"Ah, I'd rather watch Tony. Don and Jose. Jose Mourinho is one-on-one on the sidelines. The narrator doesn't hide his disgust at this stuffy battle at all, "Honestly, I don't think Pete. Crouch is a qualified center forward with eccentric characteristics...... Forest are squandering their few counter-attacking opportunities, and perhaps Tony. Coach Donn thinks that the two-meter-one-meter Pete. Crouch can be a good centre-forward, but obviously not now. ”

The problem that the commentator complained, Donn actually saw that Crouch is not the type of center who can rely on his body to hold the ball, and then control it under the fierce pressing of the opponent, waiting for his teammates to come up and support. Crouch is a hard worker, but he struggles with the two centre-backs, Terry and Carvalho. I need a center forward who is physically strong, has a good header and has good ball handling skills at his feet, not someone like Crouch who is tall and prefers to use his feet...... Crouch isn't the best person to execute this set of tactics, so who is?

He glanced sideways at the bench and saw a young man. The Danish boy, who has only played in a handful of warm-up games since joining Forest, is the last of the four forwards.

Freddy. Eastwood is a descendant of his own excavation, which needs to be cultivated, and the main position is naturally stable. And Mark. Viduka spent the club six million pounds, not to mention his ability and reputation, how could a striker who spent so much money on the club be allowed to be a substitute? Peter. Crouch is a low-key man in the team, and Donn has placed him as the third striker, and he has no complaints. And what about this young man...... If he doesn't have a chance to prove himself, I guess those reporters who stare at the Forest dressing room all day long and want to dig up some explosive news will have something to play, right?

"Tell the Danish kid to warm up." Don vs. David. Chrislak said.

"Bendtner, five minutes to warm up." The assistant coach got up and leaned towards the bench, raised his right hand and spread his five fingers to Niklas, who was sitting on the bench in a daze. Bendtner said.

Bendtner turned his head to look at Chris Lack, and then his eyes crossed over to the assistant coach and then to the head coach next to him, Toney. Dawn. He saw that the young manager was watching the game intently, so he stood up and put on a yellow vest and trotted out.

※※※ Nottingham Forest and Chelsea are still entangled with each other, as if two boxers who are hugging each other are unable to pull off their most powerful moves, because they are all busy trying to restrain their opponents.

This kind of mutual restraint is not what Mourinho wants to see, and he will be very unwilling to be dragged into the quagmire by his opponent like this. Why? Because he is forced to be helpless by such an opponent away from home, it will make him feel angry.

Tony. Don on him Jose. Jose Mourinho, like any strange England coach, is nobody, who is he targeting? Alex. Ferguson, Arthur. Wenger. Who are Chelsea's opponents? Manchester United and Arsenal! It's Liverpool, he didn't even pay attention to it. Now that the league is off to a smooth start, how could Mourinho have imagined that he would be so stubbornly blocked in a stadium with a capacity of 27,000 people?

What team is Nottingham Forest? Won two European Champions Cups more than 20 years ago? It's just a flash in the pan...... I've seen a lot of teams like this, do you want to listen to the name? I don't hesitate to report a lot of them until you get tired of hearing them.

But I'm not here to tell you history, I'm here to win...... This damn Nottingham Forest!

Chelsea's attack was met with stubborn resistance from the Forest, who were almost entirely human at the back, drizzling in the drizzle and the turf slippery, making it unsuitable for the Chelsea players. Joe. Aside from that first-half shot that flew off the crossbar, there was nothing else that could be seen in a TV close-up. Not to mention Duff, who had been playing the right side, but now he was completely suppressed by the Frenchman Franck Ribery who came out of nowhere.

Chelsea's wide flanks are paralyzed.

That didn't work, he had to think of something...... Bendtner soon heard the assistant coach calling him by name, beckoning to him, and motioning for him to go back. So he ran back and threw off his vest.

Donn stood up from the dugout and took the tactics board from Chrislak. Bendtner ran up to him, gasping for breath and could tell that he was looking forward to this time and was confident.

Donn looked at the agitated young man, glanced at his tactics again, and threw the thing onto his seat, grabbing Bendtner and making him face the court.

"Boy, what do you see?" Donn asked.

"Uh......" Bendtner was stunned for a moment, he thought Donn would just tell him who to replace when he came on, what the task was, and how to do it, and then tapped him on the shoulder and pushed him to the sidelines. I didn't expect the manager to ask himself such a question.

"Ah...... It's not going to be good......"

"Yes, the Brain-Wimps know it's not going - do you know the Brain-Warts? I don't know? Well, forget it, I'll explain it to you later...... What do you think can be done to change the current stalemate between the two sides? ”

Bendtner finally confirmed that this was not a perfunctory situation, and he thought maybe it was an opportunity to make a good impression on the manager.

"Hmm...... I think we need a centre-forward......"

"Of course, why else would I let you warm up and then call you here for a long time? If you were asked to do something, what do you think you should do? ”

This time Bendtner didn't rush to answer Donn's question, he stared at the field for a while, and then said: "Header, fight for the first landing point, hold the ball if you can, pass it to your teammates if you can't, and ...... if you don't have teammates around Just shoot yourself! ”

Donn patted Bendtner's shoulder hard: "Very good, just do as you say, let's play!" ”

William. Gallas shoveled the ball at Ribery's feet off the touchline and Forest won a throw-in, with the linesman holding the flag flat above his head in a gesture that meant a substitution. The referee blew the whistle to signal a substitution on the sidelines, and the throw-in should not be sent out in a hurry.

The fourth officer inspected Bendtner's spikes, inspected his shin guards, and then held up the substitution sign: "21 up, 9 down!" ”

Crouch raised his hand to applaud the crowd and ran down. The young man with long blond hair shook his rain-soaked hair vigorously, exhaled a breath, and ran onto the court.

It was his first competitive game for Nottingham Forest, and although he wasn't a starter, he was going to prove himself and make the boss understand that it would be a waste to use him as a fourth striker!

(To be continued)