champion godfather

Chapter 784 Volume [-] Crimson My Successor

Let's turn the clock back to a little over three months ago.
Inside the visiting dressing room at Fulham's home ground, Cravennon Stadium.The Manchester United king is throwing a fit at his soldiers.
"You lost to Fulham! Huh? Fulham! How dare you lose to such an insignificant team and not score a goal! Look at your performance in the game! I dare Bet, whores who cost 110 pounds for half an hour are better than you! No fighting spirit! No aggressiveness! I don't see any desire to win in you! If you don't want to kick, tell me in advance , I will not sign up for you!"
Ferguson is 69 years old, and like Twain, he has a pacemaker buried in his left chest.But judging from his performance over the years, no one wants to believe that this energetic old man has such a thing.
At this moment, his complexion is rosy, but this is not necessarily a sign of health.On the contrary, those who really care about him now must be worried about the old man's heart.
For some days, Manchester United players have never seen Ferguson so angry.
Lost to Fulham in the away game, and the loss was helpless, and he raised his hands and surrendered early.From the result to the process of the game, the TV commentators were puzzled. They didn't know why this Manchester United team performed so badly in this game.
After cursing for a while, Ferguson suddenly stopped talking.His abnormal behavior attracted the attention of the team members. Some bold people raised their heads quietly and saw Ferguson sitting on a chair panting.
His face was still ruddy, but a fine layer of sweat had formed on his forehead.He just sat there in the chair, his shoulders shrugging with his breath.It looked as if he was exhausted.
"Go home, get back to your car." Ferguson waved his hand.
The players were relieved and got up and walked out of the locker room.
When everyone left and Ferguson was the only one left in the locker room, he was still sitting on the chair without moving.
The panting gradually subsided, the redness on his face subsided a little, and the sweat on his forehead was still there, but Ferguson didn't wipe it off.
This body is 69 years old, and now even cursing seems to use up all its strength, and then rest for such a long time.What would the bastards think of his aging?Think Ferguson can't control them anymore, so he can do whatever he wants?
He thought of the scene when Brian Clough left the city stadium sadly. He didn't want to leave the coaching position like that... He is a great coach and deserves a decent ending.
After resting for a while, Ferguson felt the strength return to him, so he got up and walked out of the locker room.
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Two days after the game, Manchester United chief executive David Gill, who works with the FA in London, received a call from Manchester.
It's the head coach Ferguson, but this time he didn't ask the club for money, and he didn't say which young and promising talent he was looking for and wanted Jill to arrange it... He didn't ask for anything, and he didn't say anything about it for two days. Before the accidental loss to Fulham for any explanation, he did not call specifically to chat with Jill.
He only said one sentence on the phone: "David, I'm tired. Find a successor."
David Gill was greatly shocked by this. In his mind, the FA meeting could not compare to this news.He immediately dismissed the meeting and took the fastest flight back to Manchester.He wants to have a face-to-face conversation with this person to see if he is playing for real.
Prior to this, Ferguson had repeatedly revealed his idea of ​​retiring.But some of them are just means for him to put pressure on the club, and some of them are sincerely dissuaded by the club.Ferguson has been at Manchester United for 24 years. He has long been integrated with this world-renowned club. No one at Manchester United has seriously considered the scenario of Ferguson not being there one day-they don’t think it will happen at all. I hope this old Scottish man can stay at Manchester United until he dies.
If Ferguson wants to use this to put pressure on the club, then Gill wants to know what he wants.If Ferguson really wants to retire, he will keep the old coach no matter what.We've managed to keep him three times and this time it was no problem!
After getting off the plane, Jill went straight to Carrington without stopping.In terms of time, the team has finished training, but Ferguson will not leave the training base so early.If there is no traffic jam on the road, Jill should still be able to catch up.In order not to fail, Jill also called Ferguson on the road, hoping that he would wait for him in his office.
Ferguson did not express any objection, apparently he also hoped to have a good talk with Jill.
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"What do you want again, sir?" Jill said to Ferguson who had been waiting for a long time in a half-joking tone before even taking off his coat.
"I'm not using retirement as a pretense this time, David." Ferguson sat on the sofa and crossed his legs.
"Are you serious?" Jill turned and stared at Ferguson.
Ferguson smiled: "I have decided to retire after this season."
"I've heard this many times, but I still hope you think about it..."
"I've heard what you said many times. After two days of serious consideration, I decided to call you."
"It's only been two days...the team needs you, Alex." Jill moved a chair and sat in front of Ferguson, looking at him.
"I'll be seventy next year, David. Don't you think it's cruel to ask a 70-year-old to continue working in such a stressful job?"
"Uh..." Gill had to admit that in terms of lip service, he couldn't speak for the head coach who once "beat all the invincibles in the Premier League".He hesitated for a moment, and decided to go another way.
"Don't you want to win another European Champions Cup? You once said to me that only one Champions Cup is your biggest regret."
Ferguson laughed: "Of course I hope, and I haven't given up that hope yet. Isn't this season over yet? I think it's very hopeful."
No matter from which point of view, Jill does not feel that Manchester United this season hopes to win the Champions League again.The team's performance this season has not been stable.That's one of the reasons he didn't want Ferguson to leave.
But now it seems that Ferguson has made up his mind to go, and he cannot be persuaded with a few words.
"Start looking for a successor now, David. You'd better decide before I retire. I don't want to see Manchester United lose its soul when I leave."
"Do you have any recommendations?"
"Over the years, there will always be a few of them..."
Jill obviously knew who Ferguson was referring to, and he called out their names one by one: "Mike Phelan?"
This is the current Manchester United assistant coach, Ferguson's confidant, the result of Queiroz's internal potential after he left Carrington.The advantage of Mike Phelan is that he comes from the Manchester United system and can fully understand the essence of Ferguson's personnel and tactics.
But Ferguson shook his head: "No. He is more suitable to be an assistant coach." After a pause, perhaps considering that it is a bit too much to say that his assistant is too much, he added, "At least he is not suitable for Manchester United's head coach now. candidate."
"So...Moyes?"
This time Ferguson thought about it for a while before shaking his head: "I'm not sure if he can do as well in this position as he did at Everton. You know, coaching a giant and an ordinary team are completely different jobs."
"Well, Roy?"
Ferguson continued to shake his head: "Let's think about him when he is 50 years old."
That means he is still too young.When he resigned from Sunderland at the beginning, there were certainly reasons for poor grades, but also because of too much pressure, which made Keane feel that things were out of his control.In short, he is not really ready to be a professional manager, let alone a Manchester United manager.He has said before that he hopes to succeed Ferguson to coach Manchester United, but he has never said that again in recent years. It seems that he has learned the gap between reality and ideals.
"Jose Mourinho?"
Ferguson glanced at Jill: "Do you think he will come?"
Jill shrugged: "How do you know if you don't try? What do you think?"
"If you can bring him in, of course I have no problem. It may take a while for Manchester United fans to get used to their new manager though."
"Okay, let's have an easy...Queiroz?"
"He has just renewed his contract with the Portuguese Football Federation for less than a year."
"Hey, Alex, you just have to say what you think of this candidate."
"I think he knows Manchester United best, but..."
"but?"
"Manchester United's results under him can be ups and downs, fluctuating a lot... Well, to put it simply. I think Queiroz is very suitable for Manchester United on a technical level, but mentally, I can't be optimistic about him. "
"Ah, look, Alex. There is no suitable successor, so don't mention retirement." It turned out that everything was deliberately set by Jill.
But is Ferguson so easy to submit?
"You haven't listened to my recommendation yet, David. Didn't you just ask me to recommend it?"
"You said."
"Tony Twain."
Jill's eyes widened. "It's impossible!" He almost didn't think about it, so he vetoed it.
"Is it impossible for us, or is it impossible for him?" Ferguson asked.
"Can you imagine him leaving Nottingham Forest?"
Ferguson stared at Jill: "I don't think you can imagine working with him."
Jill admits as much: "I wouldn't have had a good time working with him."
"Aside from your personal relationship with him, I think he is the most suitable for Manchester United. He is a coach with a championship tradition, he can bring the team victory, and he can easily get the trust and support of the players. Of course , Manchester United fans will definitely fall in love with this arrogant person as long as they get used to it for a while."
Jill's displeasure at Twain was indeed purely due to his personal perception - he hated Twain, not because he hated his character or speech, or anything else, but because he hated Twain.Ferguson can also be regarded as a very personal head coach, but he has his own sense of propriety.Tang En is purely a mad dog, he will use any means to achieve his goal.What a nice old man Keegan was...and that's how he bit him out of class.
Even though he can have a good time with Ferguson and Wenger, in fact, there are only a few people who like him, and most people hate him.In the relatively conservative circle of English football, he is too arrogant, too arrogant, too shameless, too shameless, too despicable, too maverick, too self-righteous, too self-righteous...
"He's not my type anyway. I always felt like he didn't belong in England, and he didn't belong in Manchester United," Gill said with strong personal feelings.
Ferguson acquiesced to that.He also knew that getting Twain to come to Manchester United was not an easy task. The difficulty was not with the club, but with Twain himself.From the numerous insinuations, Ferguson could tell that Twain had no interest in coaching a team like Manchester United.
It stands to reason that being able to coach such a wealthy team is the dream of countless coaches.It's like there is only one train in life, if you miss it, you can't turn back.But Tony is always rejecting his kindness, is he reluctant to part with the forest?
Ferguson was always doubting his loyalty to Forest.He has always looked down on the Forest Club, thinking that it is a small club no matter how many championships it wins.It is a pity that a very talented head coach is willing to tie himself to such a small stage, unable to display his skills... It is really a pity.
According to gossip, when Benitez led Liverpool for several years in a row, and spent a lot of money to buy him but could only play in the UEFA Cup, the Liverpool executives once thought of asking Twain to coach him.But in the end I don't know why it was canceled.
Maybe an idea with David Gill?
He doesn't belong to Manchester United, he doesn't belong to Liverpool, he doesn't belong to England, he doesn't belong to any... team.If one day he suddenly announces that he will leave Nottingham Forest, and then go home to enjoy the two-person world with his supermodel wife, Ferguson thinks that he may not be too surprised...
Such a strong and unique person belongs to him alone.
David Gill looked at the silent Ferguson, who was about to leave. "Okay, we will try hard on the person you recommend. My personal feelings are personal feelings. If choosing him is really helpful to Manchester United..." He shrugged, but in fact, he believed that Tang En would never accept it. Invited by Manchester United.
"The Ferguson I know is the man who never tires of pursuing victory." When leaving, Jill stood at the door still a little unwilling.
"That must have been me 40 years ago. Have we known each other that long?" Ferguson laughed, disabling his last effort.
Jill had no choice but to face this stubborn old man.He sighed and left.
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more than three months later.
Ferguson played the card of "my successor" in the psychological warfare with Tony Twain. Some people thought that he was just trying to disturb the morale of the Forest team, but Manchester United's top management and him were actually serious this time.
Before Dunn went to Glasgow, he received a call from David Gill.
"Hello, Mr. Tang En. I'm David Gill, the CEO of Manchester United Club. Can I hold you for a few minutes?"
Dunn couldn't figure it out - what did the CEO of Manchester United ask him to do?He instinctively wanted to refuse: "I'm just going out to the airport..."
"It's only a few minutes, I promise it won't exceed five minutes." Jill suppressed his inner dislike of Tang En, and went about his business.
Actually it didn't take 1 minute.
"Here is an attractive job contract, Mr. Tang En. We hope to hire you to coach Manchester United from next season. We don't ask for your answer right away, but we hope you will seriously consider it. This is my call, After you think about it, you can contact me at any time. Goodbye, Mr. Tang En."
Tang En stood at the door of the house holding the phone that was still ringing busy.Manchester United suddenly called me just to let me go to Manchester United to coach?

Hey, sir, isn't it psychological warfare?How to play really?
What's the matter?
(End of this chapter)