Lin Hai Ting Tao

Chapter 369 First Champions League Victory (Third Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

"Naples has won a corner kick. Arshavin will take it, Hamsik is at the near post, he goes up for it, is it a tactical corner?" At first, the commentator's tone was quite normal, but when Chen Hero appeared on the screen, they suddenly became restless.

"Chen Hero! Near post header—gooooooooooooooooooL!!"

"Beautiful glancing header! Chen Hero scores with a somewhat unorthodox header!"

"When it comes to headers, I rarely see anyone better than Hero these days!"

"It's unbelievable that such a header could go in!"

"Naples leads Lyon by two goals at their home stadium! This first half is truly... unparalleled!"

When the football was flicked into the goal by Chen Hero, a huge cheer erupted in the Stadio San Paolo. Although those hardcore fans were still tirelessly expressing their dissatisfaction with Chen Hero with boos, it was undeniable that more and more fans at the Stadio San Paolo had fallen in love with the Chinese man who always scored goals.

Chen Hero struck a pose on the ground for the photographers, but before long, he was rushed and embraced by his excited teammates.

Many people slid over on their knees like him, then hugged him tightly, roaring and waving their fists in his ear.

Surrounded by such excited and enthusiastic teammates, Chen Hero still maintained a cool expression, allowing the reporters to keep pressing the shutter.

It was only when he was pulled up that a smile bloomed on his face—scoring a goal is always something to be happy about, and celebration is a rare opportunity for players to perform, so of course, he had to do something different.

Surrounded by his teammates, Chen Hero ran back to his own half.

The team was leading by two goals in the first half, so it looked like there wouldn't be any problem winning this game.

This Champions League home game was smoother than they had imagined.

It seemed that the atmosphere of the Stadio San Paolo had indeed intimidated the French... They didn't expect a team entering the Champions League for the first time in eighteen years to have such a terrifying home stadium.

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Leading by two goals relieved Mazzarri, and after celebrating the goal, he walked back to the bench and sat down with a thud.

Now he could sit on the sidelines and watch the show—at least until the end of the first half.

Puel waved his hand impatiently. He knew that it was difficult to get into the game immediately in an away game, but he didn't expect that being so slow to warm up would lead to conceding two goals in a row!

Naples was playing at home, and they were as energetic as if they had been injected with chicken blood!

He had to admit that this was a mistake in his work. When preparing for the game, he only considered Naples' strength and underestimated Naples' home atmosphere.

What to do now?

Puel calmed down and thought.

The worst result would be losing this game.

Losing? Lyon wasn't afraid. Puel had made similar preparations long ago. They weren't super giants like Real Madrid or Barcelona, who had the ability to remain undefeated or win all their games throughout the group stage. They would always lose games. Anyway, the group stage wasn't about whether you lose or not, but whether you can qualify. On the premise of being able to qualify, try to ensure the first place in the group to avoid those super-strong group leaders.

The question was which teams and which games could be lost, and which teams and which games must not be lost.

After the group draw results came out, Puel analyzed that, barring accidents, his team and Liverpool would advance hand in hand in this group. Napoli and Zenit St. Petersburg would compete for a UEFA Cup spot.

In the first round of the group stage, they defeated Zenit St. Petersburg at home, giving Lyon's Champions League journey this season a good start. Puel was very confident in Lyon's strength. He felt that group qualification was not something he should consider at all. What he was considering was how to compete with Liverpool for first place in the group.

He won the first round, but Liverpool drew, which gave him hope of taking first place in the group.

But if he lost to Naples today, the situation might not be as smooth as he thought...

No, he still couldn't admit defeat, he had to get a draw at the very least!

Being two goals behind, Puel still didn't arrogantly think they could make a comeback, after all, this was still an away game.

As long as they could get one point, they would have four points after two group matches. Even if Liverpool also won the game, the two teams would have the same four points, and they would still be first, even if they were tied.

Adjust the tactics in the second half and attack!

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"What a beautiful goal!" He Ping, the commentator for CCTV, praised Chen Hero's header. "This kind of header is not uncommon, but it is not very common either! The most rare thing is that in such a fast running process, he accurately flicked the football into the goal, almost brushing Bastos' head! Lloris couldn't reach it!"

He usually commentated on La Liga matches, so he basically had no chance to commentate on Chen Hero's matches. Only in the Champions League did he have the opportunity to enjoy himself—yes, he privately called commentating on Chen Hero's matches "enjoying himself" because Chen Hero was a Chinese player, and commentating on his matches could give him a great sense of identity and national pride. When Chen Hero performed well, he had no psychological barriers no matter how excited he was, unlike his predecessor Huang Jianxiang, who shouted for Italy and was criticized.

Now he can cheer for his country's players to his heart's content, and no one will dare to criticize him anymore. After all, shouting "Forza Italia" is just too cheesy...

Only when he commentated on Chen Hero's matches could he fully release his emotions and fully immerse himself. For a commentator, the most wonderful feeling is nothing more than this.

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Lyon, who were two goals behind, were not in a hurry to attack, but continued to defend. Puel had already conveyed his instructions, stabilizing the morale of the army. And so, with a two-goal lead in the first half, Napoli entered the halftime break.

The players' performance in the first half was praised by Mazzarri, but he did not allow the players to be too complacent.

"...because there is still forty-five minutes in the second half. A game is composed of two forty-five-minute halves. Our performance in the first forty-five minutes was good, but it does not mean that our performance in the second forty-five minutes will also be good. I ask you to continue to put pressure on the opponent and not let them find their own rhythm. Continue to insist on playing like this in the second half, but we will no longer continue to press forward—I estimate that Lyon will definitely want to do something in the second half, no one will be willing to accept such a result, especially the second seed in this group..."

Mazzarri analyzed the possible situations in the second half for everyone, as well as the team's countermeasures.

"...if Lyon wants to attack, we will retreat and defend, but when it is time to attack, we will attack as hard as in the first half. Maggio and Sanchez, you two must dare to press forward and assist, and form an attacking hierarchy, and don't easily disconnect. The three forwards, your performance in the first half was great! Continue to play like this in the second half, I know you have a tacit understanding, so make full use of your tacit understanding."

Someone in the locker room laughed. Everyone knew why these three had a tacit understanding.

Naples' drinking and playing group has long been a public affair, and everyone in the team knows that there is such an informal organization. Even Mazzarri has heard about it. He is not convenient to interfere with the players' private lives. He has only subtly suggested that this kind of thing should not affect the players' condition. If their condition is not good because of going out to play, he will not hesitate to demote them to the reserve team...

"In short, we must not give them a chance to calmly organize an attack!"

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Next door, in Lyon's locker room, the songs of the Naples fans outside were still constantly coming, which made many Lyon players unbearable.

They couldn't imagine how this group of people could continue to be so high after chanting and singing non-stop for forty-five minutes. Didn't they need to rest?

Puel had to raise his voice and try to make the players in the locker room hear every word he said clearly.

He was already thinking that next time he came here to play, he would have to bring a loudspeaker... However, let's not have a next time, he really didn't want to experience this kind of away game again.

"Your performance in the first half was really too bad! Slow to warm up is not an excuse, and playing away is not a reason! I want you to show some momentum in the second half! Their defense is pressing very high, which should have been our opportunity. We must take advantage of it in the second half. They only have three defenders, and the entire backcourt is full of gaps... Here, here, and here, are all!"

Puel pointed on the tactical board.

"Pass the ball to these places for me!"

He observed the first half and felt that it was not impossible to equalize the score. The biggest problem with Naples' three-defender formation was that they could only concentrate in the middle. Once they were dispersed to the flanks, the distance between the three of them would increase, and the gaps would naturally increase, so it was inevitable that they would lose sight of one thing and another.

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When the second half restarted, Naples did not make any substitutions, but Lyon made adjustments, replacing Delgado with Govou. Puel was not very satisfied with Delgado's performance in the first half. Replacing Delgado was also a reminder to the other ten players on the field—if anyone performs badly, I will replace him!

But Puel was quickly dumbfounded, because he found that the huge gap in Naples' backcourt was gone—Naples did not continue with the 343, but adjusted its formation and became 442!

Maggio retreated to become a right back, Santacroce went to the flank to play left back, Arshavin retreated from the right winger position to become a right midfielder, and Cassano and Chen Hero partnered to play as two forwards at the front.

In this way, the problem of the large gaps in the rear caused by the three defenders no longer existed, because now there were four defenders, and many places could be taken care of.

At the same time, this adjustment did not sacrifice the team's attacking ability. Alexis Sanchez and Arshavin were both players with extremely strong breakthrough ability and could deliver crosses, so Naples could still continue to put pressure on Lyon.

Puel was stunned on the sidelines for a moment, and then realized... it would be a little difficult even if they just wanted to equalize the score.

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"...Lyon tried to launch an offensive in the second half to equalize the score. But they didn't do well. Until the end of the game, they failed to realize this wish. Naples successfully defended their two-goal advantage by attacking instead of defending, and finally won the game with a score of 2:0. This is Naples' first victory after returning to the Champions League!"

After the game, some media summarized the second half of both sides in this way.

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