Chapter 117 Restrictions

"Forests did a pretty job." Taylor praised the home team in the stands for the lead until the final period of the first half. "Of course, I'm not saying that they play beautifully, nor because they led by one goal. In fact, in the first two rounds, Arsenal's defense line has been having problems and was scored by the opponent, but Forests' grasp of the rhythm has given us a little bit..."

"A little hope will overturn Arsenal!" Gray shouted. He is not afraid of offending Arsenal's supporters.

Don En couldn't hear the praise from the two commentators, but he could tell that the situation on the field was beneficial to the Forest. The fans in the stands cheered for the Forest never stopped. Even the assistant coach David Chris Lack, who was sitting next to him, smiled when watching the game.

He really didn't expect such a result - one point ahead and completely limiting his opponent.

But Tang En frowned and did not show any joy. When the TV camera occasionally swept his face, his expression would definitely mislead many viewers who had just turned on the TV, thinking that the Forest Team was lagging behind.

Forests' current ability to play against opponents like Arsenal cannot reassure Don En even if he leads by one goal.

1:0, it is the most unsafe score in Tang En's own mind.

Soon, the referee blew the whistle to the end of the first half amid the cheers of the Forest fans. Arsenal players lowered their heads and walked quickly towards the players' corridor. They were not dissatisfied with the score, but were depressed that they were always at a disadvantage in the first half - they were beaten by a newly promoted team without any power to fight back and forth, and they could not organize any effective offense. Their style of playing was ahead of this league, but look at their opponents? They had a rough foul, they pressed back and forth without any physical strength, and they made endless small moves, and the referee's favoritism. They had no way to play.

The Arsenal players who returned to the locker room were gasping for breath, and they seemed to be more tired than the Forest players who kept running in the first half.

Of course, Wenger would not think that this was a sign of physical problems. He stood in the locker room and scanned the audience. No matter what, the team's morale should not be lost.

"I thought the last round of the league was our most critical game." The Frenchman spoke, his voice was not high, his speech was not fast and his speech was not rushing, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. "Do you remember how we were hit by Middlesbrough at home? We lost two goals in a row within three minutes, allowing the opponent to tie the score to 1:3. At that time, everyone thought we were finished. It seemed that the pressure to tie the record was too heavy. But what was the final score? 5:3. "Wenger stretched out his hands, "five" with his left hand and "three" with his right hand.

"I think after that game, you all should have learned how to treat the record. Although we are opponents of the Forests, their head coach Tony Donn said it right: the record starts with the appearance, and is for people to break it. Put your mind on the game and don't think about what happens in the future."

Speaking of this, Wenger looked at Fabregas again. The Spanish guy lowered his head and was still gasping for breath. It seemed that he was tangled by George Wood in the first half.

So he asked, "Seske, what do you think of the other party's No. 13?"

Hearing the head coach called him, Fabregas raised his head and his breath suddenly calmed down. He shook his head: "No problem. I can deal with it."

Wenger smiled, not hitting the proud young man's self-esteem. Although he could see that Fabregas did not perform well when facing George Wood, who was physically superior to him. Maybe Vieira was there. The situation would be completely different. His experience, skills and body can regain control of the midfield. But... Vieira was injured before the season.

"Very good, please pay attention to reducing the time the ball stays with you in the second half."

Fabregas nodded.   The two consecutive falls on the unknown George Wood, for the proud Fabregas, is the first time such a thing.

Wenger knew very well about Fabregas's thoughts. But he did not say it out, but turned around to discuss the gains and losses of the first half with captain Henry. One watched the game in the upper and lower coach seats. The other experienced it on the field. It was necessary for the two to summarize their respective feelings.

On the other hand, the atmosphere in the locker room of the Forest team, which was leading at home, was not as high as people imagined. The players coming in from outside all found that Tang En's brows were always frowning, and they didn't know where they didn't do it well, which made the head coach's face look bad and didn't dare to speak loudly.

Fortunately, Tang En quickly told them the answer: "Do you know why I frowned? You did a good job, I should praise you and praise you. But there are still 45 minutes left in the game. I hope you know this. It is not safe to lead by one goal. After scoring in the first half, we put too much energy into the defense. We have to change a little in the second half..."

He pointed to the tactical board where both sides had already drawn the lineup.

"When we were in possession, Ribery and Ashley Young, you two cut in a little, give the wing to the side and then insert the ground Barnes and Zimbonda, let them pull the two Arsenal full-backs. Then you see the opportunity to insert it from the ribs." He explained with the arrow, "Demi, your task is to send the ball to the opponent's defense line. If the opponent starts to pay attention to this position, send it directly to the middle."

Albertini nodded at the interlaced arrows and dotted solid lines on the tactical board. He felt that he was in a good state in this game and it would be no problem to send such a ball.

Donn looked at Wood again and said to him: "George, your main responsibility is to protect Demi when we get the ball and attack. You know how to do it, right?"

Wood nodded.

"Very good, everyone has made their goals clear. Don't relax. Our opponent is not a team of the A-level league. I hope to celebrate the victory with everyone after the game is over!"

Tang En clapped his hands and then clenched his fists.
Chapter completed!