Chapter 53: Let’s Take the Three Points Home
Figo's struggle in attack was merely a microcosm of Barcelona's overall attacking troubles.
In La Liga, it's rare to face a defense so thoroughly executed. After all, La Liga is known for its strong entertainment value among the top European leagues, but, as with any league, there are always exceptions.
Mallorca is one such exception. Despite their less-than-impressive playstyle, limited support, and unglamorous image, they have consistently been one of the toughest nuts for the stronger La Liga teams to crack.
Facing eight full-time defenders and two part-time ones, along with a defense that resembled an iron wall in the penalty area, Barcelona's players were struggling. Even though Figo and Rivaldo possessed exceptional dribbling skills, with a defense that barely made any challenges but stayed tightly on their heels, they found it difficult to create meaningful chances. The boos from the Nou Camp crowd had been incessant since the second half began, but they did nothing to shake Mallorca's defense.
"From what I see now, things are looking good. At least with this defense, even a fully-committed Barcelona can't create many real chances. We'll have to rely on a spark of brilliance from the stars."
Jose sat calmly on the away team's bench, tuning out the loud boos and insults from the crowd, and focused solely on the game.
He was satisfied with the current situation.
At least for the first twenty minutes, Mallorca's defense had thoroughly contained Barcelona's attack, preventing them from creating clear opportunities. This proved one thing: Mallorca's defense was trustworthy. Especially in tight spaces, the veteran defenders' lack of speed and stamina didn't become a weakness, and their precise positioning and wealth of experience made it difficult for Barcelona to make any breakthroughs. The same tactic had neutralized Arsenal's offense earlier.
Looking over at the disgruntled Barcelona fans who expected Mallorca to engage in an all-out attacking match, Jose couldn't help but smile inwardly.
He would love to use an elegant attacking strategy for Mallorca, but given the circumstances—taking the job mid-season without reinforcements and with little time to set up a tactical plan—how could he go toe-to-toe with a team like Barcelona?
In Jose's mind, no matter whether you play attacking or defensive football, winning was the ultimate goal. And right now, with the resources at hand, he was more focused on achieving results.