Handsome position is not easy

Chapter 55 Porto's Mentors and Apprentices ([-])
Little Carrot's writing hand paused, looked up suspiciously, tried to restrain his excitement, and responded with a slightly trembling voice: "Andre, dear sir, my name is Don Andre Vilas-Boas .”

God, what a friendly and wonderful British accent. Mr. Robson's eyes are a little moist. It's been a long time since he heard such a pure accent. This little carrot's face is getting cuter with time.

"Are you from Porto? Are you a Porto fan? You speak English really well."

Boas cleared the table a bit, and asked Robson to sit opposite him: "Yes sir, I am a diehard Porto fan."

"It seems that you are not usually interested in football. Well, Porto, you are a good boy. After reading so much news, you should know who I am?" Robson pointed to the thick stack of sports newspapers and said kindly said with a smile.

"I adore you, Sir Robson, I adore you, I believe that Porto can regain the Portuguese crown under your command, I firmly believe in this!" Boas's eyes flashed, and he finally said to Mr. Robson Having said that, waiting for more than a week is not a waste of time.

Robson didn't put on airs of a world-renowned coach at all, and gently signaled Boas to lower his overly excited voice: "Calm down, my boy, this opportunity is rare, let's have a good chat. I happened to watch it a few days ago. When it comes to your tactical arrangement, Domingos Pacencia is at the top, you seem to have some ideas about him, are you interested in talking about it?"

"Yes, sir, I am very puzzled by your abandonment of him. Among the Portuguese players in Porto, his technical characteristics are very distinctive, and he has often played brilliant performances before. I have observed his movement, whether Whether it's front-top or recovery, they can play multi-level cooperation with teammates. Such a creative player should not waste his life on the bench. Ah, sorry, sir, I didn't question your choice, but I just feel a little pity. "

Boas spread out his notebook and flipped through it happily. In his formation layout, he could see that there were four thick lines next to the dot representing Dominguez, connecting the midfield and the two wings respectively.

Robson was surprised to find that this little carrot with a British accent was not just talking on paper. What he listed in his notes was not only Domingos' habitual running direction when he played, but also the number and success rate of passing with different teammates. It also contains a lot of detailed basic data.

This is no longer the level of knowledge of diehard fans. The level of professionalism is even close to that of some ordinary assistant coaches. The old Jazz can't help squinting his eyes and looking at Boas in front of him again. The young man's effort is far beyond his imagination. Little carrot, you are really not simple.

"I'm a little curious, Andre, what do you want to do by collecting information and recording these professional football data so hard? As a fan, shouldn't you enjoy football more purely?"

"The identity of fans is not my goal, Sir Robson, I want to create a micro-database of all players in the Portuguese League, analyze their strengths and weaknesses from various details, and the degree of fit when embedded in the technical and tactical system, I want to go deeper Enter the world of football, Mr Robson!"

Boas honestly expressed his thoughts. The two talked about a lot of football knowledge and ideas. Robson was shocked by his understanding and began to really appreciate this ambitious 17-year-old boy.

"Looking forward to our next conversation, little Andre, I'm sorry, it's a bit late, I have to go to the Asantas stadium to deal with things, as for Dominguez, I will have a good talk with him again, if successful He has to come here to thank you."

Mr. Robson looked at his watch and said, he waved his hand and walked towards the door of the cafe. Before Boas showed a little disappointment on his face, he seemed to remember something, turned back and pressed Boas. Ash's shoulder.

"Don't worry, young man, I remember your ideal, you will get a chance, the premise is that you keep working as hard as you are now, goodbye, Andre."

"Thank you, Mr. Robson." Boas nodded in a daze.

"You don't need to thank me. Children who work hard deserve opportunities. This is an undeniable truth in the world. I have a hunch that your future life will be brilliant. Work hard, child."

So from this day on, the story of Little Carrot has turned to a new chapter...

"Grandma, thank you..."

"Little Andre, I told you a long time ago that ladies don't go out so early. It's not your fault. It's not a gentleman's fault to be missed. You don't need to cry."

"Grandma, I told you I'm not on a date." Boas touched the corners of his eyes lightly and raised his head proudly, "Guess who I had breakfast with today?"

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A week later, at Robson's request, Porto hired 17-year-old Villas-Boas as a full-time staff. He became the youngest scout at the club and the youngest in history.

In this way, a teenager who was still participating in amateur games on weekends became the assistant of Porto coach Bobby Robson, and began to follow the old Jazz and Mourinho to watch the team's weekly training. Brought to the place where members of the coaching staff often meet, let him participate in a series of meetings about team development.

After Boas further showed his enthusiasm for football work, the old coach sent a recommendation to the FA and used his own contacts to introduce him to the Lilleshire coach training base to study.

Boas did not disappoint Mr. Robson's love, and soon got the UEFA C-level coaching certificate. The old coach entrusted the coach of Ipswich Town Club, which he had coached, to provide him with an internship in the coaching staff. Chance.

When Boas returned from the UK, Mr. Robson also arranged him as the head coach of Porto's U8 echelon, but these are all for later.

As for why Boas can be successful?Perhaps there is one thing that proves that the striker he discussed with the old coach-Domingos Pacencia, who won the league Golden Boot with 1995 goals in the 96/25 season, may really want to Thank you to that 17-year-old boy.

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In the 1993/94 season, Porto failed to qualify for the league championship, and Sporting Lisbon, who fired the old coach, did not get any benefits. Robson's team, which is still in the top position in the league, lost 3:6 to the derby rival Benfica under the leadership of Queiroz. , and handed over the championship to his rival in the same city who was originally underestimated.

But Robson is not a person who is willing to swallow the bitter fruit of failure. He led the Blue and White Army to win the Portuguese Cup. The opponent he defeated in the final was Sporting Lisbon who fired him. The head coach who sent it out by himself.

On the day of winning the championship celebration, the old man stood in the crowd. Inside his gray double-breasted suit was a sky blue shirt and a blue and white overlapping tie, all elements of Porto.

Sir Robson, who was full of relief, was cheered and carried on his shoulders by the boys under his command. He held up the hard-won cup trophy in his right hand, and on the other hand, he kept high-fiving the hands stretched from everywhere. The silver-gray hair fluttered in the wind, and the old man smiled happily.

Mourinho took off his upper body, leaving only the blue and white strips tied around his left wrist. He proudly clenched his fist and waved it. The muscles of his right arm shrugged, firmly supporting his mentor on his shoulder.He knows that the shame of footballers can only be washed away by football itself, so the pleasure of killing enemies at this moment is extremely intoxicating.

In the 1994/95 season, Porto regained the league title.

In 1995, Mr. Bobby Robson was diagnosed with a malignant tumor. The old man who was found to have cancer for the first time in 92 once again ran into the most difficult opponent in his life.

In the 1995/96 season, Porto defended the league title, laying the cornerstone of their epic five consecutive championships in Portugal's top league.

Many people know the later story. In 1996, Mourinho followed Sir Robson to Barcelona and started another journey. (PS: The year I was born, hehe)

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The pair of mentors and apprentices in Porto, who are like father and son, have left countless thoughts and fetters in this dilapidated but beautiful, heroic and gentle land.Sir Bobby Robson, an old man worthy of infinite respect, opened his arms to shelter and teach his young disciples. These touching stories are not only integrated into the blue blood of Porto, but also engraved forever In football history.

Under the warm and powerful old wings are two young birds that are growing rapidly, but no one has noticed that there is an unhatched egg hidden beside the stronger young bird.

No one knows what is dormant in the seemingly fragile shell, but there is already a sound of wind and thunder hidden in the egg...

PS: I will post some of my personal thoughts later, it has nothing to do with the plot, it is purely for chatting.

　Be cheeky and ask for collection and recommendation~
　　


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