew a circle in the middle of the three midfielders, then pulled out an arrow that pointed to the center circle. "But in the second half, you have to retreat a little and keep a sufficient distance from Wood. Don't leave his protection range."
Lebrov nodded to show that he understood.
"As for Gunnarsson, I'm sorry you have to rest in the second half. I'll have Crouch replace you. You did well in the first half, giving Wood strong support from behind. However, there are only 11 people on the field. We need to attack in the second half. "Tang En stared at Gunnarsson, trying his best to make his attitude seem sincere. It was not a good thing to be substituted at halftime.
Gunnarsson was a little reluctant, but he still nodded. George Wood's performance was indeed more outstanding than his. There was nothing wrong with leaving Wood on the field.
Seeing that Gunnarsson nodded, Twain wiped off his solid circle. Then he added the same symbol next to Eastwood. This was Peter Crouch.
"Crouch, when you get on the field, use your height to pass the ball for your teammates. If there's a chance, shoot yourself. In short, choose the best way to handle the situation on the field. Don't rigidly adhere to my requirements. Do you understand? "
"I understand, Boss," Crouch said with a taut face. This was his first time representing Forest in a match. If he played well, his future would be guaranteed. If he did not, he would sink into constant negativity again. He did not want to return to Aston Villa. That experience was like a nightmare to him. He knew that Forest and Aston Villa had a contract for him to be loaned first and then bought out later. However, whether or not he would be bought out depended on his performance in the next half a season. Was this not a chance to prove himself to the new manager?
Tang En saw Crouch's expression and felt that he was too serious. This was not good and would affect his performance on the field. So he smiled and said, "Don't pull a long face, Peter. Do you like to dance? "
Crouch nodded vigorously and was surprised at how the manager knew.
Tang En ignored Crouch's surprised gaze and winked at him. "If you score a goal, do a dance on the field! Like this … "Then he imitated Crouch's robot dance after scoring a goal for the national team in his memory. The imitation was not quite like a robot, but more like a marionette. It caused a burst of laughter in the locker room. The atmosphere that had been a little tense because of Tang En's criticism became lively again.
"Tony, are you a rusty robot?" Walker also took the opportunity to tease.
Tang En scratched his head in embarrassment. "Anything is fine, as long as you guys don't press me to the ground again. Look, my button … "He tugged at the collar of his shirt as he said to the players.
This time, the locker room erupted into an even louder roar of laughter. Someone even whistled.
Tang En did not interrupt the players' happy time. He stood to the side with a smile and waited for everyone to stop laughing before making a quiet gesture. "All right, guys, let's continue. McPhail, your performance in the first half was not outstanding enough. You should be more active in the second half. Where did your imagination go? Use beautiful passes to shake off those defenders. Don't be afraid of losing the ball. If you lose the ball, there's George! "
Tang En pointed to the expressionless Wood sitting in the corner. There was another brief burst of laughter in the locker room.
"Hey, George. Did you hear that? Everyone is optimistic about you. So, continue to play like that in the second half! "Tang En also handed over Wood's task. "Stop all the footballs that intend to pass by you!"
After explaining the individual arrangements of the players, Tang En began to talk about the overall tactics.
"We were equalized at the end of the first half. If I were Allardyce, I would never let the team give up. I would definitely look for an opportunity to take the lead again at the start of the second half! So, ten minutes after the start of the second half, the defenders have to be on high alert. Bolton Wanderers will definitely press up and attack. We'll withdraw our formation and fight back. After ten minutes, if Bolton Wanderers don't score, they will definitely start to try to stabilize, hoping to maintain this score in the away game and then seek victory at home next weekend. Don't give them such a chance! If they retreat, we'll press up! Give them a fatal blow! "
At this point, Tang En clenched his fist and raised his voice. "Guys, I don't care if you transferred here last summer or just joined this month. I don't care if you were transferred from the youth team to the First Team or have always been in this team. I also don't care which team you were in before, which manager you played under, what honors you got, or nothing. Anyway, we're a team now. We're training and playing together. I want you to understand what I — Tony Twain's football is like!" He said, pointing to his chest.
"Some of you must know what happened to the Forest team in last season's play-offs, so I can tell you. What is Tony Twain's football! It's victory! I hate failure! Especially when you're close to success! I hope that when you're playing on the field, you only think about one thing — victory! You have to tell yourself: I'll definitely win today! Not the bullsh * t thoughts of 'what if I lose'! "
"Now that we've reached the EFL Cup semi-finals, we're only one step away from the final! Just a month ago, who would have thought that we'd be where we are today? At that time, we were fourth from the bottom and were ridiculed by the third from the bottom, Crystal Palace! In that game, we made Crystal Palace understand how insignificant they are! Now we have to make Bolton understand the same thing! Kill them at our home ground! Don't give them a chance to turn the tables at home! It's ours, and no one can take it from us! "
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"What kind of person is Tony Twain … How do I put it?" In the lounge reserved for broadcasters, John Motson was discussing Twain with two people opposite him. "I can't define him. You can't tell what kind of person he is. Those single definitions used in the past are completely wrong … It's very complicated. So if you want to ask me what kind of person he is, I can't answer this question. I think even Twain himself can't explain it clearly. So to understand what kind of person he is, you have to see for yourself … "
"Hey, John. Why do I feel like you're being perfunctory? "Gray said unhappily.
Motson shrugged. "I can only say what I think Tony Twain is like. He looks impulsive, speaks indiscriminately, does anything to achieve his goals, and is vengeful … But this may not be in line with your evaluation of him. There are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people's eyes. You can also say this about Tony Twain. "
Martin Taylor pondered for a moment and then said, "Andy, I think I still have to repeat what I said to you before the game — we have to see for ourselves what kind of person Manager Twain is."
Motson agreed. "That's right. You have to observe for yourself. The second half of the game … will be a good opportunity. According to my experience, Tony Twain's team's power often starts after the halftime interval … "
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