Chapter 251 Wearing blue clothes, with a red heart

"GOOOOOO-AAAAAAAAA-LLLLLLLLL!!!"

"What a goal! What a brilliant goal!"

"oh my god!"

The fans at St. Mary's Stadium went crazy. Hazard penetrated three players from the middle and then shot from a small angle, directly breaking through the Southampton goal defended by Foster.

"Woww~!!!"

Hazard extended his arms and slid on his knees, performing the classic pear-peeling celebration.

Using changes in rhythm and half-bicycle ball protection to penetrate three players at the top of the arc and then push the ball into the dead corner, this is Belgium's top active fighter, the Shadow Hazard!

"Damn! Good shot!"

Mourinho turned around and faced the Southampton fans in the stands, then raised two middle fingers.

"Kiss my asshole, bastard!"

"Fuck you, get out!"

"xuuuuu——!!!"

"..."

The jeers from the stands were loud and Mourinho put a hand behind his ear as a gesture to let the Southampton fans at St Mary's know.

I can not hear!

The director's camera turned to Coman in front of the home team's bench. Southampton's Dutch coach stood in place with his arms folded across his chest, his face livid.

It was thought that Mane's header sounded the clarion call for Southampton's counterattack, but now it seems that the goal did nothing more than arouse the anger of the Blues players.

"The director gave Mourinho a shot. Haha, the referee went over and showed Mourinho a yellow card. We heard boos from the stands at the beginning of the first half. Obviously, Mourinho's frontcourt tactics were questioned by the fans."

"Coach Zhan, what do you think of Mourinho's style of play in which Hazard plays in the middle?"

"What do I think? This, hiss... I think, no matter how good it is in theory, it is not as useful as a practical game. In the previous game against Manchester United and this game against Southampton, Chelsea at least proved that Hazard playing as a front midfielder, that is, a number 9 and a half, is feasible. Hazard does not have the accuracy of Willian's through ball, but you see, Hazard can advance through the middle, an ability that Willian does not have. Hey, we all say that gold shines wherever it is, and Hazard is a good example."

"So what you mean, Coach Zhan... is Hazard a better choice as a front midfielder?"

“I can’t say it’s a better choice, I can only say it’s an option.”

As an official commentator, He Wei was relatively conservative when commenting. All football tactics, whether it is the midfielder advancing or the full-backs moving inward, are double-handed. Chelsea let Hazard play as a front midfielder, so they must bear the weakening of the central defense.

"Southampton! Pah!"

"Southampton! Pah!"

On the court!
After getting the ball, Mikel took the initiative to move to the sideline, and then made a long pass in front of William. The latter turned with the ball, stopped and dribbled, and then started to break through on the side.

Although the duo on the wing has changed, Chelsea's main theme of attacking the wing will not change.

"Go, go!"

Jiang Yuan urged Hazard to run to the right to support William, while he filled the gap left by Hazard in the middle.

William wanted to pass the ball to the middle himself, but Bertrand quickly caught up with him, so William had no choice but to pass the ball back to Ivanovic.

"Snapped!"

Ivanovic kicked the ball towards the middle, and the ball spun downward, a standard long pass.

This kicking method is very accurate, but it also has a problem, which is that the ball speed is relatively slow.

"Ibrahimovic is in the penalty area, confronting Fonte, and Jiang Yuan also rushed in. These two Chelsea forwards have good heading abilities!"

"The Southampton defender got the first point and headed the ball out"

"Jiang Yuan ran back and got the ball after a physical confrontation with Krasi. Krasi fell to the ground and the referee did not make any comment."

"Jiang Yuan passes the ball back to Fabregas"

"Fabregas just kicked it!"

"The ball goes in! A world-class shot from Fabregas in the middle!"

"But does this ball count as..."

"Hey, it's called! Jiang Yuan committed a foul first, Fabregas' long shot is invalid"

my god!

Jiang Yuan shook his hands. He was about to hug Fabregas, but now he could only say "sorry" to Fabregas.

"it's okay no problem"

Fabregas ran over and patted Jiang Yuan on the shoulder, indicating that the ball didn't matter.

To be honest, if Jiang Yuan hadn't committed the foul, Chelsea would be on the defense and Southampton would be on the offense.

“Beep, beep—!”

Atkinson blew the whistle to end the game. In the end, Southampton, playing at home, lost to Chelsea with a score of 1:3.

As for Chelsea, thanks to their victory over Southampton, the Blues’ league points have reached 59 points. Since Arsenal and Manchester United have not played their 27th round of league matches yet, Chelsea now has one more round than Arsenal. With one more round, the league ranking is…

the first!

“Oh oh oh~!”

"We are the champions!"

Mourinho was still being interviewed by reporters when the visiting team's office at St. Mary's Stadium exploded.

Zuma took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and threw it behind him: "We are the champions!"

"Fuck!"

Jiang Yuan, who was standing behind Zuma, was startled by the sudden splash of water and was forced to speak in his native language: "Kurt, what are you doing?"

"Oh sorry sorry, I was just imagining what it looked like when we won the trophy last season"

"Screw you!"

Jiang Yuan took off his soaked jersey and threw it into the box, and patted Zuma on the butt: "According to you, we have won the championship? What championship? The Premier League championship?"

"Of course!"

Zuma took off his clothes, revealing his dark belly, and then put his arms around Jiang Yuan's shoulders: "I told you that I would take you to win the Premier League. I never lie. Now we are only 10 games away from the championship!"

The Premier League is different from the Portuguese Super League because there are 20 teams, so each team has to play 38 games in a season. The 27th round has been played so far.

“It’s 11 games!”

Jiang Yuan corrected.

It is said that the British are bad at math, but actual data surveys show that the math level of the general French population is among the lowest in Europe, even worse than that of the British.

“It’s all the same”

Zuma and Jiang Yuan danced to the music: "10 games or 11 games, we are the final champions anyway"

"I support!"

Ibrahimovic also took off his shirt and joined Zouma in the dance, followed by Willian and Fabregas.

The air conditioning in the locker room was about 22 degrees, and because they had just finished the game, the players were sweating. It turned out that Zouma was right, because it was really nice to take off the shirt at this time!

To the rhythm of the music, within a minute, nearly 1 naked men appeared in Chelsea's locker room. Only Hazard and the logistics guy were wearing clothes in the entire locker room.

Crunch!

Mourinho, who had just finished the interview, pushed the door open and the scene that came into his sight stunned the Portuguese coach.

"What is this?"

Mourinho looked at Hazard standing in the corner, who spread his hands and said slowly:

“carnal party”

"Oh shit!"

……

After today's game, Mourinho did not give the players a full day off as usual, but only half a day this time.

According to Mourinho's request, the players need to arrive at the base for training before 1 pm tomorrow.

When the Blues players first heard the news, they were very unhappy. In the players' view, Mourinho's approach would only increase their chances of injury.

But Mourinho had his own ideas.

"Half a day's vacation? José, did I hear you wrong?"

After the game, Abramovich met Mourinho in the VIP room of St. Mary's Stadium. The Portuguese coach was leaning on the sofa with a calm expression.

After winning the game, you will be tough!

"You do not understand"

Mourinho's classic statement: "I can arrange some tactical training tomorrow afternoon. This will not consume the players' physical strength, nor will it affect the next game. Believe me, I am a professional."

"Whatever"

Abu leaned back and said, "Then you have to tell me why you did this. Stop saying I'm an outsider. I'm the boss of the team, and I have the right to know the content of your training."

Ok……

Mourinho was silent for a while, staring into Abramovich's eyes, and then slowly said: "Our new tactics... this requires more training"

"Is it the idea of ​​Hazard playing as attacking midfielder?"

Abramovich's eyes were deep, as if they wanted to pierce through Mourinho in front of him. The latter remained silent for a while, and it seemed that he agreed.

"Well"

Abramovich stood up and said, "You are very brave. You are the most courageous coach I know. It is hard to imagine how much courage it takes to let Hazard play in the middle..."

"So you'll support me?"

Mourinho, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his head and asked sharply.

Abramovich walked to the table, poured a glass of champagne for Mourinho, shook it a few times and handed it to Mourinho.

However, the Portuguese did not reach out to take the champagne handed over by Abramovich. He stared at Abramovich in front of him and said, "Sir, please tell me, do you support my decision?"

“My meaning is obvious.”

After getting a satisfactory answer from Abramovich, Mourinho stood up from the sofa and took the champagne: "Mr. Roman, you are the boldest chairman I have ever seen."

……

At 2pm, the players finished their warm-up on the training ground and were now listening to Mourinho's speech on the grass.

According to Mourinho, they still need to train separately today. Jiang Yuan, Hazard, Ibrahimovic, William, Falcao, Kennedy, and Remy are in one group, and there are 6 defenders from Chelsea B team. This group will be led by Mourinho for training.

The remaining first-team players trained with Brown, and the training content was to pass the ball from the backcourt, from Courtois to the defenders and then to the midfielders. This is a problem Mourinho has recently discovered. When facing high pressure, Chelsea's backcourt may have some problems, especially when facing a 433 formation. The high-intensity pressure of 3 forwards + 1 attacking midfielder will make Chelsea's defense very tight.

Jiang Yuan was a little absent-minded while speaking, his attention was all on his own system.

[Request: Replace the Belgian superstar as Chelsea's starting left wing]

[Task Reward: Mbappe Template 5%]

He has already replaced Hazard and made one start, but the mission reward is still in an unobtained state. Jiang Yuan estimates that he will have to wait until Mourinho completely gives up the idea of ​​Hazard playing on the left before he can get the reward from the system.

When Jiang Yuan first received this task, he was a little nervous because he was not sure if he could squeeze out Hazard in the first season, but now...

In fact, it is difficult now!

"Hey guys"

"Move! Snap, snap, snap!"

Mourinho walked into the training ground to give orders. There were two members of the coaching team outside the field. They were equipped with a Sony high-speed camera and a 2-core Mac notebook. The two devices were used together and the camera data was connected to the notebook for easy review after training.

The entire training process lasted about one and a half hours. Team Two was completely beaten by Team One. However, because the gap between the players was quite large, the win-loss relationship had no reference significance.

"How about it?"

Mourinho walked to the sidelines to listen to reports from two coaching staff members.

The reply was: Not good.

They are all coaches of the same team, so they don't talk too politely to each other. According to the computer analysis of the two recorders, the distance between Jiang Yuan, Hazard, and William when passing the ball was a bit too close.

Mourinho placed his finger on the laptop touch screen and sighed as he operated. The average passing distance was short, which reflected that the players had a good understanding of each other, but the problem was that the average was a bit too low, which was not good news for the wing advancement.

Simply put, it is ineffective advancement.

"Hey, the game has begun!"

At this moment, Zouma, who was playing with his mobile phone outside the field, shouted, which immediately attracted the attention of all the players on the training ground.

"Wow, come on, today's training is over, let's go to the physical therapy room!"

The 4K big screen in the physiotherapy room is very nice, and Mourinho has already run over.

In the match between Arsenal and Manchester United, if Manchester United beats Arsenal, Chelsea will be able to take the top spot in the standings after 27 rounds!
"Go Manchester United!"

The 34 players participating in the afternoon training gathered in the physiotherapy room. Although there were only 15 beds in total, this was not a problem for the Blues players.

"Jiang, squeeze in, squeeze in!"

Zuma moved his big butt to the foot of Jiang Yuan's bed, but Jiang Yuan of course refused because there was already an Hazard on his bed.

"Get lost! Go to Zlatan's bed!"

Jiang Yuan pointed at Ibrahimovic on the right. The Swedish center took off his shirt, revealing his fierce tattoo.

"..."

"Jiang, I forgot to tell you before, actually I prefer playing with Chinese people"

As he said that, Zuma sat down on the bed, and his 100-kg weight almost broke the bed.

fuck!

Jiang Yuan cursed loudly, recalling the bed board that was broken into a "V" shape at the Gaya training center. He simply asked for two pillows and rolled to the ground.

Leaning against the foot of the bed, he put a pillow on the ground to cushion his buttocks, and his calves touched the cool ground. It felt quite comfortable. The most important thing was that this position was closest to the TV!

【Premier League Live Football Broadcasts】

【Manchester United (Home) Versus Arsenal (Away)】

The match between Manchester United and Arsenal at home was broadcast on BT Sports. The commentators were two British people who spoke English very fast, but for all the Blues players, it was not difficult to understand the fast English.

"de Gea, Carrick...Macus Rashford"

The commentator was introducing Manchester United's starting lineup and Chelsea's players were going crazy.

"Glory Glory Man United~"

"Glory Glory Man United~"

"As the reds are marching on! on! on!"

Wear blue clothes and keep red heart!
Mourinho sat alone on the bed in the middle with a very serious expression.

"Jose!"

Jiang Yuan shouted: "Get me a bottle of Gatorade, blueberry flavor."

Hearing this, Mourinho waved his hand and said, "Falcao, get a bottle of Gatorade, blueberry flavor."

"it is good"

Falcao agreed, then looked at Kennedy: "Get a bottle of Gatorade!"

"What flavor do you want?"

"Um... lemon flavor"

ok!

Kennedy looked for his teammates nearby, but unfortunately, Kennedy was already among the lowest in the first team.

Kennedy walked to the TV in desperation, took out a bottle of orange-flavored Gatorade from the box, and threw it to Falcao, who then gave it to Mourinho. Mourinho shouted to Zouma on the left: "Kurt, take it!"

"Don't bother me, I've been a Manchester United fan for 20 years!"

Zuma glanced to the side and found a bottle of Gatorade on his bed, so he unscrewed the cap and gulped down two gulps.

Jiang Yuan looked back at Mourinho, only to find Zouma drinking his Gatorade.

"Kurt!"

Jiang Yuan shouted, and Zuma jumped up: "Good shot! Good shot!"

? ?
Looking at the hanging display screen in front, Rashford slid on his knees at the corner flagpole to celebrate.

"Macus Rashforddddd!!!!"

The director gave a replay, and Rashford made a long shot from outside the penalty area, directly breaking through the Arsenal goal defended by Cech.

"wow!!!"

Old Trafford hasn't exploded yet, but Chelsea's physiotherapy room has exploded. Zouma stomped on the door of the physiotherapy room "bang bang bang". Fortunately, the bed board at Cobham is in good condition, otherwise it would definitely not be able to bear Zouma's weight of 100kg+.

Jiang Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was mesmerized. Rashford's shot was really amazing, with both angle and speed, and it was a connection after dribbling. It can only be said that this guy's physical fitness is explosive!
"Wowho!"

"boom!"

Zouma slammed his butt on the bed: "I said, Arsenal can't beat Manchester United, we are already first"

Then, the French defender of the Blues looked at Hazard and said: "Eden, you also play on the left, how about Manchester United's No. 39?"

"The dribble was impressive, but if we want to see the shot, I shouldn't be the best person to comment on it, right?"

Hazard raised his eyebrows and looked like it had nothing to do with me.

"Too"

Zouma nodded. As for long shots... the Frenchman looked at Jiang Yuan who was leaning against the foot of his bed: "Jiang, who is better at shooting, you or him?"

Hearing Zuma's sudden question, Jiang Yuan turned around: "What do you think?"

"I think you're strong!"

Zouma decisively said: "I have never heard of Manchester United's No. 39. I can only say that he is not as good as our No. 7!"

"Fuck you, give me back my Gatorade first"

Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes at Zuma and reached out to take Zuma's Gatorade, only to find that the Gatorade in Zuma's hand was not blueberry flavored.

Jiang Yuan squatted and walked slowly past the end of the bed. He took a look into the box, but there was still no blueberry flavor.

Impressed!

Neither lemon nor orange is Jiang Yuan's favorite flavor. After thinking it over, Jiang Yuan opened the door and left, preparing to go to the warehouse to fetch another box.

Almost half a minute after Jiang Yuan left, Mourinho, who had been silent before, suddenly spoke: "His speed and shooting skills are both top-notch. Rashford's ceiling will be very high."

Mourinho has always been straightforward. If someone has talent, he has talent; if someone doesn’t have talent, he doesn’t have talent: “I’ve noticed this No. 39 from Manchester United before. He can play like this at the age of 18... amazing!”

Hazard nodded and agreed with Mourinho: "It's great to play at this level at the age of 18, but..."

Hazard pointed to the glass door of the physiotherapy room: "We have better players, 17 years old"

"Don't bring that guy in for comparison"

Mourinho waved his hand, signaling everyone to focus on the TV screen: "He is not a normal human being. It is unfair to compare him with other players."

Terry, who was sitting at the far end, was puzzled by Mourinho's words: "Ah? Jose, you mean..."

Mourinho rolled his eyes at Terry and said unhappily, "What do you mean? Damn, have you ever seen a 17-year-old player who can score 21 goals in the Premier League and 14 goals in the Champions League?"

"correct!"

Mourinho suddenly remembered something and added: "Don't tell Jiang this. He can't be disturbed by such things at his age."

Seeing Jiang Yuan leave, Zuma picked up the two pillows on the ground and put them on his waist: "Jose, what is this thing you are talking about?"

“arrogance”

Zuma has a different view on this: "Arrogant? No way, Jiang has a good character, I like playing with him!"

In Zouma's opinion, among the more than 30 players in Chelsea's first team, Jiang Yuan is undoubtedly the easiest one to get along with.
"This is different. At his age, he is very adaptable."

Mourinho said from the perspective of a veteran: "For this kind of young player, we need to cultivate his character, not let him become arrogant, and at the same time not let him be influenced by the outside world. I have told you many times not to take him to the bar, but you just do it!"

Although the Blues coach will not stop the players from going to the bar, he actually knows every time the players go to the bar.

Hazard and Terry always call Jiang Yuan to join them every time they go out for a drink. In the past few months, Jiang Yuan has drunk at least dozens of bottles of wheat juice.

If Mourinho hadn't paid off the reporter from The Sun, this news would probably have been a headline again.

“my fault”

Terry slapped his head with his hand, then left and changed the subject: "Let's watch the game. If Manchester United can beat Arsenal, we will be first."

Unexpectedly, Mourinho denied Terry's words with three consecutive "no"s: "Our destiny is in our own hands. If Manchester United loses, we will use our own strength to reach the top."

"but……"

Mourinho pursed his lips and then said: "Of course it would be best if Manchester United could win, because you know, I have loved watching Manchester United's games since I was a child. As for Arsenal? That is a very rubbish team."

……

(End of this chapter)