The Glory of the Godfather

"Simply speaking of coaching style, Gayego advocates offense and is good at 442 and 4231 formations, but no matter which formation it is, please pay attention..." Fang Jue knocked on the small blackboard.

　　 "The Gava team likes to create an advantage through possession and open up the offensive space."

"And what are we going to do?" Fang Jue glanced at the players, then he snapped his fingers, and the players saw the physical therapist Adriana coming in, twisting her waist, with a bowl in her hand... …surface.

　　 That's right, it's just a bowl of noodles, a bowl of spaghetti with pretty good appearance.

　　 "Java's ball-handling tactics are beautiful, emphasizing the whole, just like such a bowl of noodles." Fang Jue said, picking up the knife and fork, and making a rush of operations, "Look, what is it now?"

　　Red, white, and yellow, so messy, it's a bit unappetizing for some people.

　　 "It's poop!" Valeco shouted, raising his hand.

　　Fabianski covered his mouth and almost vomited.

　　 "That's right!" Fang Jue waved her hand in disgust, and Adriana gave Fang Jue a white look, and took out the bowl of pasta that looked like a thing of reincarnation, just in time for Pavarotti.

　　……

　　 "Stenda Tillo!" Fang Jue knocked on the small blackboard and drew a circle to surround the name, "Star him to death. Don't give him any comfortable space to get the ball or the opportunity to shoot."

　　 He called Clement's name, "White, that guy gave it to you."

"no problem."

　　 "Guardado, Gava's left-back, likes assists, but he also has a characteristic that he turns slowly." Fang Jue said to Deisler, "Basti, you know how to do it."

"Don't worry, coach, I will mess up their left-hand side like shit!" Dessler is in a very good state of mind. He changed his hairstyle again today, to be precise, made a slight change, and his bangs became three hot. The number 999.

　　 Someone made a nausea, and then there was a burst of laughter.

　　 "Digneto." Fang Jue nodded the captain's name, "Be careful, this guy has good skills at his feet, and he must be decisive in tactical fouls."

　　 "Yes, coach."

　　 "Well, that's it for the time being. After the game starts, I will make adjustments at any time." Fang Jue clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Guys, the Gava dinner is already on the table, we want to enjoy it!"

　　 "That's right!"

　　 "Poke the Gava!"

　　 "Kick their balls!"

　　 Fang Jue's face is almost green, I speak so elegantly, how can he be so vulgar when he reaches the mouth of these bastards.

　　 He looked at the players, "That's right, **** them!"

Oh oh oh!

Ceballos watched Fang Jue calmly giving orders. He assigned all the tasks while talking and laughing, and it was targeted, very well in place, and unknowingly brought the atmosphere of the whole team up, because the opponent was the league. The players on the third-ranked team who are a little worried or even worried, seeing that they are smiling from ear to ear, as if they can hold their opponents in their hands.

　　 Had it not been for Fang Jue's young and handsome face to make him play, he almost thought it was an outstanding and experienced football player who was beating Fang Qiu.

　　……

　　 When Fang Jue was busy with the final mobilization and deployment before the war, in the visiting team's locker room, Gava coach David Gayego also ended his routine pre-war mobilization.

In fact, there is nothing to explain in particular. The Gava team is currently in good form and morale is also very good. David Gayego is very satisfied. In his heart he has long believed that his team will occupy and lock one. Upgrade the quota for the playoffs.

　　 As for today’s opponent Ibiza, Gayego admitted that Ibiza’s recent record has been impressive. However, a team that once ranked the bottom of the league for a long time suddenly exploded and played a few good games. Is it a strong team?

of course not!

This is just the appearance, his true strength is still there, this kind of situation that suddenly exploded and then was slapped and dulled by a slap, he Gayego has heard more about it, and his Gava team is willing to do Ibiza today. A good-hearted man waking up with a slap in his dream.

　　 Of course, David Gayago will not underestimate the enemy too much, he thinks it is necessary to understand the situation.

　　 At this moment, his cell phone rang first.

　　 Seeing the caller ID, Gayago immediately looked serious, "Boss, hello."

　　 The call was from Jurado, the chairman of Gava Club.

　　 "David, how are the boys?"

　　 This hearty voice brought the boss's concern. David Gayago patted his chest and said that the boys are great, strong and fierce, and absolutely capable Ibizan people are screaming.

"It's a good thing to have confidence." Jurado said, he said his worries, "Ibiza has been in a very good form recently, and his record is very fierce. He has been unbeaten in seven games. You must be vigilant. I am worried. ..."

　　 "Boss, don't worry." Gayego said immediately, "We will definitely win this game. If you can't win, you fire me."

　　……

　　 What is a good subordinate?

　　 This is a good subordinate!

　　Able to speak nicely, to be faithful in key timetables, to give orders to make the boss feel good, this is a good subordinate!

　　Although both sides are using this military order, it is just a joke in most cases, but... it sounds fun.

　　 Although the relationship between the head coach and the club owner is not as serious as that of a real company, Gayego’s attitude does not say that it has a future.

　　 "Hahaha, very good, very good, very good." Jurado was very happy, "Confidence is a good thing, this is the embodiment of strength and ability,"

"The other thing is, don't talk about dismissal, don't make any jokes, I am not happy, this is disrespect for a coach with extraordinary ability." Jurado took a cigar, refreshed. "I trust you very much, the team is promoted to the second division, you are still a coach!"

　　 "Thank you boss for your trust."

　　……

　　 Hang up the call, David Gayago feels so happy, he thought of what he had to do before the call, hummed a little song and dialed a call.

　　 "Cousin, is Ibiza familiar?"

　　 Zachsaidet, who has been fired from get out of class, becomes angry and trembles as soon as he hears of Ibiza.

"Hmm, what's up?"

　　 "Fang, the Chinese coach from Ibiza..."

"That bastard! Did he say something? Or did he say something in the newspaper? In the game, I was careless, careless!" Zaka Said suddenly hung up the phone, almost foaming at the mouth with anger. It's miserable enough to be fired~www.NovelMTL.com~Why is that Chinese still lingering.

　　 There is also David Gayago, this **** cousin, calling is definitely not caring and kind, just to show off.

　　 Zhaka Saidet, who was planning to stay away from football temporarily and lick his wounds, turned on the TV and found a channel that broadcasted the game between Ibiza and Gava.

　　 Just before the start of the game, the live broadcast showed the head coaches shaking hands.

　　 Both of them behaved very gracefully, smiling and shaking hands, greeting each other, and laughing.

　　 Two bastards!

　　 Zachkasidet was furious.

　　 After a while, the whistle for the start of the game blew, and Zaka Saidet in front of the TV waved his arms and shouted, "Go on, Ibiza! Go on Ibiza! Punch Gawa in the ass!"

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