Handsome position is not easy

Chapter 9 Under Pressure
The lock bolt of the heavy wooden door behind him clicked shut, and Garcia, who was in a trance, was awakened by the sound. After coming out of Coach Paul Mensa's office for a while, he was still outside the door thinking about the conversation just now.

Garcia walked towards his office silently and hesitantly, his heavy steps brought out depressing echoes in the corridor.

He just came to the Alcochet base, and when he knew that he was going to take over the U9 youth training echelon, he was a little happy, thinking that he would not encounter all the embarrassing situations before. Unexpectedly, even if he was just managing a group of children, the most worried thing would be Those things still happen eventually.

There were no frightening personnel transfers, nor imaginary threats and lures. Mensa just told himself to revise the daily assessment data of Jan and Pedeno before the big exam, and his expression and tone were the same as usual. peace.

Garcia tried to find out what was different about him from usual, but Mensa just finished his request with a smile, tapped his knuckles on the table, indicating that he could go if there was nothing wrong, then lowered his head and continued to review the workbook.

Everything was as natural as if he had just arranged today's training plan, or commented on the meals cooked by his wife. It was even so natural that Garcia responded to the task as usual.

After going out, he froze in place, with his fingers stuck deep in his hair and pressed against his scalp, he staggered and leaned against the wall before he stood still.

The whole morning, Garcia was sitting in the office in a daze. Mensa's request was not complicated. There were still a few days before the August exam. There was plenty of time. I just found out the results of the two people's exams and made a new one. , It will not even affect his normal work progress.

But what about after?

Garcia understands that Mensa's meaning is definitely more than that. The daily assessment results only account for 40.00% of the annual overall assessment. May not know about it?It's ridiculous!
He wants to take advantage of the upcoming exams to expel the two children, Jan Rodriguez and Pednio Salvadore, from the Alcochete base. Failed the annual examination.

Children who are eliminated because they fail the assessment are almost impossible to join the youth training of Portuguese clubs, let alone giants like Benfica and Porto, even their hometown teams will not accept them.

If you don't want to give up football, you can only go to the echelon of low-level league teams to develop slowly, or even mix in community clubs, struggling in the gray boundary between professional and amateur.

His neighbor, Laputa, was an apprentice baker who played midfield for the Mill Street Gries Factory team on holidays and days off.He once told Garcia that this part-time job does not have much salary and bonuses, and he was rewarded by the boss after winning the game-drinking three glasses of beer at Papa Don's Tavern.

What about Jan and Pednio?Can they bear the future life to become like that?
I work hard in the factory, and only have time to touch the football I have been fighting for since I was a child on the rest day. I fight with the fat and greasy uncle and get covered in sweat. I feed the ball to the picky and narrow-minded team owner and watch him spit out cakes. The ball-blind family members who were booing on the sidelines scolded their heads bloody. When the sneakers were kicked, they took the hoops a few times. They looked tattered and were reluctant to buy a new pair.

And all this for a few free beers?

If you listen to Mensa's actions, maybe their lives will be ruined by yourself, especially Jan Rodriguez, who performed so well in the last confrontation training, he is definitely a good seed, if he can be well trained, say Maybe he can really become a good midfielder.

Pedeno also worked hard enough. Although he is not tall and not strong enough, he still continues to improve his defensive ability to match the position of the midfielder assigned to him by the coach.

Garcia recalled the way Pedeno came looking for him during that conflict, his eyes were full of anxiety and hope, and when he ran to stop Dufflar and others, he was like a cub hiding beside a mother beast Like my son, cunning and proud.

He clearly remembered the smiles of these two children, he remembered the smiles of all the children in the Alcochet base, but what could he do this time?

It is foreseeable that, if you do nothing, or do nothing, there is no need for Davlar's father, Mr. Luigi, the big director of the club, to come forward. A word from Coach Paul Mensah is enough. You have to lose this hard-won job.

Garcia's mind was at war with man, and he thought of many possibilities, and even thought of going to the club to report Mensa.But when he calmed down, he understood that Mensa's prudence would not leave him any chance. Even if exposing the matter could make them restrain themselves a little and help Yang and Pednio pass the annual assessment, they would be able to do so after a while. Drive them away, and clean up yourself by the way.

Wanting to overthrow a youth training director and coach who has a UEFA A-level coaching qualification certificate, as well as a powerful director of Sporting Lisbon, for a young assistant coach of the youth training team like him, it is simply difficult, even for the club Mr. Sousa Sintra, the chairman of the board, does not have enough reasons to directly dismiss these two, which is also very unlikely.

Garcia still lowered his head. The weight of work and life is enough to destroy the moral balance in many people's hearts. He is just an ordinary person, so he can only choose to help himself.

As for the two children, who can help them?Mr.president?Heh, after working in Alcochet for a few months, I only saw Mr. Chairman once at the club’s working meeting. Is it not a dream to ask for his help even though I haven’t met?

Garcia frowned tightly against the corner of the table, and pressed his fingers on his temples, as if he wanted to press down the bulging veins and despair together, but he was still thinking, thinking about the way out of the dead end.

Apart from the chairman... Apart from the chairman, who else can take care of, and dare to take care of the dirty things in the team, who can give those two children a glimmer of hope?
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In class, Jan and Pednio listened carefully to the teacher's explanation of English grammar, unaware that the heavy pressure on them had come silently, and it was on Lavin Garcia's head first.

During the break between classes, Davral leaned on the chair, spinning his Montblanc pen in a bored manner. When he heard Ricardo and others talking about sneakers behind him, he reluctantly became interested and talked about the clover with them. New sneakers.

"You guys, do you know the new product of Copa? Nonsense, of course it is the black one. I heard that many stars are using it."

"Davlar, if you want to buy a size that we can use, then you can only order it. No matter how good the sneakers are, I'm afraid of trouble."

"Yeah, the custom-made ones fit well, so there's no need to change them."

"I would like to change it. Now these pairs are a bit cramped, which affects my performance. If it weren't for these shoes, I would have hit Rodriguez that time and couldn't get up for a long time."

Davral chatted excitedly, licked his lips and said: "Okay, okay, just based on your words, I covered all of our shoes, my dad promised me yesterday, the highest quality of Copa Mundial, pure Made to order by hand, you guys will go directly to my house, and contact there immediately after the measurement."

Just as he was complacently enjoying the compliments from his friends, Davral slapped his thigh and remembered another matter, and called Ricardo, Costa, and Tamaro to approach him, and said in a low voice: "You guys mentioned I just remembered this little bastard Rodriguez, you didn’t see each other yesterday, so I just made it up, made my dad so angry, and asked my third uncle to go to Mensa today.”

"Coach Mensa? Why are you looking for him? Can he just drive those two poor people away?"

"Our Alcochet base has regulations. Students cannot be expelled at will. Coach Mensa can't control this matter."

"Is Mensa reliable? Don't make an accident and let the club find out about us!"

Ricardo pushed the people around him, and said, "Go, go, what do you know? Now that Davral said it, this matter is not that simple. Do you think they are all the same as you, with single-cell brains?"

"Look, Ricardo is smarter than you guys. If you don't know, at least you don't talk nonsense. You think the Alcochete base is run by my family, and if you say you want to evict people, you evict them? Of course, you have to use some tricks." Da Feral had enough of the curiosity of a few guys, and seeing them scratching their heads in anxiety, he chuckled, and then said: "The old man Mensa manages the first team of the youth training team. He has many ways to do it." Okay, we've been thinking about it, and we can't think of any tricks he can use. So, the matter will be settled as soon as we hand it over to him. My dad promised me well, the big exam is coming, the two little ones You bastard, get out now!"

"Davlar, you have been talking for a long time, but I didn't understand how to deal with them. I don't know anything. It's too boring."

"Yeah, Rodriguez wanted to show off and offended our brothers, so don't make him angry!"

"Don't, don't, Alcochete base is not opened by your family, but coach Mensa belongs to your family? Is he so obedient, you can punish whoever you say?"

"Yes, the old man is actually quite powerful. You can see that assistant coach Cesar is usually fierce, and he is not respectful in front of him. It is not as easy as you said."

Davral couldn't hear anyone doubting his words, and he was about to get angry when he curled his mouth. It was Ricardo who saw it clearly, and said in front of him: "Davlar, everyone is also curious, there is no other meaning, don't you Take it to heart. But that old man Mensa really listens to your father? Doesn’t he usually not care about our U9 echelon? "

With Ricardo rounding the field, Davral turned pale and said, "Don't be convinced, no matter how harsh the old man Mensa is? He still has something to ask from our family, my dad can help him Busy, how dare he face each other coldly? Don't worry, when I want to drive the two little bastards away, I have to play them around and make them kneel down and beg us. Yes, give them a little hope first, and then ruthlessly Stomp hard and smash it to pieces. Also let the remaining poor ghosts know who can mess with who in the base and who can't, and if you want to get the limelight, you'd better see whose place it is!"

Everyone was still a little puzzled, their curiosity tickled their hearts like a bug, and they couldn't help but continue to ask the bottom line: "Davlar, don't just say a few words, what did old Mensa beg of you? Is he so obedient?"

Davral crossed his arms with a proud face, squinted at the crowd and said, "Baby? Of course it's the handsome position of Sporting Lisbon."

　The second is more spicy!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)