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Chapter 498: A Bunch of Maniacs


St James' Park, Newcastle, Northern England Uh, no, it should be called the Sporting Goods Direct Sales Stadium.

God, what a weird name.

However, the owner of the idea is still very proud of it, and has even shown it off many times.

Is there anyone in the world who can put the name of a company he founded on the head of England's most traditional and veteran team that is loved by most local fans?

Just him, Mike Ashley In order to pick up girls, a weird middle-aged man took off his clothes in public, danced on a pole, took out his belt and whipped himself, played with her, and even allowed reporters to take photos.

To paraphrase a die-hard Newcastle fan, "If this guy wasn't rich, he'd be a fucking clown."

But now, the clown is sitting in the executive offices of St.

James's, oh no, Sporting Goods Direct Arena.

When Sky TV live broadcast commentator Mortensen said "goa", Ashley almost jumped up from his seat, pointed at the TV angrily, and cursed.

The curse frightened everyone in the office and was speechless.

It was as unpleasant as it sounds.

Some people even secretly despise him.

Fortunately, he usually calls himself a gentleman, but he actually uses such vicious words to curse people.

It's so outrageous "Derek" Ashley looked at the CEO, Derek Lambiase, who was sitting not far from him.

"Thanks to my trusting them so much, they are so cowardly.

Tell me why?"

England's strange middle-aged man was already so angry that his eyes were bleeding, as if they were about to spurt out.

Lambiase smiled bitterly in his heart, Boss, the person opposite is Southampton.

The winners of the League Cup, FA Cup and Europa League last season have won the Community Shield and European Super Cup consecutively this season.

Do you think we can compare with such a team?

I wanted to say it before the game, the league rankings should not be taken seriously.

But do you listen?

Both you and Alan Pardew were blinded by the league rankings, and you almost forgot how much you weighed.

But Lambias couldn't say all these words, they could only rot in his stomach.

Unless he doesn't want to do it anymore "Boss, it's only a goal, only ten minutes.

We still have a long time.

I believe we can get it back."

Lambiase's words made Ashley feel a little relieved.

"He'd better get him back, otherwise, I'll fire him."

Lambiase still smiled bitterly.

It doesn't matter if Alan Pardew is fired.

The key is, who will take over?

Everyone is afraid of you, boss "Boss, look, the game has started again, and we are playing very actively."

Ashley looked at the TV screen and found that after the game restarted, Newcastle was indeed playing very actively.

I saw Cabaye making a big move, and Ben Arfa took the ball unguarded on the right.

"Okay, beautiful, unmarked, Ben Alpha, kill them" The camera always followed Ben Arfa, but saw the Frenchman getting the ball and preparing to start, but Southampton's left back David Alaba always blocked his inward route and directly pushed Ben Arfa to the wing.

When the Frenchman reached the wing, there were no teammates around him to cooperate.

Simpson, the right back, was responsible for wiping his butt.

Even when the team was attacking with the ball, he did not dare to press too close.

Seeing that he was about to go out of bounds, Ben Arfa was still very capable.

He just grabbed an opportunity from David Alaba and passed the ball.

"Newcastle's cross" When Mortensen's explanation came from the TV, Ashley immediately cheered loudly.

"Okay, pass, kill the Saints" But after the ball landed in the penalty area, they saw that there were many people, but it was useless.

Javi Martinez judged the landing point and blocked the ball with one kick.

Varane rushed forward quickly, fighting with Demba Ba's speed to grab the ball before the Magpies center.

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After grabbing the ball, Varane did not stop on the spot, but continued to move forward.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime scoring opportunity.

Especially when he rushed to Tiote's defensive zone, he passed the ball with one man and used his sprinting speed to crush the defending Tiote.

Even though he was watching the live TV broadcast, he could still clearly hear the exclamations from St.

Mary's Stadium.

Who would have thought that Southampton’s centre-back could have such abilities?

Both Ashley and Lambiase watched nervously.

On the TV, after Varane passed the ball past Tiote, he reached Newcastle's 30-meter area and got ahead of the defensive players.

Foot cross.

The ball fell into the penalty area, and Ravel Morrison, who was at the forward point, was blocked by central defender Coloccini.

He was unable to use his speed and could only watch the ball fall to the left.

But Hazard on the left rushed up to get ahead of Stephen Taylor.

He made a sharp spike and smashed the ball past the rushing Stephen Taylor.

He transferred the ball to his right foot and saw Ravel Morrison pointing at his own.

From the front, he made a diagonal pass with his right foot.

Ravel Morrison quickly rushed to the right post, met the ball passed diagonally by Hazard, and gave a slight push.

The ball got ahead of goalkeeper Krul and went directly into the goal.

"goa" The cry for John Mortensen's goal came from the television and echoed throughout the office.

"In less than two minutes, Southampton scored twice against Newcastle."

"It's so surprising.

Who would have thought that after the stalemate for more than ten minutes, Southampton would play so smoothly."

"Two to zero, Newcastle has been forced to a dead end" "Looking at it in slow motion, both attacks were initiated from the backcourt and planned by Southampton center back Varane dribbling the ball forward and back.

This makes us wonder what is going on with Newcastle's frontcourt.

He actually allowed the opponent's central defender to carry the ball across half of the field and plan two attacks."

As soon as John Mortensen's voice fell, there was a bang in the office, which scared everyone inside.

Ashley suddenly stood up, his face livid, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the situation of the game.

It was still a stalemate for the first ten minutes, but suddenly, in two minutes, the ball was conceded twice.

What does this mean?

Is it fun?

"The forward line, our entire forward line should be sold and told to get out of here," Ashley roared angrily.

John Mortensen said that it was the forwards who did not invest in the counterattack, which caused Varane to dribble the ball forward.

In other words, the responsibility for conceding the ball should be placed on the forward.

Lambiase did not dare to say anything more at this time, and could only mutter silently in his heart, let Alan Padu wish for himself.

Who would have thought that Alan Pardew's team would do this?

Look at Ashley again.

After roaring for a while, he stopped talking.

But Lambias, who knows him well, knows better than anyone else that the more this happens, the worse the result will be.

"Derek" "I'm here," Lambiase quickly replied.

"If we lose after this game, you can call Alan Pardew directly and tell him not to come back."

After saying that, Ashley turned around and walked out of the office.

At this moment, he seemed extremely determined Lambiase looked at the boss's back with a wry smile on his face.

Maybe Ashley is a very strange person, but if he can succeed, he must have his own way of success.

At critical moments, he will never be merciful.

Looking at the TV screen, the camera was focused on Alan Pardew on the sidelines.

The England young coach was shouting something to his assistant John Carver and seemed to be angry about the team's situation.

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This made Lambiase quite sad.

"You've been fired, did you know that?"

It was really ironic when Lambiase said this to Alan Pardew on TV.

Alan Pardew obviously doesn't know He is worried about one thing, and that is how to turn the situation around When Southampton scored the second goal, the whole situation had completely changed and it almost became one-sided.

"We have made adjustments.

We can no longer let them control the situation like this," John Kafer shouted loudly.

The Saints fans at the scene were so crazy and made so much noise.

Even if John Caver and Alan Pardew are close at hand, they still have to shout with all their strength to be heard.

"I know it needs to be adjusted, but how?"

Alan Pardu asked helplessly.

"Let our two centers suppress the opponent's two center defenders.

What about Toni Kroos and Modric?"

"And by doing this, doesn't it mean telling all the players that our pre-game arrangements are all nonsense?

How can the team persist with its already low morale?"

John Carver was angry and anxious, scratching his head, full of distress and depression.

"If we don't adjust, Demba Ba and Cisse are at a loss.

The team has no direction.

If Southampton attacks like this, we won't be able to hold on for long.

This team is crazy." madman Alan Pardew shook his head and sneered.

But instead of sneering at Southampton, he sneered at himself Fortunately, before the game, I thought that I and Southampton had a chance of winning, and my carefully laid out tactics could suppress Southampton.

But who would have thought that after only ten minutes of persistence, Southampton killed him. madman Yeah, this team is a bunch of crazy people

A group of lunatics who regard offense as their destiny and are completely unreasonable It was only at this moment that he deeply realized why so many teams fell at the feet of Southampton.

Skills are not as good as others Maybe But more importantly, the fearless and courageous momentum of this team Once this team gets their momentum going, they are a bunch of lunatics.

Newcastle were completely stunned by their opponents from top to bottom.

Including him, Alan Pardew It was also at this moment that he deeply realized that football was not as simple as he imagined.

It doesn't mean that by gathering together 11 players and constructing a tactical system, a whole set can be assembled.

Look at Bielsa's team, look at this Southampton team, every attack they make, every pass they make, even every run their players make, every word they shout to each other on the pitch seems to bring There is some kind of mystery.

Alan Pardew couldn't guess what it was, but he knew very well that he lost this game.

Completely defeated The so-called top four in the league is just a shadow puppet show created in the first twelve rounds.

Southampton used two bloody goals to cruelly tear open the curtain of this shadow puppet show, allowing everyone to clearly see the truth behind the curtain.

Newcastle, that is.

"Alan, make a decision quickly" John Carver still refused to give up.

He is a member of Newcastle, how can he accept that his favorite team suffered such a defeat in an away game?

But Alan Pardu has obviously been beaten down and has no fighting spirit.

Looking at John Carver, he smiled miserably, "Do we still have a chance?"

"Yes, there must be more," John Carver shouted with great certainty.

But at this moment, the stadium once again burst into overwhelming cheers.

It turned out that after Ravel Morrison and Pogba cooperated with each other on the right, they knocked back to Danilo who came in from behind.

The Brazilian right back curled the ball into the penalty area.

Ibrahimovic used his body to carry Stephen Taylor.

After stopping the ball, he turned and volleyed, once again piercing Newcastle's goal.

Three to zero: