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"It's okay to talk, don't get excited." The woman has been with him for so many years, so she naturally knows what he is thinking. After a few words, she got up and went out with Queiroz. Only Juan and Ferguson were quiet in the whole ward. looking at each other.

To be honest, Juan wasn’t surprised at all when the Sir called a name-calling conversation suddenly, and it was even reasonable. The only thing that surprised him was that the conversation came so late——

When he first arrived at Manchester United, he was ready to be called to have an in-depth chat, but after half a season, Ferguson didn't care about his retirement at all, which made him a lot easier.

And thinking of Juan, who has received all kinds of care because of the old man's thoughtfulness for more than half a season, he is ready to answer any topic he has.

However, Sir Alex just looked at the man sitting in front of him and blinked.

"Juan, do you really not want to play football anymore?"

Juan froze for a moment, and couldn't help laughing. "I thought you'd ask that question half a season ago."

"I wanted to ask a long time ago, but when you first came, anyone could see that you were discouraged by football." Sir Alex waved at him, motioning him to stop standing, sit down and leave. He came closer, "I'm afraid that just mentioning something casually at that time will really make you collapse because of it."

Juan was a little dazed. The old man in front of him had an unusually keen intuition. At that time, he really felt tired and wanted to give up football.

"But I seem to have underestimated you." Speaking of this, Ferguson was also a little relieved, "I saw you and Cristiano standing on the court for training the next day, and I knew you had come out temporarily. So you really Don't you think about coming back?"

His irrefutable strength, precise and vicious vision, good psychological adjustment ability, and strong environmental adaptability, and he has retired. It is really a waste to have such a talent not to play football!

"...Sir, I retired due to injury." Juan was very helpless. When he joined the job, he obviously brought a retirement certificate, otherwise Carrington would not let him in at all-people at this age would be even more so. Like a player who came to Manchester United to recommend me?

"Really?" The old man asked meaningfully. The old man without glasses looked at him calmly at this moment. Juan felt that he had nothing to hide, so he could only lower his head and listen to the old man's voice slowly speaking.

"Maybe when you arrived at Manchester United, you really planned to 'retire due to injury', but Cristiano changed your mind - the next morning, you can accompany him on the pitch for high-intensity training. It's a great irony for 'retired due to injury'."

Juan was helpless, he had already heard Sir Alex Ferguson's voice-over - the reason for his retirement is yet to be verified. "Sir... do you know about concussions?"

"I know, there are common diseases on the court." Using this as a reason for retirement is obviously not convincing, at least with Ferguson.

"According to the general situation, even if there is a brief loss of consciousness, the time is only a few minutes or even more than ten minutes, generally no more than half an hour, and most of the performances on the court are confusion or trance, or even unconsciousness. No coma."

The Sir nodded calmly. He naturally knew that the person in front of him had been lying in the hospital for a full week before waking up. This kind of long-term coma is not an exception. The biggest possibility is that the external force has already threatened the brain.

In other words, Juan, who was lying on the bed at the time, may suffer from apnea at any time due to a slowing heart rate, a drop in blood pressure, or other reasons-may be temporary or permanent.In contrast, Cassie, who was driving, was only frightened and slightly bruised. No wonder he felt so guilty.

"It seems that because of irreversible trauma, within half a month after regaining consciousness, I have been having headaches, nausea, dizziness, vomiting, and having some weird dreams. The curtains in my ward are always drawn, and I don't have any strength in my hands and feet." Juan pursed his lips, and within half a month, he lost weight rapidly, and although he was finally able to stand up, it was still very difficult to play football.

"It is difficult for me to concentrate for a long time, and my memory has become confused. The doctor said that these are the symptoms of the recovery period, but in the past three months at Manchester United, it is still difficult for me to sleep well every night. I will be irritable from time to time, and I am always worried that I will make some mistakes because of this, so I really appreciate you and Mr. Queiroz for taking care of me."

When he said this, Juan bent down and bowed to the lord. The lord accepted it without any grudges, but still frowned: "You mean it will still be like this now, insomnia?"

"It's much better." Juan replied after thinking for a while, "But thanks to the waking hours every night, I was able to get the third-level football coaching certificate so quickly." His statement is definitely considered modest, the British The third-level football coach certificate is the UEFAB coach certificate.

In England, the average time for a coach to go from level 2 to UEFA B level is 7 years. If three months of insomnia can make a big leap from unlicensed to level [-] coaching, then probably at least one in the UK Most football fans would rather lose sleep every day.

The B-level coach certificate is already the dividing line between professional coaches and amateur coaches. At this time, he will really start to talk about tactical psychology and diet details-of course, these Juan learned from the best coaches in the world.

Although the old man has never had a coach qualification certificate, who dares to ask him to take the test?

So the Red Devil boss, who didn't know much about the textual research, said lightly: "I don't know much about this, as long as you have the energy to keep up." After a pause, the old man was a little disappointed: "So, you can't play football anymore? "

Juan couldn't laugh or cry: "It's okay to play once in a while."

"How long is it once in a while?" Sir Alex persisted, "If it was only occasionally, Castilla would never let you retire so easily." In any case, he would at least sell it to get some money back, although a little money Also money!

"..." Juan was silent for a while and sighed. "Every four or five days."

"..." Ferguson felt he heard it wrong, "What did you just say?"

"One game a week, playing the whole game, there is no problem." Juan's voice was very calm, "Double or triple games a week may be a bit more difficult."

"you sure?"

"I won't lie to you." Juan was very sincere. "If I really wanted to lie to you, I would have just said that I am no longer suitable for playing football, wouldn't I?"

"..." Sir Alex was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Then why are you retiring?!"

Double matches a week is the standard schedule. A multi-line giant like Manchester United may have three or even four matches a week. However, according to the tactical arrangements of Manchester United and even Real Madrid, he can be used as a stable rotation player. completely fine!With his support, the team will definitely go further.

This time, Juan was also silent for a long time.

He didn't even know whether he should tell the old man in front of him, because everything happened in Real Madrid, or in other words, inside Castilla. The old man was the coach of the Red Devils, so he shouldn't know some things.

Ferguson could see his hesitation and took a deep breath.

"Is it true that when you were still recovering, Real Madrid decided that you could not play football, so they asked you to retire?" The player himself voluntarily retired after an accidental injury, which did not cause any damage to the club's reputation. Mandatory retirement is another matter.

Juan didn't speak, Ferguson took a breath and asked tentatively.

"Is this also the reason why you didn't stay in Castilla?" Even if the native Castilla captain retired, he must have enough prestige there. It would definitely be better for him to stay in Castilla as an assistant coach Much better to the British Isles.

"...Yes." Juan finally nodded with difficulty, and of course there were more reasons that Sir Alex didn't know.

Although he was in poor physical condition during the recovery period, even before he came to Manchester United, he was not very good, but that was compared to his previous physique.

Before Florentino came to power, he was the most promising player in Castilla after Raul, Guti and Casillas. Bosque trained him carefully and brought him to the first team. Exercise, he even played in the Champions League - together with Casillas, the two of them grew up together in the intensive schedule of the Champions League.

Until one time, Bosque found an excuse to send him back to Castile. At that time, Raul, Guti, and Cassie stood with him in Bosque's office and wanted to ask what was going on. The old man saw looked at him, and finally sighed.

"You will know in the future, I am protecting you."

——So Juan returned to Castilla until the day he retired, and shortly before his retirement, Bosque was also dismissed, and the relationship between them was beyond imagination.

The disheartened Juan came to Manchester United to "relax" under Jorge's arrangement, but ended up becoming Ferguson's third assistant coach by mistake. This has to be said to be fate.

Judging from his performance in the past half season, he has never disappointed Ferguson - even if he does not play football, he is still the most calm and calm person on the court.

Ferguson's eyes lit up: "Manchester United's No. 23 is still empty." Juan's number in Castilla is No. 23.

Juan sighed secretly: "I am Leidondo's disciple."

His lord choked.

Fernando Redondo... This person's temper can be said to be rare in football. He would rather refuse the call of the national team than be a substitute. His maverick and temper are actually very much to Ferguson's appetite, and he even appreciates it in his heart Such a player's——

Ran and egg.

Real Madrid's No. 00 defensive midfielder was "sold" to AC Milan by Florentino in 1700 at a super cabbage price of 9 million, and then he suffered a devastating trauma, and he did not start his career until September this year. First show.

Elegant and masterful as ever.

——To be honest, the moment he saw him return to the court to play, Ferguson turned around and wanted to offer an offer to Italy to bring him back, but he saw Juan at that time.

With Ferguson's experience, it is even impossible to describe the expression of the young man at that time, but since then, he has stopped buying Redondo... Then he began to encourage Juando to participate in team confrontation and simulated training, no matter what, he would do it at any time. Ready to play.

But after today's conversation, he didn't even give Juan any hope in the match.

Obviously, Juan is the same as Redondo, and their pursuit of perfection makes them unable to accept substitutes-not game substitutes, but psychological ones.

That's why Juan showed that expression that day when he saw Redondo sitting quietly on the bench and smiling, with his short hair neatly arranged?

Juan could feel the disappointment emanating from the old man when he lowered his head. He pursed his lips: "Have you figured out how to solve the coach's problem?"

"I can only let Smith do it." Sir Alex sighed, and subconsciously reached out to push the glasses, but then put them down. "There is no Queiroz in the lineup, you help him."

"Okay." Juan replied, hesitated for a while and said, "If, I mean if... Manchester United needs me, I will play."

"Don't talk nonsense." Ferguson impatiently wished he could slap the kid in front of him to death, "Manchester United are not embarrassed enough to need an interpreter to play!"

Juan blinked his eyes subconsciously - this is already a relatively good countermeasure, like Keane and the others, when they saw the expression of Sir Alex, they subconsciously shrunk their necks.

... afraid of being beaten.

"I mean." Juan said slowly, "Maybe you would like to give the little interpreter a place on the field?"

The author has something to say:

[Interlude a (considered) small science popularization]

At that time, Real Madrid had a superstar policy, and the old coaches were really able to save one by one and sent them back to the second-tier team. As a result, Real Madrid lost badly in 03, so they used excuses to drive the old coach away qnq Juan was sent back relatively early approved……

My mentor was fired, and I was retired. To be honest, if I were Ju Anan, I would guarantee that I wouldn't beat Lafayette to death...

Anyway, my personal character is - I don't know that it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and I'm going to slap my face heartily now!How much you humiliate me, I will repay you!Anywhere, anytime!

This is the author's idea, please don't give up the author qwq and his fattening, please accompany the newcomer coach Hu An'an to grow up together w

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Ferguson's dantian is so angry that a white crane spreads its wings: people are doing it, and the sky is watching. Retiring early will leave hidden dangers. I sincerely wish Manchester United well, and the Red Devils will stay safe!

Juan: [Stunned.jpg]

Sir Ferguson made Bruce Lee's starting gesture: The Red Devils are doing well!Come to the bowl, boy!

Juan: ...Please rest well! !