2026年11月10日 星期二
2026年11月9日 星期一
阿朗素嘴尖皮厚腹中空藍軍再敗桑德蘭
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沙比阿朗索在藍軍三個多月還沒有發展出自己的進攻套路體系，堅持3-4-3陣容毫無效果，反而導致後防漏洞百出。逼於無奈下轉變陣容又混亂無比，進攻安全靠球員的靈光一現，毫無組織可言也沒有固定打法套路，反正由球員自由發揮。現在主力前鋒受傷，球隊完全不會踢了，正如之前防守中路傷了一樣。比賽基本上是神一場，鬼一場，毫無穩定性可言。
上場對曼聯完全是靠羅渣士的臨機一動突破得分，然後對方後衛送點，最後才僥幸贏得比賽。上半場車仔發揮是災難性的，整場教練的指揮也是一無是處，主因是沙比的執教能力實在太差了，一言蔽之他根本不適合當教練。德甲的成績完全沒有參考價值，整個聯賽養一支拜仁，因爲冠軍拿太多，隔幾年會讓出一次冠軍，讓博彩公司賺錢而已。拜仁根本不需要教練，即便是球迷掌管也能得冠。現在的基爾賓尼是英超降級教練，養老的哈裡簡尼也能在德甲，砍瓜切菜般隨心所欲進球，沙比過去的德甲冠軍一文不值。
打包尾的桑德蘭讓帕度邊鋒球員打中鋒，對方根本不會踢這個位置，實際上是無鋒陣，但進攻在沒有中鋒下，卻集中打兩邊邊路突破，根本沒有人在中路拿球，如此簡直就是自相矛盾。所謂控球權無非反復橫回傳而已。這個打法是曼聯打法的延續，事實證明毫無作用。桑德蘭的打法衆所周知，低位防守，陣地戰，長傳反擊，依靠中鋒身體優勢，突破藍軍後防。上半場已險象環生。波拉比多次利用身體壓住藍軍後防造成射門。車仔中路堆積大量球員，被對方低位防守消耗，但進攻效率低不能形成射門。
反而對手反擊堅決，打法非常簡潔高效，最後導致上半場點球落後，剩下的就是垃圾時間。下半場才上維碧克和艾美佳爲時已晚，對於鐵桶陣只有利用中鋒在禁區攪局創造機會。沙比排陣混亂，臨場指揮毫無章法，球隊除了讓出球權打反擊外，沒有任何戰術可言。他被皇馬放棄是有原因的，他的訓練質量很高，能夠挑選有潛質的球員，但作爲主教練個人能力極差，需要再經歷多年的沉浸才行。好球員未必是好教練，他和卡域克，林帕德等都是這種類型。臨場指揮，戰術運用，陣型變化，球員調整等都乏善可陳。最多就是有相當比賽經驗和球會支持而已。
在英超要走捷徑取得成績，需要聘請有經驗有往績的老教練，必須取得過英超或歐冠冠軍。中生代流量教練不可取，即便當球員時名氣再大也用。沙比肚子裏也就這點貨色，還是另覓他人才不浪費整個賽季。甘地想回英超，去不成曼聯，藍軍最好！
2026年11月6日 星期五
2026年11月5日 星期四
Trump Defeated at the Polls, the People of Iran Prevail
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Trump takes the stage, a
second reign begun.
Surviving the assassin's lead, a new dynasty is spun.
He crowns himself a king, ten thousand nations bow.
Leading the whole wide world—yet two short years allow.
Backward steps, perverse
decrees, the global jeer.
Rigging the stock market, through favor and through fear.
Funneling wealth and spoils, crypto-coins take flight.
Selling his own branded goods, profiting day and night.
Family corruption grows,
endless and supreme.
Secretly aiding Putin's hand, bullying Zelensky's dream.
Assisting Russia's iron march, oppressing neighbors near.
Withdrawing from the NATO pact, plunging Europe into fear.
Imposing heavy tariffs,
the global wrath is ignited.
Targeting foreign lands, with maximum pressure short-sighted.
Bullying the weak and small, treaties beneath the sword.
Exports plummet fast, a self-inflicted harm restored.
Nowhere to lodge
complaints, no tears left to be shed.
America’s most loyal friends: "Why strike your brothers dead?"
The trade war ends in ash, rare earths are restricted tight.
Bowing low to absolute power, bending knees in the night.
The war on Persia
flares, the Middle East is lost.
The vital straits are blocked, oil prices bear the cost.
Iran stands unbowed, fighting without a bound.
The allies in the desert sands are beaten to the ground.
Unable to save himself,
he casts them to the wind.
Withdrawing from the burning war, deserting friends chagrined.
Chaos in the Persian Gulf, abandoned from the start.
The domestic economy fades, breaking the nation's heart.
A hundred goods grow
dear, hard to keep alive.
The price of oil climbs, by many folds to thrive.
Cracking down on migrants, extreme right-wing decree.
Appointing sycophants and kin, despised by the majority.
Swallowing Canada and
Mexico, betraying brothers bold.
Proclaiming himself a Pope, a logic dead and cold.
Such countless crimes like these, too heavy for the pen.
Heaven’s wrath, earth’s grief, the anger of all men!
The tyrant must be
slain, the people's spirit shall rise.
Only two short years remain, trapped by his own lies.
Impeachment is decreed, no reckoning can he flee.
Bound in iron chains, jailed by history’s decree!
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