Green Life

　　The problem of double morality has been plagued by England since the Eriksson era. Both of them play by the top midfielder, and they need to arrange someone to be responsible for defense and scheduling.

　　 The best time Gerrard played in Liverpool was when Alonso and Harman were behind.

　　 McLaren is a cook, and it seems like a solution for him to send Barry to him, but it's a shit.

　　 The biggest problem with these two people is that they are squeezing space for each other. If Mark Qin comes to line up, he will arrange Gerrard to the right.

　　 Left midfielder Ashley Cole, right midfielder Phillips, had a good idea and defended and counterattacked, but in the Eriksson era, England was at least very stable, so he couldn't do it.

　　 What's more, there is such a butter hand Carlson, he can not play the main force in Liverpool, it can be seen how serious the shortage of goalkeepers in England in those years, he and Robinson are half a cat.

　　 Rain is the prerequisite for all evils, and it all acts like this. It seems that there is no evil in the sun as everyone knows.

　　 Mark Qin and Beckham sat together, and Beckham's smiling expression didn't know if he was managing or really confident.

　　 Within a few minutes of the start of the game, the sword of Damocles fell as scheduled. Kovac took an ordinary long shot 35 meters away. Because of the slippery field and the falling rain, the ball speeded up after hitting the ground.

　　 Carlson is still squatting to catch the ball with both hands, even though the ball has quickly passed his arm into the net.

　　 There were fatal errors in judging the speed of the ball and its trajectory. He looked like a puppet, completely lost in this cold and depressing atmosphere.

　　 McLaren had to jump outside to get in the rain before his **** was hot. He had a trembling feeling, and his heart was throbbing!

　　 All the arrangements have been vanished with this goal, they must attack!

　　 But how many offensive players are there?

　　 McLaren feels like a silly pen!

　　Excellent coaches never think that defense is built by the number of defensive players. That can only create chaos!

　　 The anxiety of the mentality can be answered by the chaotic formation of England on the field. The thin striker caused Gerrard and Lampard to press on, and Barry could not hold back Modric and Kovac's counterattack.

　　 So in less than fifteen minutes, with one easy kick, he broke through the center of England's heavily guarded army. Olic was very easy and he did it in one fell swoop!

　　 Two to zero!

　　 McLaren's scalp numb, Wembley is silent!

　　 The cold rain drains my heart!

　　 He didn't even know what to do, how to adjust, he had already stepped into the abyss with one foot, howling in the air!

　　 Peterson helped his headset, he didn't know how to explain it, it was so heavy at this time.

　　 The whole Britain is dead!

　　 The Croatian players are celebrating crazy, although they have already qualified, this is Wembley~

　　 Beckham didn't even smile.

　　 In the 21st minute, Croatia shot,

　　 In the 26th minute, Croatia shot,

　　 Shoot, shoot, shoot!

　　 Very embarrassed.

　　 McLaren is on the sidelines, before he even puts up that beautiful orchid umbrella, like a clown.

　　 Mark Qin's face is numb, like watching a movie.

　　 He was mentally prepared before he came, and watched it fall into the abyss~

　　He is not a savior.

　　 Laughter and tears are something this group of fans must bear. Are they not?

　　 Because this is life.

　　 Only through heartache can he be reborn. If Mark Qin remembers it correctly, the complete reform of the English youth academy is also the result of this defeat.

　　 Carlson finally did not become a sinner of the ages, he went high and low, and still saved the goal without being penetrated again.

　　 If it is three to zero, it is the time of death, and now at least I can breathe.

　　 Thirty minutes later, England finally organized several decent offensives. The best chance came from 37 minutes.

Ashley Cole rushed in from the left, crossed Lampard, and Lampard sent a straight to Crouch in the penalty area. Crouch was not fast enough, so he could only rush to the ground before the opponent defender cleared the siege with his long legs. The ball was stabbed to Phillips, who was already in the gap.

　　 At that time, the problem could be solved with a burst shot, but he obviously hesitated and stopped the ball. It was this stoppage that allowed the opposing defender to block it in time.

　　 When he got up to hit the door again, there was no line!

　　 McLaren raised his head on the sidelines and sighed, it's heaven to kill me, what a good chance, if I can get a goal back, there is hope in the second half!

　　 More than half of England's main team was injured in this game, but there is a reason for playing like this.

　　 The referee finally blew the whistle at the end of the half-time, and McLaren turned around and entered the locker room without stopping.

　　 must be substituted to strengthen the attack!

　　 Switch to the next backcourt and switch to a forward. Beckham is definitely going to be, but he hesitated for the last one.

　　 Joe Cole on the left was injured, he brought Maqin, but, can he do it?

　　 Although his performance on the left side of Liverpool was star-level, he hesitated in such a game.

　　 In the locker room, no one speaks, McLaren is singing a one-man show,

　　 "We must strengthen our offense in the second half!"

　　 "Defoe, you replace Barry", he still dare not replace any of the double virtues, sometimes this is the courage of the coach.

　　 "David, you replace Phillips"

　　 "There are forty-five minutes left in the game, and we still have a chance to cheer up, we just have to tie!"

　　 At this point, he saw Maqin with his head down, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind!

　　 "Mark, you replace Bridge, Ashley, you return to the back line"

　　嚯～

　　Makkin was not the only one who looked up in surprise, Bridge, Ashley Cole, Lampard, and Gerrard all looked at McLaren in surprise, dare you!

　　 "We need to step up our offense! It doesn't make sense for us to lose a few, Mark, show your performance in Liverpool!"

　　Makqin has just been relieved, he really has his own business, am I here to visit?

　　 "Ok, I understand"

　　 McLaren nervously laid out tactics on the tactical board, although none of them could be played. With Beckham, England's gameplay is "hand over the ball to Beckham"!

　　 What tactics are there to say!

　　The biggest problem with any mediocre coach is self-righteousness. They don't know the players deeply, thinking that they can make a difference by stacking them together like data.

　　Makqin himself wanted to vomit his face. The special double Dega Beckham in the frontcourt is already three big players. What are you going to do for me? Defensive?

　　 I don’t have a ball. I’m not Gattuso!

　　 It's just that he is now like the cloth bag monk in Yitian Tulong, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can't say it can't say it, too much toothache!

　　 The second half of the game began.

　　 "McLaren changed three players at once, Defoe, David and Mark? My God~", Peterson was completely struck by the eighteen thunders of the Purple Sky God!

　　What is he doing? Is it a friendly match?

　　 His brain short-circuited? Water in? Kicked by a donkey? Still broken by the door!

Julie next to 　　 was not excited when Maqin was on the court, only scared!

　　What kind of game is this? A bad person is an eternal sinner!

　　 stupid! dumbass! I **** Nima! McLaren!

　　 If there is a Gatlin, Julie will definitely abrupt him!

　　 I don't know when, Maqin is already very important in her heart.

　　 She can bear his cynicism,

　　 She can accept his bad temper,

　　 She let him laugh and scold,

　　 Because she understands that he is actually very kind.

　　 Even if more people questioned and puzzled, Maqin still had to stand on this court these forty-five minutes.

　　 and most of the guys who haven't played a ball with him, have been through this time.

　　 Try hard to give the fans a little hope and give myself a chance.

　　 When Beckham came on the court, the audience shouted, and when Mark Qin came on, there was only sporadic applause.

　　He played well in Liverpool, but this is England, can he do it?

　　 Gerrard patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, just play like in the club!"

　　 "Yeah", he nodded heavily.

　　This cold rainy night~

　　 Very depressed~

　　 I stand on the bridge~

　　 Overlooking the dawn~