King Bayern

Chapter 233 After Losing the Ball

After conceding the ball, Slomka replaced a forward Danish veteran Sander, but he did not knock on the door of 1860.

This has always been a problem with Schalke's offense, that is, it is too single. Schalke does not have such smart players as Chen Mu or Fran. Whether it is Sander, Kuranyi or Asamoah, they are all The traditional German forwards are domineering and have a good header, but their small skills are not enough.

In the end, Slomka swallowed the 0-1 result bitterly at Allianz. If it was a 1-2 loss, then Slomka would be acceptable, but not getting an away goal means returning to Schalke , the game will be very difficult.

After the game, Slomka did not accept an interview, and left Munich in a hurry on a chartered plane. After Schalke got off the plane, it was a bigger storm to greet Slomka.

At the airport, the local reporter asked unceremoniously, "Should you resign?"

"Do you think you are worthy of Schalke?"

"You acted like a dementia in Munich, you are too far behind Hassler."

Wearing sunglasses, Slomka walked through the crowd with a blank expression, never saying a word, but what awaited him back at the club was a bigger storm, that is the ruthless club manager Asauer.

"I can give you everything, but I can't give you time because we are big in the Bundesliga, you know?"

Slomka's face was livid, "I know."

"Do you know what it means if Schalke go out in the UEFA Cup?"

"You know, if we're out next week, I'm going to resign right away."

Asauer shook his finger, "That's not what it means, it's not that simple."

"Why? Do you still want my life?" Slomka thought to himself, I'm going to die.

Aschau stood up, "Do you know how much money the club loses because of being out of the UEFA Cup?"

"I know, 2000 million euros."

Ashor lit a cigar, "But it's all small money, but the new boss will be unhappy, do you know what that means?"

Slomka stood up. "But I'm just a coach."

Asauer put his hand on Slomka's shoulder, "I know, but if you still want to hang out in Germany, then you have to be a good coach."

Slomka finally realized the pressure of Rangnick back then, Schalke's head coach is really too difficult.

"Of course, I'm not threatening you, and I don't need to. You can figure it out yourself."

In the company, when the supervisor gets angry with the boss, he will vent his anger on the employees under him. This is the same in any field. Show your face to the players.

"How much is your annual salary combined? You should be able to buy the entire 1860 team, but what was our performance in the last game? Do you think you are worthy of the money you got? Tell yourself."

Kuranyi said: "Maybe we were wrong in our estimation. In fact, 1860 is not that bad. We should be careful next time."

"If your salary is 50 euros, then I completely agree with you, but your salary is 300 million, I can't believe you can say such a thing."

Kuranyi has nothing to say, and so do the others, talking about money hurts feelings, but the problem is that what Slomka said is also true.

"Why didn't you speak?"

Veteran Ernst had a better attitude, "Bss, you are right, we have nothing to say."

"Nothing to say? Now is not the time to have nothing to say."

Everyone was stunned, and looked at each other, "Did this guy get pissed off by his wife, or scolded by the boss, and now he's taking out his anger on us."

"Let's talk about it, what should we do at home?"

"What should I do? This is the responsibility of the head coach."

Slomka took the initiative to say: "I know, this is the responsibility of the head coach, but I just want to hear your opinions."

Asamoah said: "Attack, we have no choice but to attack, let the Munich people go back to Munich."

"Good." Slomka applauded alone.

Then Slomka pointed Paulson, and the Dane said: "Defense, we can only defend first, don't forget, we don't have an away goal, which means that as long as we concede a goal, then we have to score. 3 goals to qualify."

Yes, it's simple math, if Schalke doesn't concede then they need to score 1 goal, even if it ends in a penalty shootout, but if 1860 scores first, then Schalke must score 3 goals, this is the knockout round Charm.

When Paulson mentioned three goals, everyone understood that this is a very simple math problem, and everyone is not stupid.

"Then it seems that we can only defend and score a goal when 1860 is slack."

"That's a good idea depending on the circumstances," agreed Ernst.

Slomka looked up at the sky, "I hope God bless." Slomka knew that things were out of his control.

At this time, Hassler, who was on the plane, was also thinking about tactics. He asked Balakov, "How do you think Schalke will play at home?"

"Attack, attack, I know those blue-collar workers in the Ruhr area, they are crazy, they love to attack."

But Hassler shook his head, "Unless Slomka is crazy, I think he will definitely choose defense."

"why?"

"It's very simple. Schalke have no away goals. What they fear most at home is conceding a goal. If they concede another goal, even just one goal, the game will be over."

Balakov thought for a while, and this is indeed the truth, "Thomas, you think more deeply."

"Then what do we do?"

"Then we will attack and score another goal to completely extinguish the opponent's hope of advancing."

"is it possible?"

"Take a gamble."

Hassler is now the dominant side. In many cases, this is actually a disadvantage. Why do the national football team fall so many times to get out after a tie? Because they hold good cards at critical moments, but they dare not bet.

Hasler knew that if he looked forward and backward while holding the advantage of a ball, he would fall into Schalke's trick instead.

At this time, it is necessary to be reasonable and not to forgive others, so that the final victory can be achieved.

After understanding Hasler's thinking, Balakov gave a thumbs up, "Thomas, you are really a lunatic, but I admire your thinking, you will become a great head coach, at least much greater than me gone."

Hasler looked at the blue sky outside the porthole of the plane, and suddenly smiled, "Isn't it easy to be greater than you?"

"Haha, fuck you, remember when you were a player, I scored as many goals as you did."