Born to be a coach [soccer]

"Jingle Bell--"

The alarm clock rang and was pressed again.Not long after, the person suddenly jumped up from the bed, saw the time clearly, and couldn't help cursing, "Are you going to be late again?"

There was no time to eat breakfast, Vardy went out immediately, drove the car lent to him by his family, bought a hot muffin and a cup of coffee before going on the highway, ate it quickly, filled his stomach a little, and then Drive to the company.

He's a technician who fixes and adjusts prosthetics -- a job that's done with great love, where every little detail is enough to make another person's life in the world more complete and meaningful.But it's clear that he has more passions to do.

"Jamie, what's the matter, there's another game this afternoon?" Seeing that he wolfed down a sandwich and was about to rush back to the workbench, the colleague couldn't help asking.

"There's a game..." Vardy hadn't finished chewing his sandwich.

"I don't understand, but it's just a weekly salary of 30 pounds. You can do whatever you want in your free time, and you can earn more than this!" His colleagues didn't quite understand Vardy's "career" , but his concern for his friends is very sincere, "It's a cold day, the game in the afternoon, playing in the dark, you have to be careful not to get hurt!"

"Thanks!" Vardy finally swallowed the sandwich, "I just like playing football!"

"Forget it!" The colleagues here are all bad friends. Hearing him say this, some people laughed, "Xie Wednesday terminated your contract. Iron Man is an amateur team, don't tell me you are still doing it A professional player's dream!"

Vardy didn't answer the question: it wouldn't be fun to take it, because Sheffield Wednesday did release him when he was 16 years old.Since then, his life has been the same as "most people", going to college, and then finding a job...Professional players and so on may really be just a dream!

But he will never admit defeat: "Who said that? I can tell you that many professional players are working part-time before joining the professional team...Klose, have you heard of it? The German team, you have to The one with the Golden Boot, he was just a carpenter before joining the professional team!"

Immediately someone reminded him: "Hey, boy, don't mention the German team!"

It is really annoying that England, the birthplace of modern football, can't always beat the Germans in football.

Some people also said ironically: "Okay, Jamie, we will wait to see when you play in the World Cup and European Cup. It would be even better if you can win the German team!"

Valdy stopped talking for a while, walked back to the workbench, and continued to correct a prosthetic limb.The ideal is full, the reality is very skinny, what about the national team...he is not even a professional player now!

After finishing the work at hand, Vardy hurriedly handed over to his colleagues, jumped into the car by himself, and drove to the Iron Man's home stadium seven miles away from Sheffield.It is said to be a home court, but it is actually a standard stadium, plus a small row of stands on one side of the stadium, and there are not many spectators.For tee off at 05:30 pm, there were lights around the pitch, just bright enough to illuminate the pitch.

But Vardy still likes to play football very much.As long as he is on the court, he can keep running, keep focusing, and always look for opportunities to shoot.He played nearly 100 games for the Iron Man and has scored fifty or sixty goals.In the local area, he is also a little famous.

However, in the end, he was just an amateur player.

Strange to say, during the intermission, as he walked towards the lounge, he passed a few unfamiliar faces.One of them is young and handsome, with dark hair and glasses, and looks like a foreigner, and the other is a middle-aged man with a beer belly and a Mediterranean.

When Vardy passed by them, he heard the middle-aged man saying to the young man beside him: "It can be seen that he has undergone orthodox football basic training, and Sheffield Wednesday's youth training is not for leisure."

Vardy couldn't help but raised his ears, and a thought flashed in his mind: Is this a scout?

But it is rare for young people to be scouts, and only the beer belly and the Mediterranean have this possibility.

In the second half, Vardy scored a goal for his team. When celebrating, he did not forget to run two steps in the direction of the "scout".When it was close to the end, Vardy scored another goal at the buzzer and scored twice. When he was about to celebrate, he suddenly remembered that he had promised his family today that the car would go back early, and the family still needed to use it—— It is already late.

So Vardy didn't care about any celebrations, he directly greeted the referee, let the referee blow the final whistle, he went straight to the locker room, changed his dirty jersey, put on his coat and ran into the car .

He only heard someone calling him behind him: "Mr. Vardy! Take a step to speak!"

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry!" Vardy couldn't care less, and rushed towards his car.

"Just 5 minutes!" shouted someone behind him.

"Not even 5 minutes! It's already late!" Vardy continued to run forward.

At this moment, a young voice sounded behind him: "Do you want to become a professional player?"

These words seemed to have magical powers, and it actually made Valdy stop the car, and the buzzing in his ears was still echoing with that clear voice——

"Do you want to be a professional footballer?"

The young man he saw earlier came from behind at this time, smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Dude, don't waste your time, here is the address and phone number of my team, I hope to be at the football team tomorrow." See you at the team's training base."

A business card was stuffed into Vardy's hand.

"Hey, didn't you say you were in a hurry?" the "Beer Belly Mediterranean" smirked and said from behind.Vardy's face became hot, and he quickly lowered his head and ran into his car. His hands trembled a little when he started the car, and he even wanted to touch the business card in his pocket at any time, wanting to see if it was real.

The next day, Valdy really came to Sunderland on the northeast coast, and found Guangming College according to the address on the business card.Until he sat in front of the strangers he met yesterday, Vardy still felt that he was dreaming.

Can become a professional player?

"We saw the game you played yesterday, you have great potential. I don't know if you would like to sign with the team and join the first team of Sunderland."

The dark-haired young man smiled.

"You...you can be the master?" Vardy couldn't help asking.He immediately regretted it, and felt that he seemed to have said something wrong. In order to cover up, he pointed to the "Beer Belly Mediterranean" next to the young man, "I thought this was..."

The meeting room was suddenly filled with cheerful air. "Beer Belly Mediterranean" didn't know whether he was angry or funny, his face was swollen like a pig's liver.

The black-haired young man reached out and pushed the tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile, "I forgot to introduce myself, I am the head coach of Sunderland. My name is Anton."

In this way, Jamie Vardy, with a "huge worth" of [-] pounds, transferred from the Stockbridge Park Iron Man to Sunderland and became a professional player.

Just before Vardy joined, on the evening of January 1, Anton had won his third league victory after taking charge of Sunderland. The team won 27-1 at home against the visiting Crystal Palace.

Three days later, on January 1, Sunderland visited Leicester City in an away game. They defeated their opponents 30:2 and won their first away game in the league since Anton took office.

Counting the 27 games played in the FA Cup, Anton's team has achieved two wins and one tie.So far, Anton has led Sunderland to a total of seven consecutive unbeaten games.The team has a total of 30 points after 5 rounds, and the FA Cup has also entered the fifth round.

"There is no doubt that Sunderland has basically got rid of the danger zone of relegation. This result is enough to explain to the fans. Obviously, Anton has secured the position of Sunderland's head coach, and he is bound to win the British Championship in January. The title of best coach is in the bag."

The media summed up Anton's achievements in the past month since he took office.A month ago, they obviously did not expect such a result.

At this time, the "Mirror" publicly shouted to Ruben Smith, the executive editor of the "Daily Mail", "What do you think of Sunderland's record this month?"

Ruben responded unceremoniously: "Haven't you heard of the 'three fires for new officials'? You know, every new coach will go through such a period of time. Sunderland players are afraid of losing their jobs under the new coach. position, and even lost their jobs, so everyone did their best to make Sunderland undefeated during this period."

"However, what does it mean to be unbeaten in seven games?"

"Sunderland currently has two fronts. One is to move forward in the Championship and strive for promotion; the other is the FA Cup. They are still far away from the top of the Championship, and the FA Cup is bound to be on the way to the championship. There are many thorns. From this point of view, Sunderland's best result this season will be to win a mid-table seat in the British Championship, 'no desires, no desires', in order to run the lineup and fight for promotion next season." Ruben said in the asserted in his personal column.

Sunderland fans quit.Under the call of several backbones of the fan forum, the fans pooled their money together and published an advertisement in the "Mirror", directly appealing to Ruben and the "Daily Mail": "Do you dare to make a bet? "

The bet is simple: the FA Cup and promotion, as long as Sunderland can complete one of them, Ruben must publish a complete "bright feature" in the "Daily Mail" dedicated to Sunderland. Lan, telling the great history of this club, and the ups and downs and hard work of the club this season.

Reuben sat in the editorial department of the Post and was worried: I knew he shouldn't be so cheap and write that improvised article, but now he has caused so much trouble.

But in all fairness, among the bets, if Sunderland can really complete any one of the two items, it will definitely be big news worth reporting.And it will also be good for the sales of newspapers: Ruben felt that if there were such a series of "Brightness Special Issues", wouldn't everyone in the Sunderland area have a copy?

So Ruben went to the editor-in-chief for instructions, and later agreed to the bet in his column.He got a reporter who had just jumped ship to the Post, and Ruben asked the newcomer to collect information first, just like he ordered Jack.He pointed to Anton's profile picture on the computer screen and said, "Look clearly, this is the man. I want you to dig three feet into the ground and dig out all the secrets about this man that you can find!"

Seeing Anton's handsome face, the newcomer was shocked, nodded and said loudly, "Yes, Mr. Smith!"

That's a great attitude - Ruben thought, reaching out to pat the newcomer on the shoulder and asking, "What's your name? Where did you work before?"

"My name is Mark Garry, and I used to be at the... The Sun!"