Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Dream Chaser

There were three minutes of stoppage time, but as early as the 80-odd minutes, the Luton fans were already in celebration.

With a 4-1 lead, Luton's defence was so solid that there was no way for the opposition to turn the tables in the last few minutes.

The footage of the TV broadcast was also frequently given to the stands and to the head coach Gao Bo.

Even the opponent of today's game, the Daning Port team, did not have the mind to play, they reversed the ball at the back, and Luton simply did not grab it. Daningham knew that as soon as they had the idea of attacking forward, Luton's players would pounce on them and their pressing was very effective, and the Daningham players found themselves with several Luton players around them wherever they got the ball.

It's as if Luton Town weren't eleven players, but twenty-two.

This sense of powerlessness made the port of Daning despair, and they quickly gave up.

Today is Luton's celebration, and it seems that it is difficult to play the role of spoiler.

The stoppage time was not fully filled and the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game. The Daning Port players did not come forward to protest either, and it was time for Luton to celebrate, as they soon left the Wardway Stadium from the players' tunnel.

And at this time, it was completely boiling in the stadium.

Not just at the stadium, but elsewhere in Luton, in bars large and small, fans raised their glasses.

"Hooray!!!!!!!

The players on the field raised their arms as they rushed to the side of the dugout and celebrated with the coaching staff.

I don't know who proposed it, but soon Gao Bo was carried by the players and thrown into the air.

"Gao Bo completely conquered these players, and it only took him two months to complete the absolute control of this team. He was the best coach in August and September in the second division, and if nothing else, the best coach in October would be Gao Bo. Lightkinson looked at Gao Bo, who was surrounded by the players, and exclaimed.

When Gao Bo stood up with a pale face, the players dispersed in a hurry.

"Looks like tomorrow's holiday is going to be canceled!!"

Gao Bo, who was scared enough, thought viciously.

"From today onwards, all teams in the second division must pay attention, and there will be a monster in the league next, a monster that grabs points!" Letterkinson announced.

The bottom 1 and bottom 2 teams in the second division will be relegated.

Luton Town were deducted 30 points and now they have used 10 league games to chase down the points to zero and fill the hole. And now after ten rounds, the two teams in the relegation zone, the penultimate Grimsby are four draws and six losses, only four points, and the second-to-last Barnett is only two wins, one draw and seven losses, and only seven points.

Twenty-second Accrington and twenty-third Morecamby, both teams are very close to the relegation zone, with only eight points on their hands.

In this way, Luton's celebration is indeed not excessive, they are only a few points behind the relegation zone, and with Luton's performance this season, there is no problem with relegation.

Looking at the reveling players around him, as well as the excited fans in the stands, Gao Bo was satisfied.

It was the beginning of his coaching career, and it was a small success. He brought out of despair in a team of despair, he was in this team, he had unlimited power, he could live up to his ideals in this team.

Luton was like a little sapling that he had cultivated, and now the sickly sapling had taken root in the soil, sprouting new sprouts and flourishing.

......

Gao Bo in front of the TV was extremely majestic, with a confident smile on his face, and his hands on his waist, as if he was patrolling the emperor of his territory.

It's really desirable.

Lin Sen's eyes darkened. He's graduating from his senior year and has recently started looking for an internship.

With his major, basic mathematics, if he does not choose to continue his graduate studies after graduation, he will be able to find a job that matches his major. At Lin Sen's age, he now needs to think about how he will go in the future.

The postgraduate entrance examination is the easiest, Lin Sen's family is quite wealthy, he himself does not have much financial pressure, he chooses to take the postgraduate entrance examination, stay in the ivory tower for a few more years, and then become a master's student, or study abroad, study a doctorate or something, at that time he was about thirty years old....

However, Lin Sen didn't want to do this, but if it wasn't like this, what else could he do?

On TV, Gao Bo's team was still celebrating, and Lin Sen suddenly remembered something, he took out a key and opened the small cabinet under the desk.

He pulled out a thick notebook.

This is the achievement of his four years of college, the database of players in the Brazilian Primera A and the English Champions League.

Thick notes, dense handwriting.

This is the brainchild of Linsen, and in order to build this database, he has almost not played a game in these two leagues.

At this time, the dormitory people pushed away.

"Lao Lin, what about watching the ball?"

Lin Sen's three roommates have different hobbies than Lin Sen, and the three of them have just returned from playing games in an Internet café.

"There's a campus interview tomorrow, are you going?"

"What kind of businesses?" Lin Sen was still hesitating.

"What good companies can there be now, let's take a look first, the employment scope of your major is too narrow, you should seriously consider going to graduate school."

A few young people who are about to graduate are beginning to discuss their future.

Where does my future lie?

Lin Sen stroked the crusty notebook, as gentle as stroking a girl's skin.

At this time, the live broadcast screen on the court was cut off, and the screen switched back to the live broadcast room.

Linson knew about Rentkinson, who was a well-known commentator in England. He turned off the TV, stood up, and looked out the window at his wind-blown clothes.

Dream?

My dream is to be a green field!!

Lin Sen sounded when he was a child and played football secretly.

Asked by the class teacher to write a review...

Mom took herself to apologize to the neighbor who kicked the glass in the back ....

When I was blue and purple, I went home in long pants in the summer, but I was worried that my family would find out...

Lin Sen's dream was to become a player, but this dream was obviously unrealistic, and the opposition of his family made Lin Sen give up this dream.

At the age of eighteen, Lin Sen was still a student in the science class of the third year of high school, which should be the age when players are budding, but Lin Sen is getting farther and farther away from his dream.

After going to college, Lin Sen was still obsessed with football, he loved watching football, analyzing football tactics, and collecting player data. He has taken several coaching courses and has successfully completed his coaching certificate – albeit only at a D level.

He looked at the pictures of Gao Bo searched on the computer, and finally made up his mind.

He wants to fight for his dreams!

"Brothers, borrow some money!!"

Lin Sen said to his roommates.