football fight

Chapter 317
"We are the cavalry of the city, crush the darkness! The golden dawn leads us!"

"We are a brave iron army, overcoming obstacles! Let the opponent tremble and watch us win!"

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"We! We! We are the Iron Cavalry of the West City!"

The neat singing of the home fans resounded throughout the home court of West City. Among other things, this surging momentum was enough to give the visiting team a bad blow.

It stands to reason that St. Friedom, a team that has only entered the second season of the Football Super League, will not attract too much interest from West City fans, but given that the two games of the two teams last season still have very high viewing Sex, the attendance rate of this game is also considerable.

"There are a lot of people today," said Gao Feijie, who was warming up in the arena absent-mindedly. His concentration is always easy to go astray. "Now we are such a strong team player, there must be a lot of enemies."

"Do you mind if I become your enemy?" Zhao Anguo suddenly appeared behind Gao Feijie and said something abruptly.

"I was wrong, brother." Gao Feijie withdrew his gaze, and suddenly became more diligent in warming up.

After only a few minutes, after feeling that Zhao Anguo had left, Gao Feijie started to "activate" again.

"My Kong, hey, look over there." Gao Feijie moved to Kong Pengyu's side, and raised his head towards the coach bench, "Have you ever seen Brother Anguo like this?"

"What?" Kong Pengyu looked in the direction he indicated.

Zhao Anguo ran to the side of the warm-up side of the Xicheng iron cavalry, and stood next to an elderly man in a white coat.

The old man had gray hair and put his hands behind his back. Only the audience behind him could see the thermos he was carrying behind him.His somewhat thin face looks very kind, watching the players warm up on the field, his posture is like watching some chess friends play chess in the park.

He and Zhao Anguo were happily talking about something, but they kept looking at the players on the field. Zhao Anguo was in front of him, like a junior who had just entered the workplace and chatted with his seniors.

Indeed, Zhao Anguo can only be regarded as a junior in front of him, and this person's status in domestic football is not known to be much higher than Zhao Anguo.

Generally speaking, when the team is warming up, the head coach will not always stand on the sidelines. Most of the time he will be familiar with the opponent's data in the locker room and some details to be explained later, but Zhao Anguo attaches great importance to today's game. Monitor the players.

And this "senior" is used to observing the players' status during the warm-up session of each game.

This 73-year-old man is in charge of the Xicheng Cavalry for the third time. He is Yang Ming, the father of the current Football Association Chairman Yang Zifang.

In the previous two times in charge of West City, he brought many honors to the team, including the AFC Champions League.

The reason why he left West City twice was very simple. He felt that the team would develop better in the hands of young people. As an old man, he could no longer bring anything to the team.

But it turns out that the young man in his mouth has not yet appeared.Not to mention surpassing, there has never been a coach who has been close to his performance in leading the team.

This season, the West City started extremely badly, with repeated defeats. With nothing to do, the top management of the West City can only choose this West City's "Ten Thousand Years Kit" to fight the fire.

"Then I, an old man, don't feel embarrassed. Please take care of me. Just don't think I'm annoying." According to relevant sources, when Yang Ming decided to coach Xicheng for the third time, he said such words.

After talking with Yangming, Zhao Anguo started to go to the locker room, but Yangming never left.

After the players warmed up, Yang Ming stood at the entrance of the player tunnel, holding a thermos cup in his left hand, and extended his right hand to give the players high-fives.

Unlike those passionate coaches, he was full of energy when he high-fived and said a few encouraging words.

Yangming just looked at everyone who came towards him with a smile, and lightly clapped his hands, like an old principal welcoming elementary school students to school, his eyes full of affirmation for the "flowers".

"Arrange them as I said before." He said something to the assistant coach who was walking at the end, and explained something to Di Xiaoliang. Instead of following them back to the locker room, he went directly to the seats.

There was still some time before the game started. He sat down alone, opened his cup, and drank hot water.

He looked very leisurely, as if he already knew that the result of the next game was what he expected.

(End of this chapter)