Chapter 213 Jiang, go to the left!

北京时间12月8日晚上9点，伦敦时间12月8日下午1点，切尔西球员们正在基地用餐。

Chelsea's victory over Bournemouth in the last round successfully moved them up to fourth place in the league, and of course, Stoke City contributed greatly to this.

If Stoke City had not defeated Manchester City 2-0, Chelsea would not have been able to return to fourth place.

The Stoke City players are still very powerful, and their main theme is chivalry. This is not the first time this season that they have robbed the rich to help the poor.

They can beat Chelsea and Manchester City, but cannot beat the second-to-last team West Ham United.

Returning to the Champions League zone made Mourinho and the players breathe a sigh of relief, but strictly speaking, they did not completely breathe a sigh of relief.

In less than 30 hours, they will face Porto at Stamford Bridge. According to media reports, the Portuguese team has arrived at a hotel in London today.

Arrive a day early to prepare for tomorrow's big competition.

canteen.

Rozovic took two plates of salmon slices, one for Jiang Yuan and the other for Hazard: "How do you feel?"

Mourinho arranged a low-intensity passing and controlling training session this morning in order to help the players find the form for high-intensity games.

According to Mourinho's analysis, Chelsea this season was clearly weak and had difficulty adapting to the fast pace of the game when facing strong teams such as Manchester City, Arsenal and Tottenham.

Of course, I felt the same way when we played against Porto at the Dragons last month.

In general, Chelsea this season is a bit too dependent on the personal abilities of the players!

"Hmm... the training effect is not very good"

Jiang Yuan shrugged and told the truth.

Rozovic smiled: "It's understandable, you get nervous before a big game"

Hazard poured salad dressing on the salmon slices and consoled him, "There's nothing to be nervous about. This is the Champions League group stage. Jiang, be more confident. You beat Bayern in the knockout rounds!"

"Come on, I was just a substitute at that time. It was all thanks to the strength of my teammates. Otherwise, how could we have won against Bayern in the first round?"

Jiang Yuan is still very self-aware. He was much weaker than he is now. Both his football skills and physical strength have not reached the level of the Champions League knockout stage.

Porto was able to win against Bayern in the first leg, thanks to core players such as Martinez, Maicon and Sandro.

"Ha ha"

Hazard picked up a piece of salmon fillet with a fork, put it in his mouth, and said while chewing: "You scored a goal, and it was a very wonderful goal, which has proved your contribution"

"By the way, how did you lose in the second round? Why did you lose by such a big margin?"

Hazard's eyes widened. Bayern defeated Porto 5- in the second leg, which caused quite a stir at the time.

There are even many French journalists who took this opportunity to criticize the overall level of the Portuguese Super League, believing that it is far inferior to the top five leagues.

"Hey……"

Jiang Yuan sighed and took a sip of coconut juice: "The main players were injured and Alex didn't play. This had a big impact on us. In addition, Bayern had injured players in the first round, otherwise we wouldn't have won."

Jiang Yuan was right. The lineups of the two teams changed a lot between the first and second legs, especially Bayern. Many main players returned to the team, pulling Guardiola, who was in deep trouble, out of the swamp.

"What a pity..."

Hazard wiped the salad dressing off the corner of his mouth with his hand: "I heard from Jose that you are making great progress. If you were as good as you are now, Porto might have had a chance to advance to the semi-finals. What a pity!"

“It’s nothing.”

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "It's no use thinking about the previous losses. I'm a Chelsea player now."

"So do you think we can make it to the final four?"

"..."

Hazard's sudden question left Jiang Yuan speechless.

"Dong dong!"

Rozovic knocked on the table twice to attract Jiang Yuan's attention: "Take it step by step. You are thinking about the knockout stage before the group stage is over. You will make yourselves very nervous. From the perspective of sports psychology, this is completely unnecessary."

"But……"

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Porto beat Dynamo Kyiv, and now we have secured our place in the group..."

"do not think too much"

Rozovic stood up and interrupted Jiang Yuan directly: "Implement Jose's tactics and play well in every game. This is what you should do now. Don't worry about anything else."

Speaking of Mourinho…

Jiang Yuan looked around, but there was no sign of Mourinho in the cafeteria.

"Jose, where are the others?"

Jiang Yuan frowned. Apart from the cafeteria, there was nothing else in the base to eat lunch, right?

"You mean Jose? He finished eating while you were relaxing. I don't know where he is now."

Rozovic sat in a chair and looked left and right: "Lyon is not here either"

……

At 3:30 pm London time, less than hours before the Champions League match against Porto, Mourinho held a tactical meeting in the physiotherapy room.

Massages are combined with meetings; this is how the Portuguese elite manage their time.

First of all, let’s talk about the starting lineup. Chelsea will use the previous lineup for tomorrow’s game. Courtois, who has just recovered from injury, will play his first Champions League game this season.

Of course there is also Terry. In the match against Bournemouth, the Blues captain suffered cramps and left the field. Later, Sean and other physiotherapists used a fascia knife to loosen the muscles, and then combined with muscle massage, successfully helping Terry recover to his best competitive state.

At this moment, there must be many Blues fans worried that Terry will not be able to play, but Chelsea insiders all know that Terry will play as the starting central defender and on-field captain in tomorrow's game.

Terry's partner is Kurt Zouma, who was Cahill's substitute last season. But this season, Mourinho prefers Zouma to starter Cahill.

Zuma's technique is rough, but his physical ability is really impeccable.

"Snapped!"

Mourinho closed the folder and put one foot on the stool: "The above is our starting lineup and the match list for tomorrow. Remember, don't let those stupid British reporters get you to say anything. Half an hour before the game, these are all absolutely confidential. Do you understand what I mean?"

“You must understand!”

The ones who responded to Mourinho were Zuma, Kennedy, Jiang Yuan and other young players. Many people did not speak, so Mourinho asked again: "Do you understand?"

"clear"

Now everyone was talking about it, and Mourinho asked Brown to pull the tactical board over.

Tomorrow's match against Porto is crucial. Mourinho worked overtime until 7: p.m. yesterday in order to discuss appropriate tactics with Brown. He also took out his break at noon today to watch the Porto game video in the office, fearing that there would be any omissions.

Mourinho looked at Jiang Yuan who was sitting in front of him and spoke slowly: "Guys, because of the departure of Jackson and... Jiang last season, Porto's wing attack has been weakened. They will most likely attack from the middle like in the last round. So Ivan and Cesar, I need you to move inwards."

Ivanovic and Azpilicueta, who were called out, gave Mourinho a thumbs up respectively.

The tactic of the full-backs moving inwards is not an area that Chelsea is good at, but both of them are from the full-back youth training system. In the European youth training system, moving inwards to protect is a compulsory course for all full-backs.

The full-backs moved inwards and the midfield formed a 4-defensive system, which was very helpful for Chelsea's central safety. After all, Terry and Zouma were not good at speed. When the opponent's forwards looked for opportunities in the middle, they needed teammates to help them go out and intercept.

Jiang Yuan sat on the bed and drank water. It seemed that this meeting had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, Mourinho changed his tone and pointed at Jiang Yuan: "Jiang, go to the left"

???

A series of question marks occupied Jiang Yuan's mind. Looking at Hazard, the Belgian's eyes were wide open and he seemed a little surprised.

"Jose, so I..."

“Now is not the time to ask questions!”

Mourinho interrupted Jiang Yuan and said, "Eden on the right, Jiang on the left. This is what I discussed with Lyon. It's decided."

The Portuguese coach did not give Hazard and Jiang Yuan a chance to speak. He moved the magnetic button on the tactical board and began to explain some issues in the frontcourt with William.

"Ding dong!"

At this moment, the mobile phone on the bedside suddenly rang, and Mourinho's face changed immediately: "I have told you many times that mobile phones should be muted during meetings!"

Jiang Yuan looked towards the place where the sound came from.

A white iPhone without a case, this is definitely his phone!

"Sir, I'm sorry..."

Jiang Yuan blushed. When the training was over, he played a song on his phone, but forgot to mute it after finishing the song.

He reached out to take it, but Mourinho got there first.

But when Mourinho saw what was displayed on the phone screen, his pupils shrank.

This is a WhatsApp message, and the other party's note is Lopetegui.

"Hullen?"

"Jiang, open it and take a look. What did Hu Lun send you?"

When Mourinho saw that the person who sent the message was Porto coach Lopetegui, his attitude took a 180-degree turn.

This node, private message?
It's a bit intriguing...

"Forehead……"

Jiang Yuan touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed, but he still unlocked his phone with the password in front of everyone and opened WhatsApp.

A message from Lopetegui, this is an emoticon, a spoof from Twitter users.

As for the content of the emoticon package...

The Q version of Lopetegui is riding a blue dragon and chasing a blue lion running on the ground.

It is worth mentioning that the dragon in the emoticon is more than 5 times larger than the lion. In the picture, the lion looks like a toy of the dragon.

"Can you tell me what that bastard posted?"

Mourinho looked into Jiang Yuan's eyes, making Jiang Yuan feel a little embarrassed.

It’s not true if you say it, and it’s not true if you don’t say it.

"That's right, tell us what Lopetegui said, Jiang."

"Go ahead, it's not something that can't be said!"

Terry and Azpilicueta put on slippers and walked over. Soon Jiang Yuan was surrounded by more than a dozen teammates.

"hiss……"

Jiang Yuan touched his head and simply handed the phone to Mourinho, who clicked on the expression and took a look.

It would have been fine if Mourinho hadn't looked at it, but once he did he got mad: "Damn, what the hell is this? Is that damn bullfighter so confident?"

"shit!"

Mourinho threw his phone on the bed. Jiang Yuan was about to reach out to grab it, but Terry got there first.

"what?!"

The moment Chelsea's captain saw the emoticon, his expression changed instantly.

"Damn it, damn it, these are the Spanish, go play with cow dung!"

Terry handed the phone to Zuma, and Zuma went crazy. Zuma handed the phone to William, and William went crazy.

Until the end, it was passed to Hazard, who took a look at it and handed it to Jiang Yuan.

Terry knelt on Jiang Yuan's bed and said, "Jiang, give me your phone, and I'll scold him!"

"Hey, no no no no no"

Jiang Yuan held the phone tightly with both hands: "He was joking with me, don't take it so seriously!"

Mourinho pointed at Jiang Yuan's eyes and said, "Listen to me, turn on the video call. I want to see if he is eating cow dung now. This idiot, I will scold him to death."

"..."

Jiang Yuan shrank back, trying to avoid the clutches of Terry and Mourinho.

Most people have better tempers as they get older, but these two Chelsea guys are different. The older they get, the angrier they get.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Jiang Yuan called out to Mourinho and Terry, opened the chat interface, and sent a knife emoticon with a sentence.

【We are so tired】

"What does it mean?"

Zuma showed a puzzled expression. He could guess that Jiang Yuan was scolding Lopetegui, but he couldn't understand what Jiang Yuan said.

"Ha ha"

Mourinho understood what was going on and pointed at Zouma's nose: "You're trash"

"Why are you scolding me?"

Zuma was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Well, that's what I mean!"

Zuma sat beside Jiang Yuan's bed and nudged Jiang Yuan's ribs with his elbow: "Good scolding!"

All Chelsea players gathered around Jiang Yuan's bed, waiting for Lopetegui's reply.

At this time, Zouma suddenly had an idea: "Jiang, you have such a good relationship with Lopetegui, why don't you ask about Porto's starting lineup!"

In an instant, nearly thirty people in the therapy room all stared at Zuma, making the latter's scalp tingle.

"You...why are you just looking at me like that? Isn't this for the good of the team?"

Terry raised his middle finger with one hand: "Little Kurt, you really think Hullen is a fool."

"It's okay, I'll just ask!"

Jiang Yuan typed a sentence in front of everyone. It was in English and the content was:
Hu Lun, what lineup will you use tomorrow?
"Hahahaha!"

"Great, Jiang, you are such a talent!"

"..."

The physiotherapy room was in chaos. Everyone was amused by Jiang Yuan's ability to make fun of others. Even Mourinho, who was usually very serious, smiled.

"jingle!"

Jiang Yuan's phone rang again, and everyone stretched their necks to listen: "Jiang, what did Lopetegui say?"

amount……

Jiang Yuan touched his head and looked up at Mourinho in front of him.

"What are you hesitating about!"

Terry snatched Jiang Yuan's phone and read out word for word what Lopetegui said.

Lopetegui's message was in Spanish, but that was not a problem for Terry.

"I can use energy..."

"I will use a lineup that can beat you to pieces"

"Please tell Jose that I am the most capable coach you have ever met."

???

After listening to Terry's retelling, Mourinho gritted his teeth.

Although it is true that both Lopetegui and Jiang Yuan were joking, for the sensitive Mourinho, this sentence was obviously provocative.

"Among all the coaches you have met so far, I am the most capable one..."

Mourinho muttered softly, then looked up at Jiang Yuan: "Chinese boy, who do you think is more capable, me or Hu Lun? To be honest, I won't scold you!"

"Of course it's you!"

Jiang Yuan shrank his legs and squatted on the bed: "You are the best coach I have ever met."

"you sure?"

"Of course!"

"very good!"

……

On the other side, in Lopetegui's room at the Conrad London St. James Hotel.

"Hu Lun, are you sure this will work?"

Hemil looked at Lopetegui's mobile phone, and the screen showed the chat interface between him and Jiang Yuan.

"As long as Jiang tells Jose what I said, it will definitely work."

"You know, that Portuguese guy has a big ego. Believe me, if he knew what I said, he would be furious!"

……

London Borough of Fulham.

There are still more than three hours before the match with Porto. At this time, the outside of Stamford Bridge is already blue, and thousands of fans are waiting for their home team's bus.

At this time, a white man with a Chelsea flag on his shoulder stood out from the crowd.

It seemed like this uncle was the leader of some fan organization, because after he stood up the whole area fell silent.

"CHELSEA!"

The uncle shouted with a small loudspeaker, and then the fans jumped up.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Dong dong dong dong!"

"..."

The sound was a little confusing, but the momentum was very huge.

Nearly 1 person was jumping around in an area, making a noise almost like an earthquake.

The uncle yelled again: "CHELSEA!"

"Hey!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Compared to last time, the sound this time was a little more uniform. I guess the fans are familiar with the rhythm.

In addition to these crazy fans, there are four police cars outside the stadium, including BMW and Ford, with fluorescent and blue paint on the bodies, which are very eye-catching.

Chelsea and Porto, both teams have huge fan bases. When there are more people, the possibility of conflict will increase.

Moreover, this was a Champions League match. In addition to the 4 spectators in the stadium, there were also many fans who failed to buy tickets gathered outside Stamford Bridge.

The quality of British fans is very famous all over the world. You can see a group of security guards wearing bright yellow vests surrounding several entrances of Stamford Bridge.

As for the purpose of stadium security, of course it is to stop fans from rushing into the stadium!

Although the game has not started yet, the fans are still enjoying it. Waiting outside the stadium before the game not only gives them the opportunity to get autographs from their favorite players, but they can also make friends with people who like the same team.

Just then, a white youth with messy hair pointed in a direction and shouted, "CHELSEA!"

No need to think too much, it must be Chelsea's bus.

Here they come!

……

In the player tunnel, Jiang Yuan and Porto players met again. It had been almost two months since their last match.

"Reuben!"

Jiang Yuan gave Neves a big hug. When he was in Porto, Neves and Casemiro had the best relationship with him. After all, they were not much different in age, and they had all just joined Porto's first team, so they had a lot in common.

"long time no see!"

Neves patted Jiang Yuan on the back: "Jiang, have you grown taller?"

"Ah? You've grown taller?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment: "It doesn't seem to have grown much, right?"

Maicon, who was standing in front of Neves, came over and compared his height with Jiang Yuan: "Yes, you are taller. You were originally at the position of my lower lip, but now you have reached my upper lip!"

I never expected that Maicon, a big and strong Brazilian, could be so meticulous.

"Besides, your muscles have grown bigger!"

Neves grabbed Jiang Yuan's biceps and said, "I can't believe you're now the top scorer in the Premier League and the Champions League!"

Jiang Yuan's old teammates in Porto are the ones who feel the most deeply about his progress.

They were good buddies who ate and trained together on weekdays, but after not seeing Jiang Yuan for a few months, he suddenly topped the Champions League scorer list.

17岁，英超15场15球、欧冠5场10球。

If Neves and Maicon hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it!

"Pah, pah, pah, get ready to enter!"

shouted Kachir who was standing at the front of the team. He was the referee of this game.

After the notification, Cahill and two linesmen led the players out of the player tunnel.

"Let's see what happens on the field!"

Neves patted Jiang Yuan on the chest, then followed Maicon and walked forward.

"call……"

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, holding the caddy's hand and walking forward.

The stands on both sides are a gorgeous blue ocean.

"Hazard! Hazard!"

"Wow!"

"Wow, Jiang! Handshake, shake my hand!"

Fanatical fans on both sides of the stands stretched out their hands. They bought tickets for these seats just to shake hands with the players when they entered the field.

So Jiang Yuan jogged with the caddy, and high-fived the fans along the way, making a "pa pa pa pa" sound.

……

"Zhuangdianertai, Zhuangdianertai!"

"Here is the live broadcast of the fifth round of the 2015-16 UEFA Champions League Group G match, Chelsea plays against Porto at home!"

"We could see that the Chelsea players were cheered by the crowd as they came out of the tunnel.

“Although Chelsea’s performance this season is not good, the fans’ support for the home team will not change”

"..."

"The referee is already looking at his watch!"

"The game has begun. Let me introduce the starting lineups of both teams!"

"It is worth mentioning that Jiang Yuan appeared on the left today."

……

"Then there's Porto, the visiting team, in black, attacking from the left side of the screen to the right!"

Porto (4-3-3)

Goalkeeper: Casillas
Defenders: Indi, Maicon, Marcano, Maxi Pereira

Midfielders: Imbula, Ruben Neves, Hector Herrera

Forwards: Layun, Brahimi, Jesus Corona

Head coach: Lopetegui
As Mourinho expected, Porto chose the 433 formation that they are best at.

The battle for the first place in Group G is about to begin at Stamford Bridge!
……

(End of this chapter)