Chapter Eighty-Four: A Journey Through France (Part I)

In the department of Morzer in the northeast of France, there is a historic football club----- Metz! This is the pioneer of French football, but fate always plays the same joke on them, Metz has never won the Ligue 1 title once, and now they are constantly struggling in Ligue 2.

However, Hydward's goal was not to be in the first team here, and he got out of the car and headed straight for the youth team. There are also several reporters from China, Chinese player Wang Chu is playing for Metz at this time, and the young player Liuyang can always catch the attention of a large number of people who care about Chinese football. However, the reporter did not know that there was a manager from the Championship on the bus.

It was already late afternoon when Hydward arrived at the training center, and in the middle of the evening class, some fifteen or sixteen-year-old lads were starting to juggle the ball, and they obviously had no interest in the men in the training clothes who sat quietly on the sidelines. Two of the two dozen or so guys stood out, including yellow-skinned Chinese player Wang Chu, who was accompanied by the click of a sideline camera on every touch. Wang Chu's skills are very skilled, more proficient than other players in the Metz academy! The height of each ball is just right, and I saw someone taking pictures and playing a few tricks to meet the reporter's wishes.

Unconsciously, Hydward was also attracted to attention, and Wang Chu broke many people's stereotype of poor skills of Chinese players.

"He's a genius!" The Chinese reporter saw a foreigner watching the game and proudly introduced.

Ward said: "The little technique is good"

The reporter said: "The U14 French club junior cup Wang Chuke won the silver ball, and he was the best player in the European club U15 youth championship!" ”

As he spoke, the reporter pulled out a notebook from his pocket, which was full of newspaper clippings, and a copy of the French national team's leading newspaper, "Team Newspaper", came into view, and the paper was already a little yellowed. The picture is two people, one of whom is Wang Chu, and the title is written "Mace Double Star" in bold font with a rent increase.

"Pjanic?" Heidward recognises another player, the Bosnia-Herzegovina international who currently plays for Lyon in Ligue 1 and will join Serie A Roma in the future, up to Juventus, the old lady.

At the end of the conversation, the unknown reporter once again emphasized in a categorical tone: "He is a genius!" ”

Now Metz in Ligue 2 is just as miserable as Portsmouth, the huge academy has no coaches, allowing young players to grow wildly, and there are three guys on the pitch who are too late to show up.

Including Wang Chu, these people play very loosely, there are no rules without referees, there are no tactics without a head coach, and it is up to the captain to assign who to play what position. The thin Wang Chu was assigned to play full-back, and he didn't seem to have any effect in arguing in English, he was saying, I play as a front midfielder, not a full-back.

The game was more than intense, the technical and tactical content was scarce, the opponents played very messily, without any organization, even the goalkeeper would rush out of his own half to participate in the attack, and everyone else laughed out loud at this behavior. Hydward's eyes kept on the other player on the edge of the pitch, the black skinny, he tried to get in on their game but seemed to fail because it was full, this was another conspicuous guy.

The older boy seemed out of place with everything around him, and he was silent arranging his boots, and when Hydward looked closer, they were covered in tiny patches that were almost worn out.

His name is Sadio Mane, Ward's target. Born on April 10, 1992 in a small town in the Casamance region of Senegal, he was trained in football at the local youth academy "Generation Football" in Senegal. This is where Cisse comes from.

Mane was a poor boy in rural Senegal, and a pair of cracked shoes and ill-fitting shorts were the best equipment for him to start out in football. With his outstanding performance in the academy, the poor boy with football dreams came to the French second division Metz football club, which has a partnership with "Generation Football".

"This is a very interesting young man," the Chinese reporter who had just walked away came up again.

"He looks like a Japanese, he bows 90 degrees when he sees everyone, Wang Chu gets 2,500 euros a month for living expenses here, he only has 700, and he usually has to work two odd jobs, he is a lovely African fellow. Last month, when the young man asked my colleague if he had taken two pictures and wanted to send them back to his mother, and asked him for his email address, he shook his head and only gave me the address of the club, and finally he didn't forget to ask: 'Is it free?' ’”

Hydward nodded, thanking the enthusiastic Chinese. Walk up and say hello in French, Senegal was once a French colony, and the official language is French. Ward's English; German; Chinese is the best, Portuguese, Spanish and French are only commonly used about football and everyday life.

"Hello, Mane."

"Hello" Mane suddenly saw a stranger greeting him, a little nervous, showing a shy expression, "May I ask who you are?" ”

"Edward, from Portsmouth, England, interested in playing for the Pompeo Army?"

Hydward said straight to the point.

Mane was taken aback, "You're a scout from Portsmouth? ”

"No, I'm the head coach there."

Mane automatically searched his mind for all sorts of information about England, then shook his head, "Sir, I'm just a poor boy, and you can't make any money by lying to me." ”

Hydward smiled and pulled out all the materials that could prove his identity, his ID card; Passport; Ticket; Finally, I found a Daily Mail description of Hydward on the Internet to convince Mane that the guy in front of him was really the manager of the Championship club.

"Purely in terms of level, we are in a similar situation to Metz, both are sub-divisions. But I can give you a guaranteed first-team contract and guaranteed playing time so you have the ball to play instead of wasting time in the Academy at Metz. ”

"Of course, the money is only slightly better than that, and I can guarantee that you will get 2,500 euros a month for living expenses, and you don't have to do so many odd jobs."

Mane Tsai looked Hydward up and down carefully, his eyes full of light, "Sir, can you guarantee that I can play?" ”

Obviously, it wasn't how much money he could get that that impressed Mane, he didn't care about that, being able to play in the prime of his career was more important than anything else, and the cruelty of the football world taught him that early on.

"Yes, sir, I'll do it with you," replied the nineteen-year-old Senegalese man very simply, with his speed; Outstanding explosiveness.

"Let's go, maybe I should meet with the manager of Metz and talk about your transfer fee." Hydward said half-jokingly.

In February '12, the manager of Metz took a fancy to Mane when the team was unavailable, and one season later, the club traded him for a transfer fee of 3.5 million euros. Now he's just an apprentice on the fringes of the club's youth team.

The wings of England on the wing of the future may soon land at Portsmouth.

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