Sixteen minutes later!

After Gao Shen finished shouting to the players and saw the game restarting, he turned around and walked back.

Carlo handed him a bottle of water, and he drank it.

"Lorenzo, how long do you think Chelsea can last this time?" Gao Shen asked.

Buenaventura thought about it for a moment, then thought about the last game he saw against Aston Villa, "It didn't last more than twenty minutes, and they were very exhausted in the last game."

Sometimes, the head coach can change a lot of things, but sometimes he can't change too much.

Just like Hiddink now, he cannot give Chelsea players sufficient physical fitness and young bodies in a short period of time, and even the lineup he currently has is not generous.

Pintus's guess was similar to Buenaventura's, that it would not take more than twenty minutes.

Of course, this does not mean that Chelsea will not be able to attack after twenty minutes.

But Chelsea needs to allocate physical energy reasonably, because there are still 90 minutes in the game.

If the attack lasts too long and the team consumes too much, they will lose their physical fitness early in the second half, which will be very fatal at that time.

Therefore, Hiddink will definitely consider the actual situation of the team reasonably.

They all guessed that Chelsea would slow down within twenty minutes.

Only then will Naples' defense be truly stable.

Gao Shen knew what was happening, turned around and walked back, continuing to stand on the sidelines directing the game.

He is very confident in his team, and he also knows that Drogba's goal is crucial to Chelsea.

Hiddink will not attack for too long because he will not let Gao Shen play the entire second half.

Even, to a certain extent, scoring only one goal is not beneficial to Chelsea.

Only by holding on to this one-goal lead can Chelsea gain the advantage.
Chapter completed!