17, the old man of the Red Devils
On the last day of June, at the Ernst Happel Stadium in Vienna, Spain lifted the Euro 2008 trophy with a narrow victory over Germany thanks to a goal from Fernando Torres.
Torres, Xavi, Iniesta, Puyol, Villa, Senna, Guiza, Cesc Fabregas, Casillas, Ramos, Silva, Alonso...... Spain's golden generation used their dizzying movement, passing and receiving to win their country's first title since winning the European Championship in 1964, and Spain's great chapter of dominance in world football officially began.
Despite missing the last two key rounds due to injury, with a hat-trick in the first round of the group stage and a key goal in the second round, Villa still won the Golden Boot award of this European Cup with four goals, and Qin Goode's account also rolled from 500,000 pounds to more than 580 million ......
Unfortunately, in this summer, the exchange rate of the pound against the yuan continued to fall, falling below the 1:10 mark early, and 5.8 million pounds could only be converted into 50 million yuan......
But...... Affected by the global economic downturn, China's economy in 2008 was not excited by the ongoing Olympic Games, especially in the first half of the stock market crash, so that hundreds of millions of shareholders of trillions of funds evaporated instantly, Chinese and foreign experts have predicted: "The global financial crisis has come." β
Qin Gude was not afraid, he made persistent efforts and took out part of the funds to buy 30 residences and shops in the imperial capital, and then spent more than 2 million yuan to circle a sea-view villa in the best residential area in Dalian - compared with the summer of 2007, whether it is the imperial capital or Dalian, the house price has dropped by a large margin......
Then he was thinking about whether he should give up the way to get rich on football lottery for the time being......
He feared that one day he would be shot to death by the men in black in some dark corner......
Anyway, in three or five years, the nearly 60 properties under the Qin family's name will grow to an unimaginable number, even if he marries 10 daughters-in-law, he will probably be able to afford it-
After studying TCM massage at home for nearly 50 days, Qin Goode, who was barely able to leave the school, returned to the British Isles again.
This time, he took the ball straight into Manchester United's Carrington training base.
"Hey, boy," some of the fat doormen stopped him, "the season hasn't started yet, it's too early to ask for the player's autograph, right?" β
'I don't want to sign an autograph, I just want to join the Academy. Qin Gude looked at this kind uncle.
The doorman laughed: "Hey, where are you from?" Have you ever kicked a ball? β
"I'm from China and I've been training since I was a kid." He didn't dare to say that he was from next door, otherwise he would have been beaten to death by the Red Devil's doorman. In order to gain trust, he turned the soccer ball under his feet and performed a clean and clean performance of his feet around the ball.
"Beautiful ball skills." The doorman whistled, "I can call the academy manager for you and if he agrees, I can let you in." β
"Thank you very much." Qin Gude bowed repeatedly.
"Hey, Brian, I'm Mike," the uncle mentioned the landline, "There's a cute Chinese kid here, he wants to join the academy team, I've seen his skills, the ball is very beautiful......" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other party.
He listened in silence for a few seconds before putting down the phone, then shrugged his shoulders and shook his head at Qin Goode: "Sorry, the youth manager is very busy now." β
It's busy right now...... It will be very busy in the future, and of course Qin Gude understands what the other party means.
Mike raised his head, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Chinese boy, if you can convince that old man, then you can get in." β
Qin Gude was stunned, and hurriedly turned around to look behind, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan drove over from the shade of the tree, and the window on the right side slowly rolled down, revealing a familiar and unfamiliar face.
He couldn't help but tremble, as if an electric current was flowing through his body along the meridians.
This is the monarch of the Red Empire, the emperor of the Red Devils of Europe, Alex Ferguson.
"Hey, Mike, long time no see." The old man stopped the car, his eyes swept over the Chinese boy, and greeted the doorman, "Are you fat again?" β
"Nonsense, I run every day!" The fat doorman replied with a smile, "Sir, this is a kid from China who wants to join Manchester United's academy. β
Ferguson's eyes fell on Qin Goode: "The affairs of the youth team have always been the responsibility of Brian, you know." β
"Uh......" Mike was a little embarrassed, he didn't even know why he was so active in recommending this Chinese teenager he was not familiar with to the old man opposite.
βsirοΌβ Qin Gude jumped over violently, and his voice even startled him.
The old man pushed the lenses on the bridge of his nose, and his gaze was very calm: "You want me to give you a chance?" OK. β
Qin Gude didn't expect the old man to agree so easily, and he was stunned for a while.
"Get in the car?" Ferguson tilted his head slightly, "Or, you ran with me?" β
He looked at his sneakers, which were already covered in mud and grass clippings: "I'll follow you, sir." β
Ferguson nodded and slammed the throttle.
Qin Goode kicked the football forward with all his might, and the whole person chased after him like an arrow from the string, and he didn't forget to turn his head and wave his hand back: "Thank you, Mike!" β
The chubby doorman rubbed his chin and muttered to himself, "This Chinese kid is much more cheerful than the previous one......"
The Mercedes slowed down slightly, and Ferguson glanced in the mirror, only to see the boy chasing the ball at full speed.
He couldn't help but click on the brakes: "The position with the ball is very natural, the way of handling the ball is skillful enough, and the speed is not slow, it can be seen that he has endured a long time of training......"
He lifted his foot and released the brakes, and slowly parked the car under the office building.
Qin Gude quickly caught up, and the distance of nearly 300 meters only made him sweat slightly.
"You're good with the ball, you've been practicing for a long time, right?" Ferguson beckoned to him.
"From the age of 12 to now," Qin Gude hurriedly ran over, and then made a brief introduction, "It's an honor to meet you, sir, I'm Gude Qin, 17 years old, from China." β
βGOOD-QINοΌ What position do you play? β
'Right midfielder, right winger, midfielder, right-back, my long-range shot is good. In Europe, if you are too modest, you are likely to lose a lot of opportunities
Ferguson nodded slightly: "You have been training in China?" β
"I trained at Dalian Shide Club for three years, you should have heard of this club, right?" Qin Gude asked tentatively.
"Of course," Ferguson smiled wryly, "Dong is from there, but he's gone this season. β
"That's a pity." Only then did Qin Goode know that his compatriots who had worked hard in Europe for five years had finally embarked on the old road of returning to China.
"You're a lot stronger than the average Chinese player, have you been trained in a European club?" The old man pushed his glasses, and there seemed to be a glint in his eyes.
Qin Gude hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't dare to lie in front of him again: "I have been training in the Manchester City youth team for a year and a half. β
"Manchester City?" Ferguson laughed, "You were kicked out by a Middle Eastern consortium?" β
He had no choice but to nod: "He said that I can't fight, and I have too many shortcomings, and I will only shoot from a distance by myself." β
"Turtles who sell oil, they really understand football?" Ferguson scolded, but then restrained his expression, "Chinese boy, why do you want to come to Manchester United?" β
This is simply the most common question asked by an interviewer. Qin Gude almost didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Because of you, sir!" I've been training at Manchester City, but I've been watching all the big home games for Manchester United over the past two seasons, especially the Champions League, and I want to ...... I want to be instructed by the Lord! β
The 07-08 season was one of United's most glorious seasons, Ferguson faced formidable opponents in both the league and the Champions League, but the tenacious Ferguson trampled them under his feet one by one, achieving another treble era for the Red Devils, and pushing Ronaldo to the throne of the European and World Footballer of the Year (of course, this was a few months later), which was undoubtedly one of the pinnacles of Ferguson's coaching career.
But the old man had heard too much praise, and he smiled, but he was still very strict: "I'm very happy, you want to play for Manchester United, but it's really difficult, unless you can change your nationality, join England or ...... Scotland. β
"Oh no." Qin Gude shook his head reflexively.
"So it's hard," Ferguson shrugged, "we have a damn labor certification system, and if you want to play for Manchester United in the Premier League, you have to apply for this thing, and only if you play more than 75% of the official matches for the national team in two years, and Dong waited three years to meet those conditions, can you wait?" β
"I don't know......" Qin Gude shook his head blankly: he didn't even know who the current head coach of the national team was......
"As for the other genius clause, it is only valid for the top 50 countries in the international rankings......" Ferguson glanced at him, "I'm sorry, as far as I know, the Chinese team is probably not in this range." β
Qin Gude still shook his head: he remembered that the Chinese team was now ranked around 100......
"Don't be too upset," Ferguson stretched out his right hand and patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Would you like to hear what I'm an old man to say?" β
"Of course!" He hurriedly raised his head.
"The English league places too much emphasis on physical confrontation, with the physique of East Asians, 17-year-old is really not suitable to step into the Premier League, it is easy to get injured," the old man retracted his palm, "Moreover, our youth training has not done well in recent years, I don't even know who can be like Ryan (Ryan Giggs), Paul (Scholes) and Gary (Neville) in the youth team now, and the current shape does not allow me to use too many young people to enter the first team, It's easy to get knocked out by the stars who have been famous for a long time. Oh, except for Liverpool, of course......" he did not forget to add.
Qin Goode nodded, indicating that he could understand the elder's explanation: In the later stage of Ferguson's tenure at Manchester United, almost no academy players could gain a foothold in the first team, just like Real Madrid and Bayern, such world giants need superstars who have become famous, and it is difficult for young teenagers to gain a foothold.
"Go to Germany, or go to ......Holland," Ferguson advised, "starting with the basics and learning how to be a good player." β
Qin Gude was about to nod, but the old man suddenly shook his head again: "Don't go to the Netherlands, I'm afraid life in the Netherlands is too open and exciting for you...... Let's go to Germany......"