Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Fourth day - Defend the Alamo!

So I am going with an incomplete squad to the battlefield and in front I meet the Afrika Korps of Rommel. 
At the same time, the other teams are playing friendlies, some against Fulham, some against their own under 19 team.
What's a poor coach to do?
It seems irrelevant, but there could be serious consequences to this friendly. I do not have the confidence of my players, so a big score against could sink morale and leave me with no way to get it back up. Part-time players are very prone to mood changes, and I fear a big score against me.
I choose to defend the Alamo.
I place my defensive line a little behind, so they cannot outrun me easily because they have less space, but not too much so they cannot play between lines. I put Tiernan in front of them and tell him to forget attack and press on the 2 midfielders. Just for laughs, I ask the team to counterattack, as if we were going to get out of our own penaly box...
I plan to change the 10 players if possible at half time so they don't lose too much confidence. If the score is too high, I'll change them earlier.
As a team talk, I take pressure off the team and send them to die.
However, football is the strangest game.
In our stadium, where the national team play it's games, glory is there to be taken, and my team decides to take it.
At half time, Queen's Park is tied 0-0 to the Glasgow Rangers, having had 4 real goal opportunities and having kept a very orderly defense at all times. The Rangers shoot many, many times but always under pressure and from afar.
I'm extremely happy with the result, tell exactly that to my players and I leave them on the field. Morale is high all round, specially in my goalkeeper, who's doing the match of his life.
The Rangers come back with a grim resolve to wipe the floor with us and renew their merciless pressure on my team. It takes them another 27 minutes to score a goal in an extremely lucky rebound after a corner.
I inmediately change all of my team, they are almost exhausted anyway, and let the future unemployed Queen's Park reserves have their try.
They keep the final score at 0-2 and I'm deligthed. Morale is high and my defense is solid as a rock.
Life (in Scotland) is good.

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