Football: Three sure-fire weaknesses in every match!

"The captain's treating!"

"Give us the bonus for shutting out the game!"

"This is a team effort!"

Viviano immediately waved his hand.

"Team contributions are team contributions."

"The bonus is the bonus."

"These are two different things."

the other side.

Torreira was sitting in the corner.

Head down.

The phone screen is lit up.

Lin Qi walked over and took a look.

I found him using a calculator to calculate money.

"What are you calculating?"

Torreira looked up.

His face showed an unusual excitement.

"Winning bonus".

He held up his phone.

"Thank u."

Thank you everyone.

"Thank you, Lin Qi."

"We win every game."

"At this rate, I can buy my dad a nice car."

He spoke very seriously.

This doesn't sound like a joke at all.

The young Torreira's current contract salary isn't high.

For truly top-tier players, it might just be a fraction of their potential.

But for a young player like him...

The winning bonus is stacked up.

That's already a very substantial amount of money.

Every win.

This brings us one step closer to a better life for our families.

This is the most basic aspect of professional football.

Some people are aiming for the championship.

Some people do it for honor.

Some people want to prove themselves.

Some people do it to buy a car for their father.

Lin Qi smiled after hearing this.

Suddenly, he pulled a small booklet out of his coat pocket.

The cover is very simple.

It looks like it was printed and bound by myself.

It says:

The Five-Winning Streak Training Manual

Author: Manchester United Coaching Staff

Torreira was taken aback.

"What is this?"

Lin Qi turned to the first page.

He said in a very serious tone:

"It says inside."

"You can break a season down into five games at a time."

"Every five games form a small cycle."

"Only by winning five games."

"Only the whole team can go for a haircut."

"If you don't win the maximum."

"Everyone can only watch their hair continue to grow longer."

There was a two-second silence in the locker room.

Then everyone looked at their teammates, whose hair was already difficult to manage.

Someone immediately cursed:

"Who came up with this twisted method?"

B frowned.

"Did the Manchester United coaching staff really write this? If they're really that serious about the game, then I want to go there!"

Lin Qi closed the booklet.

Very calm.

"It's written in the book."

Muriel immediately came over.

"Let me see."

He turned two pages.

His expression suddenly turned serious.

That makes sense.

"That makes perfect sense."

"Human beings' desire for haircuts should not be underestimated."

Viviano touched his hair.

"I refuse."

"A goalkeeper's image is very important."

Muriel immediately retorted.

"Captain, you just won the bonus for shutting out the opponent."

"You should sacrifice a little of your image."

The locker room erupted in laughter again.

But Torreira took it seriously.

He stared at the booklet for a few seconds.

Suddenly, he reached out and took it from me.

"I think it's okay."

Everyone looked at him.

Torreira's eyes lit up.

"Let's postpone buying a car."

"Win a few more games."

"Buy a house directly."

The locker room erupted in chaos.

"Lucas, wake up!"

"You're starting to get arrogant!"

"Just now it was a car, now it's a house?"

"Lin Qi, order a few more for him; he wants to buy an island next week!"

Torreira, however, was all smiles.

Why not?

"If we keep winning."

"The bonus will be substantial."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Qi.

His eyes conveyed a very direct trust.

"Right?"

Lin Qi leaned against the cabinet.

He was holding a bottle of mineral water.

I thought about it.

Then he nodded.

"right."

"Keep winning."

"Buy a house."

Muriel immediately raised his hand.

"I want to buy one too."

B-Fei glanced at him.

"First, you need to learn not to spend money recklessly."

Muriel was very serious.

"That's called investing in your quality of life."

Viviano raised his hand and patted the cabinet door.

"Alright, gentlemen."

"I can be happy tonight."

"But don't forget."

"We only won the third game."

He paused for a moment.

He looked at Lin Qi.

Then he looked at everyone.

"If I really want to buy a car, a house, win prize money, and win a championship."

"Then let's not let this game be a flash in the pan."

The locker room gradually quieted down a bit.

But that doesn't mean it will get colder.

Instead, it was a deeper warmth.

Three-game winning streak.

Milan wins away.

Lin Qi's hat trick.

This is crazy enough.

But now.

They suddenly began to feel...

Perhaps this is just the beginning.

Muriel picked up the "Five-Win Streak Training Manual".

Raise it high.

"so!"

"Starting today!"

"For a haircut!"

"For the prize money!"

"To buy a house!"

"For Lin Qi!"

"We need to..."

Keep winning!

In the locker room, everyone roared out.

Keep winning!

……

The scene at the post-match press conference.

The lights are bright.

The flashbulbs kept going off.

Giampaolo sat on the stage.

A microphone was placed in front of him.

Logically speaking...

In these post-match press conferences after away games, head coaches usually try to remain restrained.

Even after winning, you can't get too cocky.

Especially when facing a traditional powerhouse like AC Milan.

They also need to say a few polite phrases like "the opponent is very strong," "we are lucky," and "the game is very difficult."

Available today.

The reporters had no intention of letting him keep a low profile.

The first question is about...

"Mr. Giampaolo, congratulations on leading your team to a 3-0 victory over AC Milan at the San Siro."

"Some people believe that you showed the potential to become a world-class coach tonight."

"Do you consider Sampdoria to you what Chelsea is to Mourinho?"

Giampaolo initially wanted to remain serious.

Upon hearing this...

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

He coughed lightly.

"Um……"

"This problem..."

Before he could even organize his thoughts...

The second reporter then spoke.

"Your tactical style was relatively fixed during your time at Empoli last season."

"But after taking charge of Sampdoria this season, we've seen a completely different team."

"It can advance on the ground and bomb from the air."

"It can both launch counter-attacks and control the pace of the game."

"Tonight there were even highly targeted mid-lane bombardments and back-point flanking maneuvers."

"Does this mean that you are actually an underestimated tactical master?"

Giampaolo's lips twitched again.

This time it's really about to break down.

The third reporter was even more ruthless.

"In the first three matches, Sampdoria demonstrated a clear system integrity."

"We seem to be able to see your football philosophy in it."

"Do you intend to develop your own unique tactical style?"

Is it possible for him to become a master of this school of thought in the future?

The press officer's eyelids twitched as he listened.

Some of the reporters in the audience couldn't help but laugh.

Giampaolo finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He lowered his head and chuckled.

Then she looked up, her face completely unable to hide her joy.

"Yes."

"Yes."

He nodded.

"You noticed."

"That's impressive."

"Very impressive."

"I've always believed that football is not a one-dimensional sport."

"It should change."

"The design should be based on the players' characteristics."

"Of course, this requires a lot of work from the coaching staff."

As he spoke, his demeanor gradually shifted into tactical master mode.