football's most handsome

Although the situation of Juan Dias is often reported in the newspapers now, as if he is so tragic now, everyone knows it well.

Juan Dias is having such a good time right now...

No matter how miserable the newspapers say, it is better to come to see him in person. Who doesn't know what Juan looks like now?

Ferguson was really worried when he first came, but he knew it immediately after seeing his expression and expression.

... This kid obviously has nothing wrong with him. He is in Iceland, but instead he caused chaos in Spain.

"My lord, why are you here?" When he sat down, Juan tried to show a relatively normal expression, while Casillas beside him was completely stiff—in fact, it wasn't just Juan who was frightened, but Casillas. So did Celias.

When Ferguson first came in, he was lying on the sofa ready to eat, and his appearance was as casual as he wanted, but as soon as Ferguson came in, he caught a glimpse of someone and rolled off the sofa almost immediately.

Casillas felt that he was really dying...

Fortunately, Sir Alex actually doesn't care about these things, and he can greet him friendly when he sees him. If Juan hadn't poked him, he probably wouldn't have reacted at this moment, and he was still standing stiffly. there.

Although the old man has never been Casillas' coach for a day, Casillas is still quite flustered...

Especially when the old man stood in front of him and swept a pile of snacks in front of him.

"You know, we're just here for vacation..." Juan said with a light cough.

"Of course I know," Sir Alex showed a half-smile expression, "The whole of Spain has been messed up by you and your agent, and you still sit here with an innocent face. Are you going to watch the show until the end?"

"Of course not." Juan looked serious, "Actually, I plan to control it remotely."

After a pause, Juan continued: "Actually, I also want to thank you for your reminder at that time, so that I can be mentally prepared."

Ferguson waved his hand: "I didn't expect them to move so fast at that time, and in fact I just heard a little bit of similar wind. When the senior management of Manchester United chatted with me, they only said a few words. I think it is useful for you. For you, I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

Juan replied: "Actually, if you hadn't told me earlier and prepared me mentally, I probably don't know what to do at this time."

"Okay, there's no need to say more polite words, your little friend is here too."

When the lord said this, he glanced at Casillas, which made Casillas a little frightened.

To be honest, Sir Alex has such a deterrent power.

Juan looked at Casillas beside him, and then at the lord in front of him, showing a helpless smile: "My lord, just say what you want to say, Igor is not an outsider."

——To be honest, Casillas almost jumped up when he heard this sentence.

How could he say that in front of Sir Alex!

Although it's not that this person has never done unreliable confessions, but the degree of shyness in front of many people in public is completely different from that of one person!

Especially at that time, Juan was facing it alone on the stage, but at this moment, it was the two of them facing it together...

Will Sir Alex be very angry?

Soon he realized that he was worrying too much.

Because the grandfather just nodded, with a very normal expression: "I know you two have a good relationship, and I plan to let Casillas avoid it, in fact, maybe I also want to talk to Casillas about this matter. .”

The two looked at each other, and Juan asked, "What's the matter?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Sir Sir waved his hand, with a look of indifference, "I want to retire."

"Is that so...wait?!!!" Juan didn't react at the beginning, but when he did, he immediately jumped up. "what did you say?"

"Can you be more stable?" Sir Alex gave him a reproachful look, and said calmly, "I said, I want to retire, so I need a successor."

At this time, both Juan and Casillas finally calmed down. The two looked at each other, and at the same time realized what he wanted to say.

—he wants a successor.

And Juan Dias is what he thinks is the most suitable successor.

Juan sighed and sat down, frowning: "You...why did you suddenly think of retiring?"

Ferguson frowned and thought for a while before answering: "It wasn't all of a sudden... When you first arrived at Manchester United in 03?"

Juan froze for a moment, and quickly recalled the situation at that time.

——He finally gained a firm foothold at Manchester United, and at the same time became Manchester United's second assistant coach.

Immediately, Ferguson had a heart condition and went to the hospital, while Manchester United's assistant coach Mr. Smith was sent to the stands by a red card because he got angry at the referee.

That was the first time Juan Diaz stood at the forefront, and it was also the first time Juan Diaz took up the pointer and embarked on the road of coaching.

No matter what other people think, 2003 was a very important year for Juan Diaz, and it was also a year that changed his life.

Seeing Juan's expression, Sir Alex knew that he knew it well, so he sighed and touched his heart: "You know... I have actually had two heart operations, although I can continue to Keep going, but why not take an early break?"

He has worked for Manchester United for more than 20 years, and it has been a long time if you count it.

"You also know what kind of personality your Aunt Casey has, don't you?" When Ferguson said this, the expression on his face was slightly distorted for a moment, and Juan laughed dumbly, then shook his head.

Of course he still remembers that gentle and strong aunt, and he even remembers everything at Manchester United.

He also knew that without the old man in front of him, he would not be what he is now.

Ferguson and Florentino, these two people are almost the same sentence, but the feeling they bring is indeed different.

"So you want to hand over Manchester United to me?" Juan paused and asked cautiously.

"Don't think you can become the head coach of Manchester United so soon, brat." Sir Alex glared at him, "You have to be my assistant coach for at least half a season!"

Juan couldn't help laughing. He knew that Ferguson was actually paving the way for him without any trace. With Ferguson's support and Juan's own ability, it was more than enough to master Manchester United in half a season.

I also have to say that the group of people in Manchester United are all my acquaintances. Basically, it must be a thousand times easier than the group in Real Madrid if they just scream.

... After all, how should I put it.

This group of people really has a psychological shadow in their hearts :)

Ferguson said so, obviously he really wanted to hand over Manchester United to him, Juan paused, and smiled wryly: "Grandfather..."

Ferguson knew what he wanted to say. In fact, looking at his hesitant expression, his answer was already clear. However, the old man is not a person who gives up lightly, so he continued to ask without giving up: "Why, what do you think of Manchester United? Not as good as La Coruña?"

"Of course not!" Juan shook his head hastily, "It's just Sir Alex... To be honest, I've never heard of any football club shareholder who can become the head coach of another club, which is basically impossible. Did something happen?"

"Indeed." Ferguson nodded, with a look of indifference, "But don't you have an agent? It's the second boss in La Coruna... a very capable young man who is almost going to fight with Rondo in La Coruna. Illo is fighting."

"Fight??" Juan didn't know about this, but he thought about Anthony's temper for a while, and he reassured that it wasn't actually a conflict of force. How to complete it is his employees' own business. For this aspect, compared with the process, he only needs to know one result.

Ferguson tirelessly began his own persuasion: "Yeah, since you have such a capable agent and didn't care about the team at all when you were coaching in Deportivo, why can't you change it at this time?" Should the local authorities change their mood?"

Juan looked at the countenance's expression and smiled wryly: "Grandpa, do you think this is appropriate?"

"..." Ferguson stared at him and stopped talking.

"To tell you the truth, I'm actually not idle here... As I said before, I'm just watching from a distance. After all, La Coruña is not suitable for me to go back to."

When talking about this, Juan sighed: "I am not very fond of the foundation of La Coruña, and I am also very unwilling to continue like this... So my agent and I made a calculation. It's a big deal."

"What?" Ferguson was a little disappointed when he heard him say "reluctant" at first, but he didn't mean to give up at all—who is he?He is Alex Ferguson, the King of the Red Devils, who never gives up easily!

However, he soon realized that he was wrong.

It's not anything else.

Juan smiled shyly and said, "We decided to take La Coruna and use it for ourselves."

"..." Ferguson opened his mouth wide, feeling a little dazed.

"Wait, I may have heard wrong, what did you just say?"