Yang Cheng's feeling about football tactics is a bit like Yue Fei's view of the art of war.

Soldiers are impermanent, and so are football tactics.

But at the same time, he also knows that football tactics themselves do not matter whether they are good or bad, whether they are offensive or defensive, whether they are active or negative, the key is to see how well the people who use it understand it.

There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people.

To a certain extent, Yang Cheng feels that Mourinho's tactics are really similar to himself, whether he is influenced by himself, whether he has studied his own game and tactical thinking, Yang Cheng has no way of knowing, because the Portuguese himself has never said this, he just keeps emphasizing that he is self-taught, but who can be learned, he does not say.

But they really resemble.

The difference is that Yang Cheng applies this concept to attack, while Mourinho applies this idea to defense, so this has derived two completely different tactics from Liverpool and Chelsea.

But in essence, they are the same.

So when Liverpool meets Chelsea, it is like Mars hitting the earth, attracting the attention of countless fans, whether it is fans or professionals, they are looking forward to seeing these two teams with the same soul at the end, who wins and who loses?

The game was boring and dreary, and while there was no shortage of the excitement that characterizes the Premier League, there was no sign of Liverpool's usual hearty and sharp attack, nor the solid defending that Chelsea used to have.

All the fans can only see the mistakes, and both sides are constantly showing each other's mistakes and using them to their advantage.

It has been proven countless times in the world of football that when one master tactician meets another, the end result is that the game becomes completely dull.

But that tense emotion can infect Stamford Bridge and every fan in front of the TV.

That kind of almost suffocating sense of pressure gives people an illusion that if anyone is a little careless and careless, he will fall into a situation where all kinds of people will not recover.

The fans in front of the TV stared intently at the TV screen, refusing to move away for a moment; The fans in the stands forgot to shout and kept their eyes fixed on the pitch; The players on the pitch are so engrossed in their tasks that they forget about everything outside the pitch; The coaches outside the stadium stood on the sidelines one by one, watching and analyzing the progress of the game.

"It's so depressing, it's really a bit unbearable!" Andy Gray took a deep breath and deliberately shouted loudly.

"Both teams almost played their own style and character, but neither team was able to break down the opponent's position easily."

'Chelsea's defence started with the strikers, and all three lines were aggressive and defensive, and although they haven't even had a shot on goal so far, their defence is solid.

"Liverpool doesn't dare to be too fast, in an orderly organization and planning of the attack, Yang Cheng will remind his players from time to time, don't be fast, because if you are fast, it is easy to make mistakes, and once you make a mistake, the opponent is likely to break the balance."

'Michael Carrick was dropped back to a deep position, almost on par with centre-back, while Jose Mourinho pushed Frank Lampard forward and Lampard was responsible for harassing and marking Carrick, two West Ham team-mates who were now in a battle of bayonets and neither of them would give up.

"Joe Cole, the best ball player in the Chelsea team in the past, couldn't get the ball at will in this game, Glen Johnson also did a good job of jamming and defending him, coupled with Liverpool's overall press, Chelsea's lack of Duff's counter-attacking speed, making Chelsea's own half of the field into a gladiatorial arena between the two sides, so even if more than half an hour passed, the Blues still failed to get even a shot on goal."

"But compared to Chelsea's terrible attack, Liverpool's attack is thunderous, rainy, and looks fierce, but there are not many attacking opportunities that can really threaten the Chelsea goal." ,

"It can be said that the coaches of both sides have made a very targeted arrangement of each other's tactics, and each wants to win this game, so that the game becomes a war of attrition."

The so-called war of attrition is to injure the enemy by 1,000 and lose 800 by yourself!

The live TV camera was given to Yang Cheng on the sidelines, and the picture happened to be taken from Yang Cheng's side, and Yang Cheng and Mourinho were photographed, both standing on the sidelines as if they were facing great enemies, and they were obviously affected by the atmosphere of the scene.

Now that both sides have tightened the Divine Sutra, it is up to them to see who can make it to the end.

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Yang Cheng walked to the sidelines and took advantage of a dead ball opportunity to pull Gerrard over.

"Go as far as you go, shoot as far as you want, I'll give you unlimited power to fire!" Yang Cheng slapped Gerrard's shoulder and gave enough trust.

Gerrard was panting very much, in such a game, the physical consumption of the players on both sides was very serious, but after listening to Yang Cheng's words, he nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, boss, we will definitely win this game!" ”

"Go ahead!" Yang Cheng patted Gerrard on the back and let him return to the court.

Gerrard went up, Essien was going to come back a little bit, responsible for protecting Carrick, plus in order to get more space to sprint, Yang Cheng asked Robben and little Rojen to pull out a little, which made Liverpool's position look more like 4231.

But the stance is dead, and Yang Cheng allows them to decide their own runs and handle the ball according to the situation on the court.

Chelsea's high-pressure defense has limited the entire half of the court to the death, if Yang Cheng has tried tactics to limit the players, then this game will not have to be played, just admit defeat.

In this case, Liverpool should do everything they can to create and open up.

Soon, Liverpool launched another wave of attacks.

Reese dribbled forward on the left flank, Gerrard ran from the middle, echoed Robben who was withdrawn in front, and as soon as Robben got the ball, he immediately knocked it to Gerrard for cooperation, and Gerrard went straight behind him.

The Dutchman was very quick, getting past Ferreira and winning the ball on the wing, but Terry went out of the box and blocked Robben's cross angle, and the Dutchman had no choice but to knock back to Reese.

Thiago was next to him, Reese didn't dare to stick to the ball, and after winning the ball, Gerrard took the ball on the left side of the box and led it along the line of the big box to the middle, obviously looking for an opportunity to get his feet up.

This area is very good for Gerrard, so as soon as he saw him taking the ball at the edge of the penalty area, Makelele immediately posted it and blocked the angle of his shot between Gerrard and the goal.

But Gerrard suddenly buckled with his right foot, shook past Makelele, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly volleyed vigorously.

This shot is very powerful, from smashing the ball to shake off Makelele, to the later kick, to shooting, the whole process is just right, whether it is the pace or the strength, it is impeccable, so the shot is also full of strength and thunder.

Chelsea fans across Stamford Bridge lost their voices, as if they were about to see a goal conceded.

Mourinho even clenched his fists, and he also felt very dangerous.

Petr Cech made a save, but the shot was too far from angle.

"Gerrard, Gerrard shoots......" Andy Gray's voice was long, but soon it was heard even by the fans in front of the television, a very clear sound that rang through the hearts of all who watched the ball, coming from where the ball touched the crossbar.

The whole crossbar was shaking, and it was as if the ball was not hitting the crossbar, but on everyone's heart.

The ball flew to the right and was still in the box.

Ronaldo sprinted straight into the box from the right, and Gallas stuck to him next to him, but the Frenchman was not as fast as Ronaldo and wanted to foul, but he was already in the box.

I saw that the Portuguese directly met the incoming ball, and as soon as the header was knocked, the ball seemed to be held by a pair of invisible hands, put in front of him, and then quickly chased after it, and directly hit a strong volley.

The ball was close to the ground and flew towards the goal. ,

But Cech had already stood in position, made a flying save, and blocked the shot that Xiao Xiaoluo hit after accelerating with his hand, and then Terry, who ran back to help the defense, directly hit the ball off the line.

'Oh my God, Cech made an incredible save!' Andy Gray marveled.

"It's a shame that Liverpool couldn't break through Chelsea's goal with two inevitable shots in a row!"

'In normal times, both shots should have been able to score, but today it seems that Liverpool's shooting luck was not good, a crossbar, a near-magical save from Cech, twice to prevent Liverpool from scoring!"

The TV camera showed Yang Cheng on the sidelines, and saw that the Chinese people clenched their fists and made a fierce movement, with words in their mouths, they should be complaining, complaining about their team's bad luck.

'Liverpool did play a little bit more aggressively, Chelsea from the start of the game to now, the first half was almost over, but they didn't even have a shot on goal, Liverpool had six shots, although only one shot on target, but they almost scored twice, which is really a shame.'

Gerard and Little Rowe were so annoyed that they couldn't lift the turf under their feet, and they were so depressed.

Both shots felt very good, the pace, angle, and strength were just right, but they didn't score!

What else can be said other than bad luck?

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After two good chances and no goals, Liverpool could no longer create a threat after a few unseemly chances, and in the end they could only return to the dressing room with a 0:0 score.

Obviously, the players were a little frustrated because they tried their best but in the end they couldn't score.

But as soon as Yang Cheng walked into the dressing room, he was encouraging and affirming their performance.

'I think we played well in the first half, very good, Chelsea didn't even have a shot on goal, we were completely pressed and beaten, so I believe that as long as we continue to play the first half, the win will be ours!'

After a season, Yang Cheng has established his authority in the locker room and won the trust of the players, so if he says that if he performs well, the players will believe it.

"In the second half we have to be more patient, Carrick, pass the ball more to the two wings, we have to open up the two wings!"

There were only 15 minutes at halftime, and Yang Cheng was seizing the time to adjust his tactics.

Carrick was bare-chested, sweating all over his body, and there was a press master who was rubbing his two big legs, patting it, and the sweat splashed out of the big legs, but after listening to Yang Cheng's words, he immediately nodded.

Yang Cheng came up to him and looked at him, "I know you're tired, but you should think about it, you're playing against Frank Lampard, it's Joe Cole, it's Chelsea, it's someone you've thought about beating, and then you will understand what you have to do!" ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Cheng no longer paid attention to Carrick.

"Reese, Glenn Johnson, we have to play more aggressively on the wings in the second half, Robben and Little Rowe have to try more to use their individual ability to disrupt the opponent's defense, and you, Larsson, pull more!"

He clapped his hands vigorously, "Robben, Little Ro, Larson and Gerrard, I give the four of you the right to run and fire in front of you, as long as you have the chance, you can beat me to the death!" ”

All four players nodded in unison.

'Chelsea are now clear that they are going to defend until we are exhausted, until we can't run, and then they press out and fight back, but we can't give them that chance, so all of you have to remember one thing for me, the battle is not over until the whistle blows!'

"I want a win in this game!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Cheng stepped aside and asked the press and the team doctor to recover and press the player.

He usually doesn't give players so much self-restraint, even offensive players, because it's too self-indulgent, it's easy to mess up, but this game is very different.

Chelsea's restrictions in central midfield are almost unstoppable, and once the ball enters their vital hinterland, they are immediately surrounded and suppressed, and it would be terrible if the players were not given more freedom to do so.

But giving them their freedom to play, whether it's a breakaway, a free-kick chance won by a violation, a corner, can break the deadlock on the pitch.

Yang Cheng has no doubt that if he continues to let the game develop towards the first half, he will lose Liverpool in the end!

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The situation is serious on Liverpool's side, with a lot of physical consumption on the players, but it is also difficult for Chelsea.

As soon as all the players arrived in the locker room, they all collapsed on their seats, and even several players were lying on their stomachs like dogs, gasping for breath because they were too tired.

In this kind of attrition game, all the players are tense, and everyone is trembling to carry out their tasks, not daring to relax in the slightest, and the physical consumption is more serious than usual.

In some ways, Chelsea are more tired than Liverpool because they are passive defensively, Liverpool are aggressive, and the latter controls the speed and slowness of the game at the same time.

"How's that, man!" Jose Mourinho walked into the dressing room with a smile on his face.

I don't know if he's really happy or pretending.

If anyone sees the performance of Yang Cheng and Mourinho in the dressing room at this time, they will be puzzled, these two guys want to go together again, and they did not show their worries in front of the players, but relaxed as much as possible.

"It's okay!" Carvalho was the first to step up and echo his coach.

Mourinho smiled, thinking to himself, this is the benefit of having his own people, at least he won't shout a sentence with great interest, but in the end no one responds, it is too shocking.

"The other side is Liverpool, the team with the strongest attack in the Premier League this season, the team led by Yang Cheng, everyone says they are strong, but you can see, we kept it very well, they didn't create any chances at all."

All the players nodded in unison, and Liverpool's attack in the first half was indeed a serious setback.

"But I want all of you to understand that the first half is just the beginning and the real test is in the second half."

If they were able to cope in the first half, then in the second half, when their physical energy was almost exhausted, it was purely a test of their willpower and fighting spirit.

"We have to continue to maintain the tactics of the first half in the second half, I believe that all our players can execute the tactics very well and freeze Liverpool's attack, especially after the successful defense in the first half, we can't give Liverpool a chance in the second half, especially to note that Liverpool will definitely launch a round of swoops at the beginning of the second half, so we must be careful."

After a pause, Mourinho walked to the middle of the dressing room and looked around at the players around him, and the special one looked unruly and snorted.

'There's only one way for you to go now, and that's to believe in me, to believe that I can lead you out of this door, take out Liverpool, successfully defend our league leadership, and then in a few months' time, Chelsea will win the first Premier League title in the history of the club!"

"Today, on this stadium, I want to step on the corpse of Liverpool, the corpse of Yang Cheng, the corpse of all opponents, and ascend to the throne of the Premier League."

Pointing to the players, Mourinho was very confident, "You can only trust me, because only I can bring you victory, bring you glory, bring you everything you wanted before, but you can't get it, only me!" ”

In the face of Mourinho's almost arrogant rhetoric, it is strange that no one in Chelsea's dressing room doubts him, firstly, because Mourinho's control of the Blues has basically been completed, and his influence has spread all over the dressing room, and secondly, because of the Chelsea he leads, who are now proud of seven consecutive wins.

If when he first arrived at Chelsea at the start of the season, everyone just thought that this guy was very arrogant and arrogant, then after three months, he has proved one thing thoroughly.

That's him, Jose Mourinho, with pride, arrogance, and arrogance!

He's always going to be the most special one!. ）