"Alright boys, nice work out there". Tom said as soon as everyone entered the room. He had a small smile on his face when he saw the frustrated looks on the faces of his players. Even if he didn't really like the current scores, he couldn't complain about the change in mentality from his players. From feeling scared and anxious before the match started to feeling frustrated that they weren't in the lead. That was something no coach could really complain about.
"You all did well and created some good chances". Tom's gaze wandered over to where Casey and Jerome were sitting. The two of them felt his gaze and lowered their heads. They had missed two clear cut chances and felt like they were the reason why their team wasn't in the lead currently. "And I'm not mentioning any names but you have to do well and convert those chances. We're not in a game where we would be spoilt for chances. We're playing against Fucking Barcelona!"