song of the saints

Chapter 80 The future is yours

When Chen Zhun heard the final whistle, he was relieved. In the second half, he watched Niemi take the ball out of the goal again and again, and then kicked forward helplessly. He saw that the players were extremely disappointed. With an expression of unwillingness, he felt the helplessness of his own powerlessness.He needs to finish, he needs to get out of Old Trafford, but he needs time to change that.

Ferguson was very satisfied with the game. He was waiting for Chen Zhunlai to shake hands in front of the player tunnel. He saw that the young coach who was walking towards him was very calm, and could not find any expression of joy or frustration.

"Hey, young man, your tactical arrangement gave me a headache for a while. You still have a long way to go, and the future belongs to you." Ferguson said this to Chen Zhun while shaking hands.

Chen Zhun was quite calm when he heard the previous sentence, but when he heard the latter sentence, he suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu. "Ah, I remembered. Duncan said this sentence countless times, but the future is always in his hands. This sentence has also become a joke in the previous life." Chen Zhun looked at Ferguson's kind eyes, I thought to myself: "Old man, with all due respect, this sentence is a lie!"

"Good luck to Manchester United!" Chen Zhun thought so much, but replied with a calm face.

But Ferguson apparently still had something to say: "Are you free! Come to my office for a drink?"

Chen Zhun knows Ferguson's habit. After each game, he always likes to invite the opponent's coach to have a drink together, replay the game, discuss tactics, and make fun of life.

"Thank you for your invitation, I feel very honored!" Chen Zhun thanked the old man in front of him respectfully and accepted the invitation. Chen Zhun noticed a different look in Ferguson's eyes when he looked at him, looking forward to the answer Chen Zhun hoped that what Ferguson expected and what he thought in his heart were the same thing.

After Chen Zhun bid farewell to Ferguson, he returned to the locker room. The atmosphere in the locker room was not depressing, because the players knew the gap between them and Manchester United, coupled with the encouragement of the old players in the team, so they just treated the loss calmly. The real thing to face is the next game.They want to refill the spirit in their hearts and fight until the end of the league.

Chen Zhun applauded the players in the locker room, raised his hands and said passionately: "Guys!! You did a good job today, especially in the first half, you played great! Look at the picture of the Manchester United players A bewildered face, I feel relieved when I think about it, of course, we had some problems in the second half, we should also pay attention to the future games, we should thank Manchester United! It made us realize the gap between us and the strong teams, I also believe One day we will be as strong as them!"

The players listened carefully, and their hearts were full of excitement. The head coach always comforted everyone when he was most depressed, and reawakened hope for everyone. This may be the charm of the head coach. He always made decisions at the right time. right thing.

At this time, Chen Zhun pulled Li to the corner, and whispered to him, "I'm going to Alex Ferguson's place later, you and the team members should go back to the hotel first!"

Reed was not surprised, because England's head coaches all know Sir Alex's habit, and the coaches' association usually tells new coaches to let them visit Ferguson to know what the head coach should do.The ridiculous thing is that Alex Ferguson has been coaching the team without a license. In the end, UEFA had to let Ferguson take the exam and obtain UEFA's coaching qualification certificate. This was considered a joke at the time.

After Chen Zhun and other team members packed up and left the locker room, they came to Sir Alex's office.

Chen Zhun gently knocked on the door with his hand, and a familiar voice came from inside. "Come in!"

With a creak, the door opened with Chen Zhun's hand. Chen Zhun looked into the room and saw Ferguson sitting on a chair and drinking wine leisurely.Seeing Chen Zhun walk in, Ferguson pointed to another glass of wine on the table, indicating that it was Chen Zhun's.

Chen Zhun nodded and looked around. The most eye-catching thing was the famous portrait on the wall, to be precise, it was a photograph. The work "Menonagirder" created during the construction of the Rockefeller Building in New York in 1932 is called Liangshang Zhongsheng in Chinese.

The 11 construction workers were suspended thousands of miles above the sky. Their resting place was just a steel beam, and the abyss was beneath their feet. However, Chen Zhun could not see fear or despair on the faces of these 11 workers.They are doing their own things, smoking, reading newspapers, smiling, looking at the camera, taking it easy and looking at life with a smile.

"It seems that you also like this picture very much?" At this time, Ferguson had already walked in front of Chen Zhun, looking at this work for a long time, as if meeting him for the first time.

"You can see that they trust each other, are optimistic, and fearless. Isn't this the spirit that is needed on the football field! This work has inspired me a lot, so my Manchester United team is united, integrated, efficient, and full of courage!" Ferguson was still looking at the eleven people in the photo, talking to himself.

In Ferguson's eyes, perhaps he saw David Beckham, Ole Solskjaer, Eric Cantona, Paul Scholes, Roy Keane from these eleven people , Teddy Sheringham, Gary Neville, these players represent the spirit of the Red Devils, representing the spirit of never giving up.

Only then did Chen Zhun know the root of the spirit of the Red Devils. Indeed, Ferguson's football has pursued such a spirit throughout his life, advocating the whole, and always pursuing industrial simplicity and efficiency in tactics.

Only then did Ferguson wake up from his own world, and said to Chen Zhun next to him: "Sorry, David, every time I see this work, I will think of the past, you know, people always like to recall things when they get old. , I don’t want to fucking grow old!”

Hearing the swear words from Ferguson's mouth made Chen Zhun a little surprised. Although he often saw Ferguson spraying swear words in his previous life, he was still surprised when he saw it with his own eyes.

Ferguson slowly returned to the desk, poured some more wine, and then said to Chen Zhun: "Don't you think I invited you today just to drink and look at the paintings!"

Chen Zhun sat on the sofa, smiled, and said, "Is there anything else!"

Ferguson laughed loudly and said, "Young man! You are so young! When a head coach invites you during the winter transfer period, then most of the time it is someone who has his eyes on your team! Of course, this time is no exception!"

Chen Zhun still had a calm face, as if telling Ferguson that it doesn't matter if you poach all my players. This surprised Ferguson and asked, "Aren't you surprised?"

"I should be happy. A player who can be looked at by the Premier League giants must be world-class. I am very proud to have such a player under my hands. I want to know who it is?"

(End of this chapter)