My light shines on Arsenal

Chapter 142 Jose, see you later

After completing an offensive, Real Madrid immediately retreated and continued to sink to the defensive position in their own half.

Jose Mourinho's team never pursues absolute ball possession, but this does not mean that Jose Mourinho is a person who does not pursue control.

He also pursues control, and it is the ultimate control, but it is different from Guardiola's method.

The tide of Real Madrid players receded and Arsenal regained control of the ball.

"The boys are not in good condition." Chen Yao tilted his head and said to his assistant coach.

On the field, Carvajal sent a through ball along the sideline, but Walcott was not in place. His instep barely reached the ball and did not stop.

The ball goes out of the sideline and Real Madrid has the ball.

Scenes like this have appeared many times in this game. Arsenal's players can still run to the right position, but their completion rate of technical actions has dropped significantly.

After getting the ball, Real Madrid immediately launched a counterattack. For Jose Mourinho's team, this is the most threatening moment for them.

Di Maria, Cristiano Ronaldo, and Higuain all fired three arrows. Alonso passed the ball to the frontcourt and handed it to the forwards to chase.

Arsenal's defense continued to retreat, and with frequent forward pressure and retreat, the Gunners' defense organization became increasingly chaotic.

Real Madrid's attack quickly reached the gap between Arsenal's midfield and defenders.

There were not many people involved in the attack. Higuain inserted into the penalty area and formed a double forward position with Ronaldo. Di Maria stood on the right, and Marcelo pressed on the left, standing on the edge of the penalty area. .

Arsenal's formation was forced back to the perimeter of the penalty area. Even though the players' physical condition was not good, they still faithfully followed the coach's instructions and tried their best to increase their speed when returning to defense.

Mourinho took a look at Arsenal's coaching staff and he has always disliked this team.

In the eyes of "madmen", Arsenal is a weak team. They stubbornly pursue that kind of exquisite football, but are pushed down in every confrontation. In the end, they cannot win the trophy they pursue.

Mourinho does not pursue a gorgeous style of play, nor does he pursue how many goals his team can contribute in a game. All he wants is victory.

He can win the championship.

"The speed of returning to defense is pretty good." Mourinho touched his chin and said to himself, "And they are not so afraid of confrontation."

The assistant coach around him agreed with the head coach's evaluation, "Arsenal's condition is not very good. If they are full of physical fitness, they will perform better than now."

"What does it matter?" Mourinho smiled, "If they have more energy, they will press harder. But I have never worried about this."

Marcelo suddenly crossed into the penalty area, Carvajal followed nervously, but the ball was not at the feet of the left back.

It was Cristiano Ronaldo who had the ball. He had just broken through Arteta's defense. The not-so-strong Spaniard couldn't even block the Portuguese forward's impact by pulling and pulling.

A group of players suddenly surrounded Ronaldo. Chen Yao felt nervous when he saw the Real Madrid forward being surrounded by Arsenal players.

The players were so nervous that they failed to stay calm against the most luxurious attacking line in Europe.

When an attacking player attracts more than two players, there is bound to be space left.

In the siege of three players, Ronaldo knocked the ball calmly and handed the ball to Marcelo, with Carvajal following him.

Marcelo took two steps across the penalty area line, trying to get rid of the entanglement of the Arsenal defender, but failed.

He then continued to pass crosswise, and the short pass reached the feet of Alonso.

The top of the arc was empty, and Alonso took a long shot.

Carvajal dropped Marcelo and slid in to block it.

He didn't touch the ball.

The ball drew an arc, hit Koscielny's shoulder, and bounced outside the small penalty area.

Then it was volleyed by Cristiano Ronaldo and hit the goal.

Szczesny failed to hold the goal, and few players can react quickly when faced with Ronaldo's shot from close range.

One to zero, the Bernabeu fans deserved to see their home team take the lead.Mourinho expressed his excitement with exaggerated body language. He shouted and jumped on the sidelines. The Arsenal bench not far away was quiet.

"Hey, cheer up!" Chen Yao clapped his hands and shouted to the players on the field.

After shouting, he turned around and smiled bitterly.

Trailing by one goal, he knew this game would be difficult to win.

As long as Mourinho can take the lead, he can use various postures to hold on to the lead without any scruples.

The Arsenal players are really tired.

……

At the end of the game, Arsenal lost to Real Madrid without much suspense.

Chen Yao is not very reconciled to this result. He believes that his team does not have the ability to cause more trouble to Real Madrid or even defeat Real Madrid.

But the competition conditions are not always fair. Most of Real Madrid's opponents in La Liga will not expect to score points on this team, while Arsenal's opponents in the Premier League are eyeing it.

What's more, the financial resources of the two teams are completely different. Even if we only look at the players' worth, Arsenal will be the loser without any suspense.

When Mourinho shook hands with Chen Yao, he said jokingly: "Aren't you willing to give in? Are you not convinced of losing?"

Chen Yao answered him: "If it were you, Mr. Mourinho, you would not be reconciled to such a result."

"Maybe one day you may defeat me, and I will invite you to have a drink with me after losing." Mourinho loosened his collar, "But not now."

"You will." Chen Yao smiled, "See you later, Jose."

……

On the plane back to London, the cabin was very quiet. Most of the players were napping. They were in urgent need of regaining their strength.

The light in the cabin was dim. Chen Yao originally planned to analyze the technical statistics of the past two games, but he felt sleepy and decided to rest.

Juan Lillo sat beside him, lying on his back with a copy of "The Inverted Pyramid" covered over his face.

"I thought you should have finished reading this book a long time ago." Chen Yao said softly.

"Well, I finished reading it a long time ago." Lillo's voice came from under the book.

"Not asleep?"

"No." Lillo adjusted his sitting position and took the "Inverted Pyramid" off the door. "Every time I finish a game, I will be very excited. I definitely can't sleep well that night."

"Maybe you should spend a night in Spain with Dennis."

Bergkamp refused to fly and chose to return to London alone, staying one night in Madrid for the time being.

"Madrid? I'm not unfamiliar with this place." Lillo looked at the flickering lights outside the window. "I have imagined countless times that I can coach any Madrid team, but I have never lived half my life." Make this dream come true.”

"At least we can stand at the Bernabeu as opponents."

"It's not enough." Lillo shook his head, "Coach, I believe you won't be satisfied either."

"Me? Of course not." Chen Yao murmured to himself, "We have defeated Real Madrid and stood one step away from the top of Europe... How could I be satisfied without winning that trophy. "

"Would you like a big ear cup?"

"Don't tell me you don't want to, Juan."

"I want to, but it's hard. Coach, you've only been working for three months and you haven't realized how painful this job is."

"That's right." Chen Yao withdrew his gaze, "Why are we so impatient? We should get through the current schedule first - in 72 hours, we will play the game again."

(End of this chapter)