kingnovel Chapter 5 The Player with an Awakening
Chapter 5 The Player with an Awakening
Chris, a native of Burton.
Li Yanqing didn't go to him directly, but after getting his phone number, they arranged to meet at a small bar.
It would be impolite to interrupt someone's work, and it wouldn't be a wise move for Li Yanqing either.
Being a head coach is a very complex job; simply devising tactics is not enough.
The club is facing many problems: insufficient strength, low morale, and a lack of unity.
He was all too aware of his disadvantage: he was simply too young.
He's not even as big as those players, so who would be willing to listen to him?
This assistant coach will be a very important helper.
"To be honest, I was quite surprised." Chris arrived as promised that evening.
He never expected the new head coach to be this kind of person.
Li Yanqing was used to it; whether it was Ibrahimovic, Robinson, or Chris in front of him, they all had the same reaction.
Perhaps only Mourinho truly believes he can succeed.
"No surprise, Chris, you'll get to know me eventually."
"Okay, so what are your plans? I'll help you."
To Li Yanqing's surprise, Chris showed no resistance to her coming to take his place.
"Don't look at me like that. I tried, and I failed," Chris shrugged, explaining with a hint of helplessness.
Anyone who watched the previous games knows that during his time as acting head coach, the team's record remained poor, with no improvement whatsoever.
"We will have a very pleasant collaboration..."
The next day, Li Yanqing and Chris arrived at the training ground together.
The two talked all night, and Chris was completely shocked by the young man's ideas.
In Chinese parlance, it means to be put in a desperate situation and then you will survive.
But in Britain, I've never seen anyone stab a seriously injured patient again.
However, he had no objections, since the situation couldn't possibly get any worse.
"Very good, we're already five minutes over time, and none of our players have arrived yet."
Li Yanqing stared at the stopwatch in his hand, looking quite interested.
Chris sighed helplessly.
People's hearts have long since fallen apart; he'll be thankful if no one is more than half an hour late today.
Two minutes later, the first group of team members finally arrived, led by their captain Bradford.
The first team has a total of 25 players, and now there are 13.
Great, more than halfway done.
"Coach, who is this? It's not appropriate to have outsiders visiting right now..."
Before Bradford could finish speaking, Li Yanqing interrupted him.
"I will introduce myself once everyone has arrived. Now, please line up in a row, Captain."
Bradford glanced at Chris with a puzzled look, and only after the latter nodded in acknowledgment did he lead his men to line up in a queue.
After another twenty minutes, most of the players had joined the team.
Only one is missing: 19-year-old team darling Choudhury.
Li Yanqing didn't intend to wait any longer and immediately began his lecture.
"Everyone, I am your new head coach. You can call me 'boss,' 'boss,' or 'coach,' it doesn't matter."
"Anyway, I didn't expect you to win."
"You need to start from scratch, beginning with attending training sessions on time."
Li Yanqing dealt them a heavy blow, and then divided them into several groups.
"Those who are less than ten minutes late will be punished by running one lap every minute."
"If it takes less than half an hour, you'll be punished by running two laps every minute, and you won't be playing in the next game."
"As for the one who didn't arrive, tell him he doesn't need to come. He can go to the second team!"
Most of the players' expressions changed drastically in an instant, clearly not expecting to encounter such a tough coach today.
"What if I say no?"
A player walked out of the queue with a nonchalant expression.
It was Pamo, the midfield core whom Li Yanqing considered a cancer to the team, just like Choudhury.
"You look to be about my age. May I ask how you became a coach?"
"With this delicate, fair-skinned body?"
Palmo's words caused the players present to burst into laughter, showing absolutely no respect for the head coach.
Li Yanqing chuckled softly.
Mourinho once told him that, compared to normal people, most players are not mentally mature enough, especially those who became famous at a young age.
That was absolutely right.
“That’s very ironic, Palmer.”
"I think you should work for a newspaper instead of playing football here."
"So, you can go to the second team now."
As it turns out, Pamo really didn't care about Li Yanqing's actions.
He simply patted his behind and left without a second thought.
"He's the core of our offense, Lee. None of us can replace him," Chris whispered a reminder.
In fact, it is precisely because of this that Pamo dares to act so recklessly.
After all, it seems impossible not to use him.
He doesn't care about a temporary coach; sooner or later he'll beg him to play.
"In my opinion, there are many irreplaceable players, but none of them are named Palmer, Chris."
Li Yanqing shook his head, his attitude firm.
In his opinion, Chris is a good person, but definitely not a good head coach.
His mild-mannered personality and "nice guy" demeanor meant that almost no one on the team listened to him.
"Now, start running!"
"Otherwise, I'll send you all to the second team and have them replace you."
"Anyway, whoever goes first will lose!"
Most players still have some sense of shame.
Once the troublemakers are dealt with, they naturally become obedient.
"Chris, please keep an eye on them. I have something to take care of."
Leaving behind these infuriating players, Li Yanqing went straight to the youth training ground.
To punish the first team, the squad that can still play in the next game may not be able to field a complete lineup.
Especially in midfield, he sent the two seemingly most talented players to the reserve team.
Therefore, we need to find a few people to fill in.
The head coach of the youth training team is named Rhein, a big bald man who is easy to recognize.
Li Yanqing found him very quickly.
The other party didn't say much, but directly pointed out a few young men.
Most of them were blank and unremarkable, but one person still caught Li Yanqing's attention.
Name: SiFrancis Quinn
Age: 16 years old.
Status: Preference.
Fatigue level: 5%.
Probability of injury: 1%.
Entry: [The player who has an epiphany]
I don't know what this kid ate to grow up like this; he's only sixteen and already quite strong.
Moreover, he had never seen this kind of term before among the players he had encountered.
What is a player who has an epiphany?
The kind where your combat power suddenly increases dramatically after an epiphany?
It's not clear yet, but it will definitely be collected.
"I want him, and..."
Li Yanqing watched their training for a while and selected three people, including Quinn.
All of them are midfielders.
As for the quality, it's hard to describe in a few words.
They were in pretty good form.
Rhine's expression didn't change much, probably because he felt that he would only ruin the excellent young people here?
Li Yanqing didn't bother to say anything more to him; he just wanted the other party to cooperate with his work.
He's currently obsessed with being a "sudden enlightenment player."
What exactly does this term mean?