Chapter 2289 - 583: Do You Also Want to Dance?

Chapter 2289: Chapter 583: Do You Also Want to Dance?

In the stoppage time of the first half, Ronaldo dribbled into the penalty area and made a diagonal pass to Postiga.

Postiga’s shot in front of the goal finally broke the Netherlands team’s defense.

Bento’s excitement was quickly poured with cold water by the referee’s whistle.

Offside, goal invalid!!!

It was at this moment that Bento admitted, Huang Kaiwen is indeed very strong.

Even if he were to coach the Netherlands team, their defense wouldn’t perform as well.

During halftime, he must think of a way to break the Dutch’s turtle shell.

"Well done!"

Huang Kaiwen stood at the sidelines, welcoming every returning player.

He intentionally put his arm around Strootman, walking back together with him.

Strootman, somewhat surprised by the attention, said: "Coach, did I do okay?"

"Of course, you played brilliantly!"

Huang Kaiwen said excitedly.

It seems the Dutch players aren’t as he thought, only have the "Three Stick Men" and "Stick-Beater."

If used properly, they can achieve quite outstanding results.

Returning to the locker room, Huang Kaiwen immediately pulled the tactical board to his side, writing down the players’ names from both teams.

He tapped on the tactical board and said: "Your performance today made me very happy, but I want to talk about the Portuguese players. I know you are outstanding, but you haven’t scored more goals than him, have you?"

Huang Kaiwen circled Ronaldo’s name with a pen, pointing at it and said: "Ronaldo, he’s a troublesome figure, our defensive focus today should also be on him. You gave him some chances in the first half. Dek, you need to restrict him more, make him uncomfortable, then your task will be completed."

"Sure, boss!"

Kuyt nodded in agreement.

He prefers to play as a forward.

But performing well under Huang Kaiwen’s leadership and receiving praise in the newspapers also made him feel recognized, he was quite happy.

"Ronaldo and Nani have a lot of coordination, so Kevin..."

As soon as Huang Kaiwen spoke, the locker room burst into laughter.

Who makes Europe have so many Kevins.

Strootman is also called Kevin.

"So Kevin, you need to build a barrier between the defense and the midfield, preventing Ronaldo from passing to Nani when he can’t break through, and you also need to help defend Ronaldo."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

"Leave it to me, coach!"

Strootman said excitedly.

"Great, it’s good to see you all so confident."

Huang Kaiwen said.

Heitinga raised his hand and asked: "What about the forwards?"

"Postiga?"

Huang Kaiwen said: "Don’t worry about him, he’s a useless player."

The atmosphere in the locker room grew even more lively.

Huang Kaiwen shook his head with a laugh.

Normally, he doesn’t like publicly evaluating others.

But the situation with the Netherlands team is different, here it’s full of competition and disdain for the weak.

Only then can he better integrate with the Dutch players.

After the second half started, the defense of the Netherlands team became more poised.

The Portuguese commentator said a bit frantically: "Is the total football of the Dutch just to destroy the opponent’s attack? I see no intention of them wanting to counter-attack."

No way.

Ronaldo is somewhat stubborn.

He glanced several times towards Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen knew well what this meant.

Unconvinced by the previous defeat, today wants to show Huang Kaiwen a thing or two.

A peak Gold Bordered Robe, bursting with power.

Of course, the Netherlands team must defend wholeheartedly.

When Huang Kaiwen played, other teams also faced the same challenge.

Everyone attacks, but without Huang Kaiwen’s efficiency in other teams’ offensive players, they can only defend as much as possible to avoid defeat.

Now the Netherlands faces the same issue.

With a defense inferior to Portugal, Huang Kaiwen dared not let loose and allow the Netherlands to play an attacking duel.

He understands the logic.

However, if he wants to strive for a goal, the greatest possibility is the Netherlands conceding first.

However, Strootman’s development was an unexpected surprise for Huang Kaiwen.

When Van Bommel accumulated yellow cards and returned from suspension, he would have new tactical ideas for the Netherlands.

Perhaps he and Kuyt are the biggest contributors to this European Cup for the Netherlands team.

After the 70th minute, the Portuguese attack finally slowed down.

Aside from the outstanding performance of the Dutch players, Huang Kaiwen stood at the sidelines constantly reminding them.

Seeing the Portuguese start to slowly control the ball, Huang Kaiwen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If they kept defending, the tension among the players might break at any moment.

Inzaghi walked to the sidelines and said: "Should we attack? It’s a good time now."

"Let’s see how it goes, first make substitutions."

Huang Kaiwen turned and waved his hand, shouting: "Everyone get up and warm-up."

Calling all the players up is also to prepare for any possible changes on the field.

At such times, there’s no need for Huang Kaiwen to adjust.

The players on the field know exactly what they need to do.

With the reduced pressure from the Portuguese, the Dutch players immediately began to push forward.

Not as a single point, but the entire formation advancing.

After 70 minutes of collaborative defense, the Dutch players’ synergy was better than before.

They had a great sense of hierarchy when positioning.

Strootman’s game reading ability is indeed good; this time, he advanced with the ball and attracted defense before delivering it to the flanking Robben.

Robben then took the ball and drove forward, with Coentrão retreating all the way.

Robben’s scoring may not be as much as Ronaldo’s, but the pressure he puts on the fullback is equally strong.

Coentrão retreated into the penalty area before reacting to attempt a sliding tackle.

However, with a quick stop, Robben easily avoided it, immediately tapping back to Sneijder.

"Danger!!!"

Bento exclaimed.

It was only at this moment that he remembered.