Chapter 43
Yesterday Mourinho told Endrit that he couldn't just focus on training from today on, which made Endrit think that Mourinho was going to rearrange his training plan or do something else today.
But Endrit only saw Mourinho in the morning when Mourinho drove him to Chelsea, and he didn't see him at other times.
Endrit had some guesses in his mind, but he wasn't sure. When Mourinho dropped him off on the way home, he hesitantly asked, "Is Robben leaving? I saw he didn't come to training today."
Mourinho hummed softly.
Endrit stopped talking because Mourinho looked very serious. He had a stern face when they were having dinner together. He only managed a smile after Maltide patted him on the back.
In Mourinho's first season at Chelsea, he used the double-wing tactics of Robben and Duff, and with the addition of Drogba as the stationary center forward, the three of them attracted the attention of the entire Premier League team and even the whole of Europe.
It would be great if we could keep playing like this. But the Premier League is an environment that "focuses on the body". If a player wants to make a name for himself in the Premier League, the most difficult thing is not to make a name for himself, but to be able to cope with the "attention" of Premier League defenders after making a name for himself.
The "attention" here is a verb, and the attention shown by Premier League defenders is translated into tough tackles time and time again on the field.
Robben made a name for himself and won praise, but as his injuries increased, he became more and more cautious on the pitch. In order to avoid injuries, he reduced a lot of passes and sprints, which eventually seriously affected his performance on the field.
It is natural for Robben to be afraid of being tackled, but he has been the core of the team since Mourinho came and has a very high tactical position. When he was afraid, Chelsea's performance also dropped.
Mourinho was so angry that he yelled at Robben in the locker room in an attempt to arouse Robben's bloodiness, and he also patiently persuaded him in private in an attempt to arouse Robben's ambition, but in the end Mourinho had no choice but to put Robben on the bench - he still had expectations for Robben.
"He's too easily injured. He really has first-rate skills. If he had a good body like you..."
Endrit was a little embarrassed, thinking that if he was really like him, Robben probably wouldn't continue to choose to play football.
"Coach," Endrit interrupted Mourinho and stopped him from continuing, "Actually it would be good for him to go to La Liga. La Liga is a technical league and it's perfect for him."
Mourinho turned around and glared at Endrit, "Oh, really? You coached me stupidly, and you only found out about this now!"
Endrit shrank his neck. "Coach, he really wants to leave. He kept saying he wanted to go to Real Madrid when he was interviewed by the media before. He said so. Even if you keep him, you can't keep his heart. If you force him to play, won't he play worse in order to better protect himself?"
"He won't," Mourinho snorted softly, "If he performs too badly, Real Madrid won't want him."
"Oh," Endrit chuckled, "So this is what you had in mind, coach? Then you can tell him to play well in the next game, and only agree to his transfer if he does well."
Mourinho glanced at Endrit unhappily, patted Endrit on the head, and handed him a can of beer, "Drink yours..."
As Endrit stretched out his hand to take it, Mourinho took it back and said, "Drink your air."
Endrit opened his mouth and made a slurping sound, then smacked his lips a few times. "This air smells bad. It smells like carbon dioxide."
"Then shall I go buy you a tank of oxygen?"
"Sure, sure, we can have this one." Endrit asked, "Coach, I want the beer flavor!"
"Then give up, it's strawberry flavor at best."
………
In fact, Mourinho does not need comfort. He is a man with his own ideas and does not really need Endrit's opinion. He has made up his mind long ago. The reason why he has not made a decision is that he is still a little depressed and helpless in his heart: Why is Robben always so easily injured? Why?
Mourinho didn't understand, but he knew that the front trio he created after coming to Chelsea had been disbanded from today: only Drogba was left, so what kind of trio was it?
On the eve of the closing of the European transfer market, Mourinho agreed to Real Madrid's offer, and Robben will officially become a member of Real Madrid soon.
This incident immediately became breaking news in the Premier League, and Mourinho was surrounded by media reporters as soon as he left Chelsea.
This time, Mourinho did not avoid talking about it, and even talked about it in detail. "Robben has always been the player I trust the most. If possible, I want to be his coach for life. But the environment in the Premier League is too bad. Because those defenders cannot beat Robben technically, they deliberately tackle him and injure Robben. They think they can beat Robben and Chelsea in this way. I can only say that they think too much."
"Robben to Real Madrid? I hope Real Madrid can protect him. Robben has first-class skills. I believe he can be the savior of Real Madrid. He will bring victory to Real Madrid and he will be the best player."
"No, I'm not worried about the next game at all. God has blessed Chelsea and now we have Endrit."
"In the next game, I will try a completely new philosophy, an art of attack."
"The impact of the international break? No, I'm not worried at all, now we have Endrit."
"Yes, we will face many new challenges this season, but like I said before, we have Endrit, so we are not worried at all."
After an interview, Robben became the savior of Real Madrid that had not yet arrived, and Endrit also took advantage of the opportunity to become the savior of Chelsea - that's what the media said.
The English media did not care at all about Endrit's praise, they were just "speaking rationally": Poor Mourinho, after losing his capable players in succession, he could only hold on to Endrit's thighs and pray that the future goalkeeper could bring more victories to the team.
Mr. Carter was very happy. Liz called and said that Mr. Carter would invite his friends to his house for tea every day recently, and then pretend to casually let his friends see the family photo: Did you see it? This is my son. Isn’t he handsome? What? Like the goalkeeper who has become famous recently?
Oh, what's the resemblance? He is like that!
"They are all very happy, but I am a little worried about you, Ritter," Liz sighed softly, "How are you doing recently? Don't put pressure on your wife, just be yourself, don't work so hard, your health is the most important, understand?"
"Yes, I know. Don't worry, I will take good care of myself. How about you? How are you doing recently..."
………
Mourinho, who has been trying different tactics recently, used a 4-4-2 formation when playing against Portsmouth on the 25th. However, it was not the traditional 442, but a 442 with wingers.
Before this round of games, Chelsea and Portsmouth had played against each other eight times in the Premier League, and they won all eight times and only conceded one goal. The last time Portsmouth beat Chelsea in the league was fifty years ago.
The historical record is so wonderful, and this game is played at home, so Chelsea fans basically come to watch the game to see a gorgeous victory.
But after the game started, Portsmouth's west wind prevailed over the east wind and they took the initiative at Stamford Bridge!
It was fine in the first half, with players from both sides going back and forth, but in the second half, Portsmouth came out in full force and basically suppressed Chelsea - and in the midfield, Portsmouth completely suppressed Chelsea.
Pizarro, the Peruvian who was one of the two starting players in the frontcourt, was unable to get the ball in the frontcourt for a long time. Mourinho decisively replaced him with Kalou, hoping that Kalou, who has better ball control and dribbling and can attack from behind, can bring new scoring opportunities to the team.
But Kalou was unable to make a breakthrough after coming on the pitch. Mourinho stood on the sidelines and calmly looked at Endrit standing in front of the goal. He gritted his teeth and replaced midfielder Mikel with right-back Belletti, hoping that this change would free Michael to move to the midfield.
While Belletti was warming up, Mourinho quickly instructed him, "Keep running after you come on the field, intercept the opponent, and try to disrupt the organization of the opponent's midfield. Your task is to disrupt the organization of the opponent's midfield and attack. Don't worry about missing the ball or losing the ball. Endrit is here. The opponent will not score even if they get the chance."
Belletti nodded vigorously, and before going on the court, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Endrit in front of the goal. Thinking of Endrit's ferocious performance in the team, his originally uneasy heart instantly calmed down.
Yes, there's Endrit.
After Belletti came on, Michael was freed up to play as a defensive midfielder, but the situation on the field still failed to seize the opportunity to score another goal as Mourinho had expected.
Mourinho set his sights on Malouda and Wright: In this game, Malouda shot frequently, and Chelsea's current lead was the result of one of Malouda's frequent shots.
However, all of Wright's breakthroughs and crosses in this game failed to open up the situation, and the closest he came to scoring was Drogba's header.
At this moment, Mourinho is extremely aware of the weakness of the midfield in the current lineup. A complete offensive system has not yet been established and the team's current points can only rely on the individual efforts of the players.
Personal effort... Mourinho turned his head to look at Endrit again, then replaced Wright with Joe Cole.
"You," Mourinho didn't know what to say. After all, the game was about to end. He let Joe Cole play just to figure out a good team lineup as soon as possible. "Control the ball when you get on the court. Control the ball when you get it."
Forget it, let’s just increase the ball possession time and see if there are any changes.
As the head coach, Mourinho is very busy in this game. He was so busy that he confused Portsmouth coach Redknapp, who was clearly one goal behind: Portsmouth's crushing posture against Chelsea on the field made the latter believe that they would score a goal soon.
Maybe it’s this ball, this ball, this ball... Damn! Not going in again!
Endrit jumped up and caught the shot from the opposing striker Utaka who knocked John Terry away. At the same time, he received a unanimous complaint from Utaka and Redknapp: It didn't go in again!
Endrit's system did not allow him to hear other people's inner thoughts, but when he saw the unhappy face of the opposing forward, he knew that he had once again brought some small shocks to the opposing forward.
But it was not a big problem. After all, he didn't even remember the name of the last striker who had a distorted face in front of him.
A few minutes later, Portsmouth's Hredason headed the ball straight into the goal. Endrit and Ashley ran at the same time. The latter rescued the ball on the goal line, but was pulled up from the grass by Endrit, but only received a thumbs up.
"200 pounds," Endritt said with a smile, "You can't cheat."
Ashley slapped Endritt in annoyance, "Hey!"
………
This was the closest attack for Portsmouth to scoring, as the opposing players' subsequent attacks all failed to shoot the ball high. If Cech was here, these shots would be in vain.
But Endrit was too timid to take the risk, so the opponent's attacks also drained away some of Endrit's physical strength.
But that was all. As the referee blew the whistle to end the game, Portsmouth, which had full control of the game in terms of shots, corner kicks, etc., once again lost gloriously to Chelsea.
After returning to Portsmouth that day, head coach Preknap stared at the newspaper on his desk for a few seconds, then picked it up and threw it to the ground: "F**k poor Mourinho!"
"What's so pitiful about the Portuguese? Are they as pitiful as me? Huh?"
Preknap thought that after today's game, there would definitely be no more stupid media reporting about the poor Portuguese in tomorrow's newspapers, but when he picked up a new newspaper the next day, he felt terrible.
The Sun: Poor Mourinho, he can only win the game by relying on others.
[In today's game, the poor Portuguese kept looking back at Ritter and prayed silently in his heart...]
Preknap silently crumpled up the newspaper and threw it into the trash can, thinking that no one would use this broken newspaper even to wipe their butt.
Pitiful? Would you mind giving him this pity? He also wants to show some pity!
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