Chapter 37: The Footsteps of the Premier League (I)
Sheffield United made a substitution at half-time, bringing on the attacking heart of the team. Tom was replaced by a forward, 21-year-old Steve. Steve 'Kabba. Don didn't know much about the man, only a few things in the numbers. For example, Kaba only moved from Grimsby'town this season as a striker, making 25 appearances and scoring seven goals, which is neither good nor bad. Don couldn't see anything else from this data, what were his technical characteristics, what special habits did he have...... After watching it for five minutes, Don could only see that this person was fast, and the others were gone.
Then he had to start thinking seriously about how he was going to deal with it.
The core of Nottingham Forest's tactics is to contain the opponent's midfield attack led by Towne. Sheffield United is now playing 532, and it would be a bit of a waste to put two defensive midfielders in the middle, and there is no power to counterattack, so they can only be beaten passively.
He felt he should replace one of Smeka and Pope for Jace, who was a threat from his passes and set-pieces, in order to strengthen his attack. But Don wasn't sure in his heart, he didn't know if this was the change that the old fellow Volnock wanted to see, and the shaking hand with Volnock in the corridor made Don very relieved, he always felt that behind every word the old man said there was a conspiracy that he didn't know.
Do you want to change it?
Don stared at the pitch in silence.
After another five minutes, it looked as if Kaba was not much of a threat and the Dawson-led defence was more than capable of coping with it. Donn decided to make a change...... At this time, the originally calm situation on the field suddenly changed!
Kaba, who was substituted in the second half, used his pace to force a break through Forest left-back David Brown. Davy'Oyen, and then a ball that looked like a cross caused chaos in front of the Forest goal.
Then we saw their striker, Paul. Paul Peschisolido jumped with his arms raised.
The ball went in?
Donn's eyes widened in anticipation, but apparently the fans looked at him better than he did, and there was a huge cheer from the stands behind him.
"The ball is in! Sheffield United pull a goal back! The biggest contributor to this goal was Steve, who was only brought on in the second half. Kaba! Let's see the replay, it was Pesh Solido who scored the goal! Forest goalkeeper Darren Darren. Ward blocked the ball but hit Pessollido's feet, and he took advantage of the momentum...... Empty door! Good luck guy! As much as he would have liked Laurentian to shave after the game, Mortensen was impartial in his commentary.
β»β»β» "Damn! Don scolded. Now that the lead has changed from two goals to one, the situation is already dangerous. He had to make a change right away, but this one wasn't about strengthening the defense. Donn's principle is that when you are one goal ahead, you have to find ways to extend the lead, at least two goals before you can start thinking about defense.
Ian warming up. Jace was called back by Walker, who stood at the dugout, taking off his vest as he listened to Donn's assignments.
"Jace." Donn looked at the veteran, who was seven years older than himself, and who had come on a free transfer from Bradford City this season. Nottingham Forest is in an economic crisis and it is impossible to offer him a good contract, and he came here because of Paul. Hart was there, but he didn't expect that half a season later, Hart took the blame and resigned. But he still plays for the team and his set-pieces are a scoring tool that Donn can fully trust. "Remember that FA Cup game against West Ham United?"
Jace nodded.
Donn asked again: "Remember that game against Wimbledon?" What I said to you after I replaced you. β
Jace nodded again, "I remember, boss." You said we were going to win, and you had to bet with me. β
"That's right. Today we make another bet. I'm betting we're going to win this game......"
The Scotsman shook his head: "No bet, boss. I believe in you, and I won't let you down. What do you want me to do? β
Donn smiled and said: "You go up and replace Pope, free Reid, organize the attack for me, give Hellwood and Johansen their pass, if there is a set-piece in the front, it doesn't matter if the left and right are all yours!" β
Jace blinked: "Like that game against West Ham?" β
"That's right, the same!"
Patting Jace on the back, Donn brought him on.
β»β»β» This substitution quickly paid off. Jace's arrival revitalized Forest's midfield, and his pass caused a lot of problems for Sheffield United's defence, not to mention a beautiful free-kick that Sheffield United defenders were always careful to defend.
But this kind of caution can't last long, everyone knows what England's defensive style looks like, how can there be no physical contact and no fouls?
Ian. Jace created a free-kick on the edge of the box and it was up to him to take it himself. Don began to put his hands to his lips in prayer when he saw Jace put the ball at the top of the box.
He didn't believe in God, but that didn't stop him from calling him to help him when he needed him.
Sheffield United have just scored a goal and are at their highest morale level, and if left unchecked, things will go bad beyond Donn's control. It is necessary to stifle the opponent's counterattack in the cradle, and suppressing their arrogance is the most important thing. With what pressure? Goal!
Didn't you just score a goal to close the gap to one point? Okay, I'll open the gap again.
So, Jace, don't let me down.
β»β»β» Ian on the TV screen. Jace looked at the ball with his head down, quietly waiting for the referee's whistle to allow the ball to be kicked. The crowd couldn't see his expression, but that didn't stop the fans at the Forest Bar from cheering him on loudly.
"Shoot the ball in, you can do it!"
"Smash their human walls!"
"If you can't get in, you'll have to give me a few down!"
Burns looked up at the TV, and although he didn't say anything, he was just as much looking forward to the scene that those men shouted out - a goal.
Trained as a professional, he knows how delicate Donne's situation is now, one ball can break the original balance, and another ball can bring that balance back.
"Ian. Jace, Nottingham Forest's free-kick master and Donne's most trusted set-piece player, made 32 appearances and scored three goals β all from direct free-kicks. "John. Mortenson's voice came out of the TV's speakers, and the noise in the bar faded away, and everyone watched the TV screen with bated breath.
In the moments before Jace's free throw, there was silence in the crowded bar. Almost everyone was in the same position - looking up at the TV, with a large glass of beer in their hands that they didn't have time to drink.
The screen cuts from a close-up to a distant shot from the stands, which is a signal that a free throw is about to be taken. I couldn't even hear my breath in the bar.
In the silence, Mortenson's voice reached everyone's ears clearly.
"Jace, he's getting his feet up......"
"Bang!" The sound of a soccer ball hitting the goalpost.
"It's a shame...... Oh! gooooalββοΌ Bounce into the net! Nice free kick! Jace didn't disappoint! β
"He never disappoints! Forest Forest! At this moment, the people in the bar raised their glasses and collided with each other, "Cheers!" β
Burns clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it on the bar.
β»β»β»β3οΌ1οΌ Nine minutes after Sheffield United's goal, Forest inflicted another blow on Sheffield United! They still hold a two-goal lead and the situation is great! Mark, I ask you again: do you prefer electric or manual? Ha ha! Morteson laughed out loud. Lineker, who was watching the game on a monitor inside the BBC headquarters, laughed as someone came up to applaud him and celebrate that he had finally "calculated" Laurenson's beard.
Laurentian sighed helplessly, Sheffield United is too uncompetitive, it seems that today's beard is not guaranteed.
Donn cheered with his arms raised on the sidelines, but he was soon picked up by an agitated Walker.
"Tony! I see the Super League beckoning to us! β
"I saw it too, and I heard its footsteps coming towards us!" Don was so excited that he thumped Walker's back, "Listen! Knock knock! β
"What a powerful footstep...... Ahem! Walker coughed as Donn thrashed.
Sending Walker back to the dugout, Donn took a special look at the dugout next door, and he noticed that Neil. Volnock remained on the sidelines, clasping his hands and saying nothing. His team is already two goals down again, isn't he in a hurry? Isn't he angry? Doesn't he burst into flames?
This manager is a very straightforward person who likes to curse non-stop. In the first two games that Donn played him, he barely stopped talking for 90 minutes, so why did it change so much in this game?
What is this old man's plot?!
Don's brow furrowed again, and the good mood just now suddenly vanished.
(To be continued)