Chapter 500 Your whole family is familiar with him!

'Daniel Sturridge's goal

"In the 91st minute, center forward Daniel Sturridge, who replaced Ibrahimovic, scored the eighth goal of the game for Southampton, 8-0."

"Oh my god, this is such a crazy game"

“It’s unbelievable”

The entire St. Mary's Stadium was filled with the deafening cheers from the Saints fans in the stands.

No one expected that the game would turn out like this.

Eight to zero, this is the biggest score since the start of the Premier League this season.

Who could have thought that Southampton, ranked 11th in the league, would beat Newcastle, ranked 4th in the league, 8-0 at home?

But in the end, it really happened

Alan Pardew sat dejectedly in the visiting team's coaching booth, staring ahead with lifeless eyes.

The Newcastle players on the field looked very depressed and had no fighting spirit. They walked weakly.

This is also a portrayal of the Magpies throughout the game.

If Newcastle could still put some pressure on Southampton in the first ten minutes, then as Southampton scored goals one after another, Newcastle was gradually forced into a desperate situation.

Pogba, Ravel Morrison and Ibrahimovic's three goals caught Newcastle off guard.

Alan Pardew tried again and again to stabilize the situation, but still failed.

Immediately afterwards, goals from Toni Kroos and Javi Martinez made the score 5-0.

We conceded five goals in the first half, and we knew we were going to lose the game without even having to play.

But during the half-time break, Alan Pardew replaced two players at once, intending to reverse the situation. At the very least, he wanted to show some dignity of the top four teams in the league and restore some morale.

But in the end it was in vain.

After Southampton secured victory in the second half, they still did not relax and continued to launch a fierce attack on Newcastle.

First, Varane took advantage of a set-piece opportunity and headed Toni Kroos's free kick into the goal.

Later, Modric also took advantage of an opportunity at the front of the penalty area and scored with a curved ball.

In the final moments of the game, Hazard assisted again, and Sturridge, who came on as a substitute for half an hour, scored the eighth goal for Southampton, which was also the last goal of the game.

Among them, although Belgian player Hazard did not score a goal in this game, his hat-trick of assists was very impressive. Ravel Morrison on the right and young midfielder Pogba also had one assist and one shot, and their performances were very eye-catching.

Looking at the Southampton players cheering and celebrating happily on the field, and then looking at the Newcastle players who were like defeated roosters, like zombies, and seemed very numb, Alan Pardew felt like crying.

In all his years of coaching football, he had never lost so badly as he did today.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that he couldn't even explain why he lost so badly.

Is it just luck?

Is it really just that my skills are not as good as others?

No, it's definitely not enough, it's far more than that

Referee Philip Dodd finally blew the whistle to end this nightmare game.

Alan Pardew breathed a sigh of relief, and he believed that not only him, but all Newcastle players breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a good thing for such a game to end sooner so that we can be relieved sooner.

Who is willing to stay on the football field and let the opponent **?

And it must be said that Southampton was too rude in this game.

Damn you, we were already leading by such a huge margin, and Newcastle had no power to resist. It was clear that you had given up the game, but you still kept attacking. Can you still have a bit of composure?

Do you still understand what mutual respect means?

Thinking of this, Alan Pardew stretched out his big hand and wiped his face vigorously. It was a little wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or cold sweat, but he felt more energetic.

Standing up from the visiting team's coaching seat, he took a deep breath and encouraged himself in his mind.

It's okay, it's just a game, if you lose, you lose

Damn it, Southampton, I'll remember that in the second round at the Sports Direct Stadium, you'll have a hard time.

See if I don't show you some color when the time comes

Alan Pardew saw the players walking down one by one with their heads down, and was about to go up to them.

At this time, the head coach should encourage his players and cheer them up.

But when he walked out of the visiting team's coaching booth, he saw a thunderous cheer suddenly erupting in the stadium.

Alan Pardew's heart skipped a beat and he thought he had scored another goal

He has a fear of scoring goals now.

But in a flash, he realized that the game was over, so how could the goal come from?

But when he looked in the direction of the voice, he suddenly felt embarrassed.

It turned out that the die-hard fans in the Southampton Chairman's Stand had put up a big banner that read...

"Mr. Alan Pardew, are you satisfied with our service? Welcome to come again next time."

Alan Pardew was immediately enraged again, his whole face turned red with anger, and he almost wanted to vomit blood.

But he had to suppress the anger in his heart.

How else can he do it?

Revenge? Provocation?

Everyone knows that the result of revenge and provocation is that the FA will impose heavy penalties tomorrow.

Therefore, Alan Pardew could only choose to quickly walk back to the player tunnel, not even bothering to meet the players who were leaving the field or say a few words of comfort. He just walked away, pretending that he didn't see it.

In the media stand area, all the reporters happened to capture this scene and burst into laughter.

"Southampton fans are so talented"

"Who says it's not? It was made temporarily, right?"

"It must be, otherwise who would know the outcome of the game before the game?"

"That's amazing. I've heard about the devil's home field, but I didn't expect it to have this skill. Alan Pardew is so pissed off."

"That guy has a bad temper, he must be vomiting blood now."

"This Saints fan's ability to add insult to injury is as good as Yang Huan's rhetoric."

"Isn't it? Before the game, when the reporter asked why Yang Huan didn't fight back after being ridiculed and scolded by Alan Pardew all day, what did he say?"

"Haha, I remember, I remember, he said, don't quarrel with idiots, otherwise others won't be able to tell who is the idiot."

"Yang Huan is quite good at talking. We don't see him often, but once he opens his mouth, it's clear how much he compares to Alan Pardew. In my opinion, he is definitely at the level of Ferguson and Mourinho."

“I think so too.”

Charlene Lahiri sat aside, feeling amused in her heart, Yang Huan is quite eloquent, you just realized it now?

That's because you have never argued with him. Anyone who has argued with him knows that Young Master Huan is a good talker.

He can turn black into white and even bring the dead back to life.

Oh, by the way, speaking of words, it seems that his kissing skills are also quite good.

As she thought about it, Charlene Lahiri felt her heart soften.

"Southampton played with great momentum in this game." Stephen Howard did not participate in it, but seemed very calm, reviewing the process of the game in his mind.

"Well, eight goals, scored by eight different players, is impressive indeed."

Charlene Lahri also quickly calmed down and responded.

"From the evenly matched match in the first ten minutes, the difference in strength between the two teams is definitely not that big. I can only say that Newcastle was too careless and was confused by the top four ranking in the league and became a little complacent."

Stephen Howard praised: "That's right, otherwise the strength of the two teams would be at most two goals."

"Two goals?" Charlene Lahri didn't expect that Stephen Howard would be so optimistic about Southampton.

Two goals, should be the difference in strength between the top teams and the lower teams, right?

"I think Newcastle's strength this season has not improved, and their tactics haven't changed much. It's unlikely that they can keep the same position in the league as last season, especially since Alan Pardew has been around for a while now and he still uses the same tactics."

After hearing this, Charlene Lahri couldn't help but nod in admiration.

After all, he is the chief football reporter of The Sun, and his analysis is indeed unique.

Today's Premier League is paying more and more attention to head coaches and tactics, especially the tactical level. It has become more and more open over the years, and there is more and more communication with the European continent.

To give the simplest example, among the current 20 Premier League teams, there are very few English coaches, only three or four such as Mark Hughes and Allardyce. Even if the British local coaches from Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland are included, it is still less than half, and foreign coaches still account for the majority.

Moreover, among the local coaches, there are many young coaches such as Brendan Rodgers who have studied in Europe for a long time.

Although veteran coach Allardyce has not achieved much in terms of results after coaching for many years, he has taken the initiative to travel around Europe to learn and draw lessons in recent years. He is the most staunch supporter of the Premier League's data-driven reform, but he has always been playing in mid- and lower-level teams.

Speaking of head coaches, there is no need to mention Ferguson, Wenger, Bielsa, Benítez, Mancini and others, who are all well-known head coaches in Europe.

Even if we take a step back, Moyes, Villas-Boas, Rogers, Martinez, Martin O'Neill, Laudrup and Jol are all top European coaches who have proven their coaching skills one after another.

With such a large gathering of strong teams, coupled with the fierce competition among Premier League teams themselves, the mid- and lower-level teams have considerable financial resources to attract players thanks to their strong income from broadcasting fees. This makes the competition in the entire Premier League very intense, even brutal.

Looking at other European leagues, which league is like the Premier League?

Judging from the overall level of the league, the strength of the players and coaches, and the financial resources of the teams, the Premier League is far ahead of other leagues, even the Bundesliga.

As for La Liga, apart from Real Madrid and Barcelona, ​​and the recently rising Atletico Madrid, who else is there?

The players are strong and the coach is capable, which makes the situation in the Premier League change rapidly.

You used this set of tactics to conquer the world last season. Perhaps others were not familiar with it, so you succeeded.

But you don't make progress and continue to play like this this season. Do you really think others are fools?

Thinking of this, Charlene Lahiri let out a sigh.

"If the Magpies want to make a breakthrough in their performance, either Alan Pardew will have a sudden realization or they will have to change their coach."

England has no famous coach for who knows how many years.

After Redknapp left, Alan Pardew finally emerged, but who knew...

One night back to the pre-liberation era

"Alan Pardew's character is well-known. Last season's success may have caused him and Newcastle to misjudge the league situation. Besides, the team's league ranking is still good, so there should be no danger for the time being," said Stephen Howard with a wry smile.

"Besides, if Alan Pardew is really fired, with Ashley's character, who would be willing to go to Newcastle?"

Charlene Lahri couldn't help but chuckle.

Ashley is a funny guy who can really make trouble.

"Hey, Charlene," Stephen Howard winked secretly.

"Um?"

"I received news that Master Huan threatened to ban Ashley at the Chairman's Summit. You are familiar with Master Huan. When you have a chance, can you help me get some information? How about that?"

Am I... familiar with Young Master Huan?

Charlene Lahiri's face suddenly turned red.

It was as if the deepest secret in my heart had been dug out.

"Who said I'm familiar with him? You're the one who's familiar with him. Not only you, but your whole family is familiar with him."