The game was sixty-one minutes later, and Ibiza asked for a substitution.

"Ibiza substitution, No. 18 Clement comes on the court, he will replace No. 11 Fareco." Fernando saw the information on the substitution sign and said, "Substitute an offensive player and replace a pure defensive player. Obviously, Ibiza's side is trying to strengthen the defense, and the purpose is to win a draw."

"Of course, this is predictable, defense, rough defense, besides defense, is there any way he can do on the offensive end? No!" Fernando said sarcastically.

Fareco walked to the sidelines with some depression. He played very frustrated in this game today. The team's focus was on defense and did not show his offensive talent at all.

Fang Jue naturally felt unhappy when he saw this little guy. He didn't have time to pay attention to the players' emotions, but just patted Fareco on the shoulder to show encouragement.

Fang Jue shouted the name of the team captain Digneto, who ran over.

"Tell others, pass more to Clement! Let him shoot!" Fang Jue said.

Digneto's eyes widened, as if he had heard something incredible: I heard it right, did I hear that guy Clement shot?!

Coach, are you crazy?

...

"Coach, but Clement won't shoot." Digneto said.

"He will!" Fang Jue said with certainty. He didn't have time to explain to Digneto, "Do as I said!"

OK, you are the coach, you are the boss!

Digneto could only nod and accept it.

From this we can see that after this hour of game and the conversation during the halftime break, Digneto must have thought Fang Jue was crazy.

Of course, even now, Digneto doesn’t understand, but he has to implement it even if he doesn’t understand.

Digneto passed the head coach's tactical instructions to his teammates, and everyone was confused and didn't understand it.

"Is the coach crazy? Let that guy Clement shoot?"

"Have Clement scored?"

"I've scored, but it's an own goal."

"It's still two own goals!"

The players suddenly felt that there was no hope of victory. The coach's tactical command was simply: shit was worse.

"Okay!" said Digneto, "Do as the coach's arrangement."

"I know, he is the coach and the boss." Someone said depressedly, "If you lose, it's his responsibility."

Hey hey hey, do you just look down on me so much?

Clement's face turned dark as he listened to everyone's comments.

Digneto sighed. He felt it was necessary to have a good chat with the coach after the game. This was simply a mess.

Perhaps, the coach doesn't understand the characteristics of the players at all...

Thinking of this, Digneto was also a little depressed and impatient.

"The coach said, I have the potential to score shots!" Clement argued.

This is really blind.

Everyone was speechless.

...

"Clement, Ibiza's defensive midfielder, has played less than 90 minutes this season." The assistant coach told Enelite the information he had.

"And this guy has a rough game," he stressed.

Enelli nodded, replaced a forward and a pure defensive player, and was about to defend.

He glanced at his colleagues not far away, wanting to defend the draw? Dreaming!

Enelite immediately made targeted substitution adjustments, replaced midfielder Faldozi and replaced forward Bernardo.

"Beautiful job! Enelite replaced an offensive player and continue to strengthen the offense!" Fernando praised Enelite's targeted substitution adjustment, "Orewera wants to strengthen the offense, this dull and ugly game requires a goal!"

In the VIP stands.

"Fang is too conservative," said Savage, general manager of Ibiza.

keep?

Maybe!

However, Alfonso doesn't think there is anything wrong with this. For Ibiza, what is the most important thing now? It is to stop the decline of losing streak and get points!

Although the team plays passively and uglyly, if they can tie the powerful Orivera and get a point, this is the most important and affordable one.

For Ibiza, who ranks last in the league and is deeply trapped in the relegation zone, there is no need to play beautifully. The most important thing is to get points and strive for relegation.

He thought Fang Jue was very rational and pragmatic.

...

Bernardo, who had just played, was in good physical condition and was very active.

After receiving a pass from his teammate in the midfield, he activated a change of speed and passed Digneto, and then continued to drive the ball into the ball.

Then, the next second, Bernardo saw the stars in the night sky.

beep!

The referee's whistle sounded.

He ran over and raised a finger to Clement, meaning that it would be one time, pay attention next time.

"The referee verbally warned Clement who was fouled." Fernando said, shaking his head, "This is really a rough foul. It's really lucky that Clement was not played. Ibiza used a rough tactical foul to stop Orivera's attack. Their coach Fang will definitely applaud Clement's performance!"

Clement was just completing a successful interception, and he loved this feeling the most. Seeing his opponent being pushed to the ground by him, he felt a sense of stimulation that could not be suppressed.

The coach will definitely be satisfied with his defense this time.

"Idiot! What are you doing? Who told you to retreat so deeply? Leave the defense to others! Go forward! Go forward!" Fang Jue was furious on the sidelines and shouted loudly.

"Don't forget what your mission is? Go up! Go up! Shoot me!" Fang Jue pushed forward with both hands.

Seeing Clement running towards the frontcourt in shame, Fang Jue gave up. Bastard, can he be a little enterprising? Humph.

On the court, the players who were planning to come and praise Clement's excellent interception, all walked away in disappointment.

They felt that their coach must have been squeezed by the door.

...

Orewela's frontcourt free kick, but this free kick did not pose any threat to Ibiza's goal. The old goalkeeper Simon Wright attacked in advance and took the football off the air.

Then, he threw the ball directly and launched a quick counterattack.

The football is transferred to the frontcourt after several passes.

Dagstino knocked the football to Clement on the left, ran forward by himself, and made a gesture of passing the ball, and then he saw...

Clement took the football forward and saw no one coming up to intercept him. Then, without hesitation, he swung his right leg and shot directly.

Dagstino was shocked. It was so close to forty meters away from the goal.

Who gave you the courage to shoot at such a distance?

His gaze looked at the football in the air.

The football suddenly flew up and flew towards the goal.
Chapter completed!