i am beckham

Chapter 163

In the dressing room of the visiting team, Manchester United players put on a look of trouble before the game.

Bruce was sadly injured again, so Keane, as the crown prince, issued a call in the locker room: "Our destiny is in our own hands!
Our salary, we fight for it!

Our pride must also be guarded by us!
We have to show our true skills, let those old men see what the real Manchester United is, and let them know that Mr. Alex is the boss! "

With Manchester United's current situation, any loss of points may lead to doom, and everyone has to fight for victory in every game.

Now that it's all said and done, then you must win, and if you want to win, you have to attack.

So the players made their own decision to arrange the opening tactics clearly, and they wanted to blitz West Ham United in the away game.

"Ryan, we will find a way to pass the ball to you at the beginning of the game, you must bring the ball to the frontcourt!"

"Next, we'd better let Eric transition, and if the opportunity is not good, pass it to David!"

"David, their left back is a big fool. As long as you get the ball, you can pass him. When the central defender fills up, Andy will run to your side. When he attracts the defender away, Eric will run to his position just now. You can pass to Eric at the right time."

Keane slammed on the tactical board while arranging work for his teammates. Giggs and Beckham were juniors and could only agree unconditionally.

And Cantona straightened his back, put his hands straight on his lap, with the posture of the head of the family listening to the butler's work report, and he did not forget to guide: "If the boys think they can shoot, I don't mind them shooting directly!"

Beckham was very emotional, but his rationality was still on the line. He found that Ferguson and Brian Keane beside him had acquiesced in the tactics arranged by Keane, so he couldn't help shrugging his shoulders.

It seems that the old man is really ready to put his fate in the hands of the players today.

Brian Kidd looked at Ferguson with an inquiring look, why the tactics these guys arranged were different from those in the tactical preparation meeting.

Ferguson said softly: "They want to help me win, let them play in their own way!"

As a parent, you must not dampen the enthusiasm of your children, especially when the children want to help Dad with things.

Of course, if you lose the game, don't blame me for being bad.

Ferguson had been happily watching Keane, a silly boy, punching and kicking the tactical board: "Roy, I'm so angry with you. At my age, I'm afraid I'll have to put together a pacemaker and a bracket."

Cantona took the football and kicked it against the wall while answering: "I think Roy is in good shape, at most he is three tall."

Hearing the two people's evaluation of him, Keane let out a hoarse and sharp laugh.

Ferguson looked at the time and told the players: "Let me think about how disgusting Kevin is when the press conference is over. You should go to the gate and line up."

After Ferguson finished speaking, he led the coaching staff out, leaving Beckham in a mess in the locker room.

Are the pre-match lectures simplified to this now?

Am I complicating the thinking of the head coach, or is the threshold for this job very low?

He turned his head and saw that other players in the locker room were yelling, and everyone was supplementing tactics one by one. Only Gary Neville shook his head from time to time.

It seems that he also felt that the pre-match time without the head coach's lecture lacked a sense of ritual.

"David, the old man always feels short of something if he doesn't talk."

Hehe, I feel insecure if I don't listen to the old man's lectures. This guy is a typical dog leg.

Who has stipulated that the head coach must speak to all the players before the game.

That's a stand-up actor.

The door of the player's tunnel was opened, and strong sunlight poured into the player's tunnel.The referee waved his hands at the players of the two teams, and then walked straight into the light.

Beckham squinted his eyes from the sun, and closed his eyes so that they could slowly adjust to the light.

Gary Neville, who was in front of him, turned his head to the side and covered his face with his arms.

People who do this in movies usually die in the ensuing fight
"Soldiers, it's time for us to play!"

Keane, standing at the front of the line, waved his arms vigorously, and the situation at West Ham United was similar.

Players on both sides walked into the field shouting loudly, looking like warriors about to enter the ancient Roman arena to fight.

After walking less than five meters, the Upton Park stadium suddenly appeared from the sunlight, which gave Beckham the illusion of walking into the stadium from a time-space tunnel.

As soon as he stepped into the stadium, he heard the manic shouts of the fans, which not only cheered for the home team, but also mixed with insults for the players of the visiting team.

"David, listen carefully, the fans on the opposite side are scolding you?"

Gary Neville's words woke Beckham from the gladiator scene.

He felt it carefully, what does it mean that the fans on the opposite side are scolding me, it is clear that the whole audience is scolding me
For the disrespect of the home team fans, Beckham can only choose to restrain himself. After all, he hurt the feelings of West Ham United 7 years ago.

Most of the children who aspire to become professional players and finally come true their dreams can find their favorite or their favorite club when they are almost 13 years old.

When Beckham was 13 years old, he got 3 offers, namely the well-established Tottenham, the thirsty Manchester United and the desperate West Ham United.

His maternal grandfather supported Tottenham and his father was a fan of Manchester United, with both clubs vying for David Beckham, nicknamed "Digger Legs" in the east end of London.

In fact, the most sincere team at that time was West Ham United. The team's training base was less than five kilometers away from Beckham's home, and the other side also gave him a lot of promises.

It's a pity that Beckham had already made up his mind to realize his dream for his father at that time, and the old man made him fully feel the feeling of being respected, so the matter was settled.

But the fans of West Ham United still have resentment. Seeing that Beckham faintly has the embryonic form of locking the right side of the England team in the next 10 years, turning love into hatred often means that they will speak ill when they meet again.

Hearing the scolding from the West Ham fans, Cantona said with some relief: "Finally, I won't scold me this time!"

Although the fans pointed to Beckham for the magic damage, the physical damage of the West Ham players was still reserved for Cantona.

When Cantona took the ball for the first time, he was shoveled up by Dix, the "meat grinder" of West Ham United. When the Frenchman landed on the ground, he fell firmly on the lawn.

When the French stood up, the entire Upton Park was silent for a moment.

Everyone knows that Cantona is not a good-tempered person. A year ago, the next time Dix got the ball, he would shovel it back.

Maybe there is no need to combine football, he can start fighting mode at any time.

Everyone believed that he could do this, so after the "King" was suspended, all opponents would use violent actions to violate him on the court, in order to make him lose control of his emotions.

However, Cantona, who was fighting for the championship, was not prepared to let the opponent succeed. He got up and patted the dirt on the jersey, and stood in front of the ball with his head held high.

With his right foot on the football and his hands on his waist, the Frenchman observes the situation on the field like a king inspecting his territory.

The West Ham United player is still the Frenchman, walking lazily for at least half a minute.

According to everyone's assumption, if Manchester United wants to win, they must first carry the home team's three axes, and then they can slowly look for scoring opportunities.

When the West Ham players thought that Manchester United would seize the opportunity to seize the ball and grind the foreign work for a while, Cantona passed the ball to the left.

It was Giggs who stepped forward to meet the ball, and Dix, who had just tackled Cantona, posted up from not far away.

In the Premier League, if the nature is not too bad, the referee will rarely show a yellow card to a player who fouls in the frontcourt.

And the habitual offender Dix is ​​naturally familiar with the scale of fouls. He is going to make a savage collision, and then take advantage of the opportunity to hook.

Although this set of movements is simple, but the effect is not small, once Giggs hit the road, don't think about slowing down within 5 minutes.

So Dix rushed towards Giggs, pounced on the moment the latter touched the ball.

But the next scene was beyond his expectation. Giggs knocked the ball behind him with his heel at the moment of receiving the ball, and then rushed forward from the other side of his body.

Dix turned his head and looked at Giggs' back in a daze.

He is so rampant! ?

Just when he was in a daze, Giggs had already dribbled the ball past the center circle, and West Ham United's right midfielder couldn't keep up with the Welshman's rhythm at all, and he passed it cleanly with a change of direction.

"Tell him to stop, what are you doing!"

Dix roared loudly as he charged into the backcourt.

He saw at least five Manchester United players rushing forward, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

And Beckham has rushed to the edge of the penalty area.

(End of this chapter)