If the defense line composed of Pique and Kompany is directly facing Chelsea offensive players, there will be too much pressure on this young defense line."

Motson nodded: "From the analysis of the pre-match situation, you are right. Mark. But if Tony Donn is no longer beyond your expectations, he will not be called 'Tony Donn'.

Although we don’t know his specific tactics yet, from this starting list, we can see that defense is definitely not what he wants..." After saying that, Motson began to pick up the list and read it.

"Goaler Van der Sar, central defender Pique and Kompani, left defender Gareth Bale, right defender Zimbonda." After reading this, he stopped and looked at Mark Laurenson.

"Midfielder - Frank Ribery, Ashley Young, and Albertini and... Van der Fate!"

Laurenson raised his eyebrows.

"Forwards Van Nystruey and Eastwood."

"Gareth Bale is an assisted full-back, and his defensive ability is not as good as Leiden Barnes.

Instead of playing the midfielder, the Dutchman is far stronger than the defense..." Laurenson analyzed, "Tony Don wants to attack Chelsea at home? Oh my God, this game should really be recorded. This is the first time coach Donen chose to take the initiative to attack when he was playing against Chelsea! Or at his home court!" Laurenson sarcastically said.

"What's going on?" Mourinho frowned with his assistant's starting list. "I thought that coward must have a retreat tactic again..."

"Obviously, Don wants to play against us at home," said his assistant coach Steve Clark.

Mourinho glanced at him, wasn't this nonsense? Even a fool could tell that Don En was going to attack.

But... the question is that simple?

"Donn is a man who is very cunning... I always feel something is wrong." Another head coach next to him, Bartmar Brito, frowned and said, "Will he deliberately make us think they are going to attack and then relax our guard?"

This time, Mourinho glanced at the Brazilian again. Do we think they would relax their vigilance if they wanted to attack?

But Brito said something very right: Tang En is a very cunning person, and things should not be that simple.

"No matter what, we have been preparing for a week with offense to deal with them intensive defense. It's nothing they can do when they press it out now. On the offensive terms, they will only have more loopholes.

"Murinho threw the Forests' starting roster aside, turned around and walked into the locker room. He encouraged the players. The time to prepare them for the game is up.

On the other hand, Tang En is already assigning today's mission to his men.

"...In our home court, we always huddled in the backcourt and waited for the opponent to attack, and then we waited for an opportunity to attack... Do you feel very unhappy in such a game?"

At first there was a silence, and no one knew what the boss suddenly asked this. Then Eastwood stood up and shook his head: "We didn't feel unhappy, boss. I'm very happy to win."

"Stop tug." Tang En waved his hand. "I'm very upset when I watch the opponent pushing and hitting with great force in our home court. Can you guys be tolerant?"

Someone below laughed.

"In our home court, we have to perform a bit like a home team. We are not afraid of Chelsea, because they have never beat us at all. Your task in this game is to score goals and score more goals.

Let the Chelsea boys see that we can stay unbeaten against them not only rely on defense! Offense! Offense! In addition to offense, it is also attack!"

When players from both sides lined up on the sidelines for the media to take photos, Tang En and his coaching staff were already sitting in the coaching seat.

"Tony, do you think you can stop Chelsea by just attacking?" Chris Lark asked from the side.

"Do we have any other way? Defense?" Tang En asked back.

Tang spoke to Tang En, "Observation is the only way to solve the crisis. Besides, I don't think Chelsea's offense is so powerful. We may not lose than the goal."

Donn smiled at Chris Lak: "That's what I mean. Shepchenko and Barack's integration with the team was not ideal. Mourinho went around and found that it was the lineup of last season that was trustworthy.

Now all England are saying that we have no George Wood, and defense is the weakness of being bullied by everyone. Today I want to let those people see why it is said that 'offense is the best defense'. Hello, David, aren't you looking forward to it?"

“What are you looking forward to?”

"Looking forward to us pushing out and attacking the scene wildly."

Chris Lack looked up at the sky, as if such a scene was in the blue sky.

"It's really a bit hard to imagine... We always seem to be defensive and counterattacking..."

"Then you can have a good look at this game today."

At the beginning of the game, as analyzed from the starting list, Nottingham Forest did not mean to continue to defend and counterattack at its home court.

While guessing the coins, captain Albertini defeated Chelsea's captain Terry. After the Nottingham Forest kicked off, he used his possession of the ball and began to attack Chelsea.

Unlike in the past, the Forest team did not launch a quick counterattack, but instead fell the football under their feet for a while. It seemed to be looking for the flaws in the opponent's defense line.

It is rare for the Forest team to play ball control like this...

After all, there is still little time to train. After a few shots, the Forest team suddenly launched an offensive.

Albertini's direct pass to Van der Fate got the ball in the middle. He leaned against Chelsea's Essin and wanted to turn around and find it was not that easy, so he changed to pass the football back to Albertini.

Just when everyone thought Albertini would pass the ball again, he suddenly took a long shot in the area nearly 30 meters away from the goal!

"Dmitrio Albertini!"

It was a little far from the goal. Cech did not let it go. His intuition told himself that the ball was dangerous...

"Peter Cech! Beautiful save!"

The Czech national gate flew to the right and hit the football with one punch!

But it was not over yet. The football did not fly to the sideline, or went directly out of the baseline. Cech was hit by the ground ball and flew to the sideline. Ashley Young grabbed the ball in front of Ashley Cole. Kerr was very smart and did not choose to save the second point with him.

Instead, he stayed on Yang's route.

Everyone knows that Ashley Young is the assisting champion of the Premier League last season, and people like Cole dare not be careless. His passing awareness is very good. If you are not careful, he will pass the football into the penalty area.

Although Cole was already very careful, Ashley Young still caught the opportunity.

He did not drive the ball, but made a direct cross. His leg swing was very fast and concealed. Before Ashley Cole could react, the football had already flew past his face!

"Push out!" Before Cech finished speaking, Terry had already jumped up and pushed the ball out in front of Van Nistruy.

When Van der Fate saw the football flying towards him, he pulled the angle without hesitation, bent his bow and arrow, swung his left leg, and shot across his body!

The Dutchman chose to shoot directly, and it was very smart because the ball was sudden and concealed.

There are people in the penalty area. If anyone accidentally hits, they may change their direction. Maybe they fly out of the bottom line or go directly into the door. In addition, Cech will definitely be blocked from his sight when showing off his performance behind the crowd, which will affect his judgment of the ball path.

As long as you suppress it, it's...

There were huge cheers in the city court, as if they had seen the football enter the net in advance. But this time. They were wrong.

Cech still responded and judged correctly under difficult circumstances.

Van der Fat shot without touching anyone and flew straight to the goal.

After moving a small step to the left, Cech found that the football appeared in his field of vision and immediately rushed to the side without hesitation. The 1.97-meter-tall giant dropped at a speed that exceeded the gravity. He stretched out his hands and firmly grasped the flying football in the air!

"Pressed on the goal line! Nottingham Forest fans were so happy!"

After Van der Fate saw Cech throwing his shot through the crack, he held his head with regret.

"I am really a world-class goalkeeper who is comparable to Buffon!" Motterson exclaimed. Apart from that, he doesn't know what else to say. Cech's performance on this ball is perfect.

When Tang En saw this scene off the court, he remembered the Czech goalkeeper "has" encountered it. But he sacrificed himself to save him...

He doesn't have to wear a tank helmet to guard the door now, nor does he have to worry about his condition deteriorating due to injury.

I am really a living Lei Feng of the new era...

"Despite not scoring, Nottingham Forest's offense still made the Chelsea nervous. They are used to the scene where the opponent is huddled in the second half and it is time to change their impression."

Mourinho turned his head from his seat and looked at Donn, who was also sitting in the coaching seat.

The Forest team has changed a lot this season. We can no longer look at this opponent with an old eye.

"Jose, Don wants to play offense with us." His assistant coach Clark saw it.

"Then let's play." Mourinho shrugged, not caring.

"Do we want to... shrink the defense and fight back against them?"

Mourinho glanced at him: "What are you doing? When playing against this opponent, have we ever contracted our defense?"

Clark shook his head: "No..."

"That's it. Our original plan is to attack, and they want to attack us. I know what that bastard Tang En thought. They couldn't defend our attack anymore, so they wanted to use attack instead of defense.

If we are suppressed by their attack, we will be deceived by him. If we don’t recycle, they will attack, and we will also attack. It depends on who has the stronger attack!" Mourinho will definitely not tolerate being pushed back by Don En, for him.

Tony Donne is not as simple as an ordinary league opponent.

Not only do you want to win the game results, but the scene must not be ugly, otherwise you will give this guy a slut.

Seeing Chelsea fighting against Nottingham Forest, Don Eun was not worried at all. He simply crossed his legs on the coaching table.

"Coach Tangen doesn't seem to be worried about his team's fragile defense..." Motson sighed after seeing Tangen crossing his legs while shaking.

"John, you're right. He really doesn't think about which line of defense he can hold, because even if he thinks, it's useless. He unexpectedly chose to attack in this game. He was just to put pressure on Chelsea by relying on offense.

Let the opponent retreat, so that he can achieve his defensive goal..." Having said this.

Mark Laurenson paused, as if he suddenly realized it, "After all, he still wants to defend in his bones! This conservative utilitarian coach!"

Laurenson did not hide his annoyance to this man.

Mortson did not intend to improve his perception of Don Endi, and he smiled from the side, "But for the moment, he is successful, isn't he?"

"Success? Has he won any other event except for one League Cup champion? He has not won any warm-up championships like the Amsterdam Invitational. John, I don't know where the 'success' you mentioned came from?"

Motson shrugged and did not continue to linger on the topic.

A declining nobleman who was almost down to the third-level England league, plagued by the financial crisis, brought back to the Premier League, the quarterfinals of the League Cup in the first season, and the runner-up of the Champions League in the second season... If this cannot be considered a success, then countless professional coaches in the world are useless...

The arrangement of BBC is also very interesting. Whenever there is a Nottingham Forest game, BBC has the right to broadcast it, the partner commentator must be John Motson, a "pro-Donn" land, Mark Laurenson, Reinkell and Alan Hansen, who are back to make guest appearances, but there are few opportunities.

If Donne heard Mark Laurenson's evaluation of himself, he would have rarely agreed with the "enemy"'s evaluation of himself.

He doesn't think he is very successful now. It's very simple, because in four seasons, he has only won a useless League Cup championship. In addition, he is always one and a half steps away from real success.
Chapter completed!