Chapter 2010 It seems to be messed up...

There are still 20 minutes until the second leg of the UEFA Champions League quarter-final between Madrid Pirates and Catalan United.

Parotti stood in the locker room, and behind him, the rest of the coaching staff stood against the wall.

They all looked at the players on the opposite side.

The players set their sights on Parotti, who is in the C position.

"About what the media said, let me make an explanation here." Parotti, who was in the focus of his eyes, said, "The media is right, but not completely right. I will indeed leave the team—not thinking about it, I have already Made that decision. But whether to leave after this season or after this game, I don't know."

Although since last Tuesday's loss to Catalan United, news about Parotti's possible dismissal has been spread.

The players can more or less guess that the outcome of today's game is related to the fate of the head coach.

But their own guesses are still somewhat different from hearing the head coach tell them the news himself.

Especially for those who are still lucky, it will be even more impactful-they all know that this game is related to the fate of the head coach, so as long as they win this game and reverse the Catalan United to advance to the semi-finals, yes If it wasn't for Parotti, he wouldn't have to dismiss class?

As a result, Parotti told them: Not so. He just left some time late, and he will eventually leave, ending his nine-year coaching career with the Madrid Pirates.

Parotti ignored the players with different expressions on their faces, and continued to talk:

"I have decided to leave the team after the end of this season. But if I am fired before that, then I will accept the result. In Madrid Pirates, I have won everything that can be won. All this None of this would be possible without your help and support. So please allow me to thank all of you here."

Having said that, he and his players looked at each other.

Some people are expressionless, some are pursing their lips tightly, and some are lowering their heads, unwilling to look at themselves.

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"Kabangka!"

The voice of the on-site commentator Sanchez was almost overwhelmed by the huge boos from the Pirates Park Stadium.

Catalan United's No. 10 sent a deadly through pass in front of the penalty area!

The ball slips through the gap between the two Pirates defenders.

Behind them, Renaldo Lima suddenly stepped in, and after receiving the pass, he swung his left foot!

"Renaldo—"

Lima's body fell to the right, tilted at a huge angle, as if he was about to kick the football to the near corner.

But when he was about to lose his balance, his left ankle flicked slightly and he rubbed the football to the far corner!

Goalkeeper Heywell rushed to the near corner, unable to do anything about the football flying behind him.

He can only look back and watch the football fly into the goal from the back point!

"—LIMA!! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!"

The moment the football flew into the goal, the boos over the stadium became smaller.

Many Pirates fans looked at the stadium with their mouths open, but made no sound.

They watched in silence as the Catalan players ran to celebrate under the stands of the visiting fans.

On the big screen in the stands, the real-time scores of the two sides are refreshed.

Madrid Pirates 0:1 Catalan United

(total score 0:3)

Hywell got up from the ground and growled at his teammates dissatisfied.

Starting centre-back Riva Moreno bowed his head and said nothing.

The ball was his responsibility-although he noticed Lima's intention to slant into the space behind Drew, but his turning speed was slow and he failed to catch the opponent.

Drew went up to hit Kabanka, turned around and saw the scene of Lima shooting. He put his hands on his hips and looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"...The thirty-seven-year-old Moreno is still playing the main force in the defense of this team. This is a microcosm of the plight that the Madrid Pirates are currently facing..." Sanchez sighed.

"As the team's meritorious central defender during the team's three consecutive Champions League periods, Moreno has rich experience, but it is also true that his turning speed is slow. In the goal just now, his shortcoming was magnified to the extreme—in the face of flexible advantages Ma, he's like a rusty can man..."

"Despite this, Parrotti still prefers to trust Moreno. In fact, Adrian Neri has recovered from injury, but Parotti still put him on the bench..."

Adrian Neri, a rising central defender star in Ligue 1 Monaco City. In the summer of 2032, the Madrid Pirates Club spent 51 million euros to sign the 24-year-old French international from Monaco City, hoping that he could replace the 35-year-old Riva Moreno.

This is a highly anticipated and anticipated signing.

As a result, the Madrid Pirates came to the "iron man" who had been in full attendance for three seasons in Monaco City, and suddenly became a "glass man".

He was injured while participating in the team training camp and missed the team's first three months of training and competition.

After recovering from the injury, he only played five games before being injured again.

This time he injured the cruciate ligament of his knee, he had to undergo surgery and was reimbursed for the season.

After resuming training this season, injuries continued.

It has been almost two seasons since I joined the team, and I have played 12 games intermittently.

Everyone doesn't know when he will be injured next time, and which part is wrong this time...

This is why in such a critical game, Parotti would rather let the 37-year-old central defender Moreno start than to let the "healthy" Neri play.

However, in terms of actual results, there is no difference.

Because Moreno also failed to prevent Catalan United's goal.

In fact, even if he does not choose Neri, Parotti still has other candidates for central defender, but he is useless. He just stubbornly trusts the 37-year-old Moreno, the main central defender during the three-game Champions League period.

This is also one of the points he has been criticized this season-he trusts too much in the old players who followed him to fight the world, and does not do enough to update the team lineup.

If it weren't for injuries, it would be almost impossible for him to make large-scale adjustments to the lineup.

The starting lineup of the Madrid Pirates is almost the same as in the three-year Champions League three consecutive years. This is the biggest problem.

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"Jesus, shouldn't I have told them before the game that I was leaving?"

Standing in front of the coach, Parotti covered his mouth and asked the first assistant coach Jesús Valentine beside him.

"You shouldn't act as if you're leaving tomorrow..." Valentine tactfully criticized Parotti's approach, "You made the atmosphere a bit sad, and morale was low instead. Actually, I think you should Don't mention it before the game, find a way to focus everyone's attention on the game..."

Parotti sighed: "I thought this would give the players the courage and fighting spirit to fight to the death. Sure enough, I made a speech, making everyone excited is not what I am good at..."

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The commentator of Radio Catalonia said excitedly: "It should be that they suddenly knew before the game that their head coach was about to leave get out of class, which affected the players of the Madrid Pirates. They all knew that if the game failed, the beloved head coach would What is the ending, and how can it be possible to perform well under such tremendous pressure?

"From the very beginning of the game, the Madrid Pirates players struggled. You could see they wanted to win, but maybe they wanted to win too much and they were tense... Oh, and Farias. In this game he finally replaced Tonini in the starting lineup, but the result? What was his performance? In the opening 30 minutes, he wasted two chances, and once the ball was at his feet, the progress of the Madrid Pirates' attack slowed down. And the point is he likes to hold the ball too...ha!"

Speaking of this, the narrator of Radio Catalonia couldn't help laughing: "Thank you Parotti for letting Farias start!"

The TV broadcast cut to a close-up of Farias just as the Catalan radio commentator was acting erratic.

In the camera, he frowned, with an unhappy expression.

Seeing Farias like this, He Feng tactfully criticized: "Farias has been very active so far in the game, but...too active. There were two chances in the game. In fact, he passed the football. It would be better. But he chose to bring it himself. In the end, he wasted time and lost the ball..."

Yan Kang added from the side: "Farias may want to prove himself too much, but haste makes waste. He should still pass the ball to Hou Lai. A few times Hou Lai ran to the position, just because Farias dribbled the ball with his head down and didn't see it. When he passed the ball again, the best moment was gone."

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In front of the Madrid Pirates coach on the sidelines, they have already been annoyed and painful about the conceded goal, and now it is time to consider how to deal with it.

Jesús Valentine set his sights on Farias: "There is no change at all. He still plays according to his own ideas. I admit that his skills are very good, and there is a high probability that he will pass the game in one-on-one. What's the use of losing the opponent? Real football is not a one-on-one one-on-one match... Are we going to replace him at halftime? Tonini said he would give up the starting lineup, but he didn't say no Substitute for him."

Parrotti shook his head:

"At least his game attitude is pretty good."

The second assistant coach Enzo Naher next to him jokingly said: "That's true, I thought he would play badly. After all, if you lose this game, you will be dismissed for preventing him from becoming the main force of the team."

Parotti didn't say anything more.

He knew that his colleagues on the coaching staff had a deep prejudice against Farias.

Nor was he going to convince them.

He was just standing on the sidelines, watching Nestor Farias on the field.

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Seeing the football fly into the goal ~lightnovelpub.net~ Farias in front raised his arms and expressed his dissatisfaction with the team's defense.

very strange.

Starting from his own interests, it would be in his best interest for the Madrid Pirates to lose this game.

Because Parrotti will be dismissed from get out of class.

He can become the main force and core of the team.

But now seeing the team lose the ball, he is very upset...

In his heart, he still hopes that the team can reverse the comeback.

So he was very active and hardworking in this game.

In these 30 minutes of the game, he kept "hand-to-hand" with the Catalan players, which caused him to consume more energy than usual.

It seems that I was targeted by the Catalan United...

Thinking of this, a burst of energy suddenly surged from Farias' body:

Against me?

Then I will fight you to the end!

(end of this chapter)