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Chapter 139 Control?

Chapter 139 Control?

Makelele must start?

Florentino sneered, "Look at the statistics of Makelele's last game, zero goals and zero assists."

Jiangshan's data analysis has been accepted by major teams. Real Madrid has also established a data analysis room to analyze opponents. Moreover, the performance of each player in the Real Madrid team will be recorded, and the status can be seen at a glance.

Bosque looked down on this ball blind from the bottom of his heart. If accumulating stars is useful, wouldn't Real Madrid dominate the football world? "The role of Makelele is not reflected in the data. He is very important, very very important."

"Okay, let's not talk about goals and assists, but he didn't have a threatening pass in the last game, only one tackle, only one interception, and that's what he does? He's on the pitch and there are only ten men left in Real Madrid."

"The most important thing is, how much commercial value does he have? Can it be compared with Guti? Guti is our youth training, he performed well in the midfielder position, and created a penalty in the last game. This is strength."

Florentino was in a good mood. He used Jiangshan's data analysis to argue with the head coach. It felt great, and Bosque had nothing to say.

"If there is no Makelele in the away game, we may lose. I hope that Mr. Chairman will give me enough authority."

"I've already given you permission. If you lead by two goals at home, if you can't win the away game, what do I need you for? Your position can be given up to Jiangshan." Florentino said angrily, "What I want is results, what I want is commercial value, not the balance you said. Fans come to the game and want to see wonderful goal battles, not defensive counterattacks. I bought so many players, what else do you want?"

Bosque is quiet, the chairman is angry, and he continues to be tough, only worse.Florentino lit the cigar, "That's it for the starter, I don't want any other opinions."

Florentino looked at Bosque's rough back, and the more he looked at it, the more he hated it, "A fat man who doesn't know how to flatter, is not sensible at all. Sigh... Jiangshan understands me, Real Madrid should have both commercial value and competitive value, otherwise Real Madrid is not Real Madrid."

Bosque shook his head and walked out of the office helplessly. Thinking of Jiangshan, his back suddenly felt cold.

He thought of Jiang Shan's interviews after the draw and before the two rounds.Every time it hits what Florentino thinks in his heart. In the last game or even the whole game, he arranged players to attack from the side.Constantly tempting Makelele to come forward.

Before he knew it, Makelele's role was weakened. Florentino only saw Makelele's mistakes, only saw him being overwhelmed by Drogba, and could not see his role in the team's defensive system.

Bosque held the team's starting lineup, his face pale, "Jiangshan must have been waiting for this day for a long time."

The frontcourt is still the quartet of Zidane, Ronaldo, Raul and Figo, and the midfield has been replaced by Guti and Solari. The offensive organization is great, but the defense lacks a lot.

There are not many changes in the backcourt players. The young and handsome Pavon replaced Hierro. Florentino likes Zidane and Pavon's strategy.The other three are still Carlos, Elguera and Salgado.

In a daze, Bosque knocked over the trash can, and the starting list fell into the trash, stained black with ink, very ugly.

Bosque rubbed the paper and threw it directly into the trash can, murmuring, "Jiang Shan said so much, it's impossible to just target Florentino, what's missing? There must be something else."

Soon, Florentino's starting list returned to his table, "Coach Bosque threw it into the trash can, I think it should be brought back to you."

"Asshole, Bosque doesn't want to do it anymore." Florentino slammed the table, "Just keep an eye on him, follow my arrangement, and don't make any trouble. That fat man doesn't understand Real Madrid."

Last practice session before round two.Jiangshan asked the team to practice new tactics and technical attacks.

Jiang Shan sat comfortably on the lawn. Guardiola shrank his head and put his hands on the lawn with puzzled eyes.

"Jiangshan, are you sure you want to go in the middle? We all know Makelele's defensive ability very well. Can the effect of assaulting from the middle be improved?"

"Uh... I guess Real Madrid won't start Makelele."

"How is it possible? Bosque is not a fool. His coaching ability is very powerful. I admire him a little bit. As long as he is the head coach of Real Madrid, Makelele will definitely start."

"I think so too. If it were us, Makelele would definitely start. His importance on the defensive end is the number one in the Real Madrid team." Jiang Shan smiled, "But in Real Madrid, Del Bosque is just the head coach."

"Isn't the head coach enough?"

"Tomorrow you will know if enough is enough."

"Tch, the head coach is the formation of troops. The head coach of Real Madrid is also responsible for this. Could it be that the head coach of Real Madrid is a model and walks on the sidelines? If you do this, we will lose tomorrow."

Although Guardiola is not yet an official teaching assistant, he also does not want Jiangshan to mess around. He has the principle of not pointing out and not talking about it, but Jiangshan is obviously confused. He pointed out that he is a competent assistant.

"Also, do you plan to let Drogba start? Hierro is very good at defending big men when his stamina is not exhausted. I suggest the same as last game, use Pusauer to consume his stamina, and Drogba will go up to clean him up at halftime."

"Suppose Hierro doesn't start tomorrow? Are we going to waste another substitution? Drogba's body, bullying Pavon is not a problem, is it?"

Guardiola was shocked again, "Pavon will start? How is it possible? You guys, the more you talk about it, the more mysterious you are. The Real Madrid team will mess around on their own? Pavon is obviously inexperienced. If the referee didn't help in the last game, Pavon would be the biggest sinner."

Jiangshan Xiaoxiao didn't know how to explain his plan to Guardiola, maybe it failed?He is not sure, and whether the conflict between Zidane and Figo will work, he is also not sure.

"We are two goals behind now. In addition to zero goals at home, we have to score two goals to win. There is only 10% hope of advancing. Why not take a gamble?" That's all I can say. Guardiola doesn't know if he will believe it.

Of course Guardiola didn't believe it, he was just weird, and felt more and more unfathomable. Moreover, he didn't think about the problem in the last game. Jiangshan's strategy must not be limited to the field.

"Can he control Florentino's thoughts?" This thought flashed in Guardiola's mind. "Impossible. Although Florentino values ​​commercial value, he is not a fool. How could he be controlled by Jiangshan?"

Compared to the Monaco team with no distractions, Bosque always had a thorn in his heart, "Why are there so many fewer passes between Zidane and Figo? They used to be very good partners. Since the last game, has the relationship between them changed?"

"Could it be that Jiangshan controlled Zidane and Figo's thoughts?" Bosque suddenly laughed, "Impossible, how is it possible, they are all famous stars, and they are top stars, it is impossible to be controlled by Jiangshan. Tomorrow's game, we must win."

(End of this chapter)