Chapter 227: Fighting Method

The next day, when breakfast was eaten, the atmosphere was like a morgue.

Finnan was holding a piece of paper and reading out the decision to punish the "Algar incident", the players already knew that the hotel had been complained by the police because of the actions of Vardy and others, and that in addition to compensating for the damage to the hotel, they would have to be punished for working in the community. Hydward had a straight face, and everyone knew that it said "I'm not happy". Everyone was suffering from a bad hangover, Frere's legs were covered in bruises, and Vardy was wearing a hat to cover his panda eyes.

The situation seems to be very bad, and the incident has been completely disturbed on the Internet, and there is even a fifteen-second video. The newspapers in London and home were happy, the club was furious, because it was a public relations disaster, Hydward's mobile phone was almost blown up by director Sensibile, and on the eve of a Champions League promotion play-off, a player attacked his team-mate with a golf club, which is not something everyone can digest.

The Sun, the king of gossip in England, removed the headline on the front page of a member of the British royal family cheating on a famous actress, and replaced it with the three big words "club goal" in red and bold enlarged font, which is comparable to Beckham's "flying boot door" back then. Ward's phone rang again, accompanied by a text message ringing. This time it was a call from the team's sponsors, who highlighted what the Premier League means to the brand and asked about the status of the team. This made Hydward feel anxious, and he wanted to kill the group of living treasures in front of him! In stark contrast to them, there are some Portsmouth fans who sometimes have to admit that they are players who like to have personality and who are fond of the story of the three musketeers because it's a crazy story.

Vardy and Frere have very different personalities, and Hydward had long expected a hot relationship between them, with Jamie being a self-centered person and Frere never backing down. Ward had seen these boys fight hard before, and there had been a few times when you and I had a lot of unforgiving and nasty trash talk flying all over the sky, but he had never encountered such a dangerous thing.

A crowd of people is about to overturn the hotel.

Ward turned off his mobile phone in front of everyone, then glanced at everyone and said, "What do you guys think?" It's so TM stupid! KTV quarrel? Is there anything more? Well??? ”

Somehow, glancing at the young man in front of him, Hydward suddenly couldn't hold back his laughter, he looked at Frell looking at Vardy, looking at some of the players who were hanging the lottery, and laughed louder and louder. Several players glanced at each other and remembered themselves, especially Freire when he saw the panda eyes of his nemesis Jamie, "Hahaha... Hahaha", I couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Did you hear it, what about you, idiot!" ”

β€œshit!” Jamie hears the taunt and takes off his hat, and everyone sees his stupidity, and individual laughter turns into a mass incident.

Hydward just picked it up and put it down gently, and let the matter pass lightly, he just asked the two sides to shake hands and make peace, and then let this quickly turn the page.

Accidents are always like this, if you think it's big, it's big like an earthquake, if you think it's small, it's as small as a fart. So, a few hours later, Ward suddenly realized that the incident had helped the team in a strange way, it made everyone forget how scary it was to play at Wembley, and it also made the local players and outsiders understand each other better, and he believed that his players were not heartless people, and that between teammates and men, they laughed and hated each other, which is the true meaning of football.

There has been a lot of media coverage outside, and Jamie Vardy, who is almost always a club-bearer, will be barred from playing, and he has been punished internally in order to show the manager's authority. But the TV, radio and newspaper folks clearly didn't know enough about Hydward, and he announced his starting XI for tomorrow's game that night, a dozen hours earlier, and as many of the players had expected, Jamie Vardy would be on the pitch with panda eyes, the same Friel starting cameo at centre-back, holding a bruised thigh. Hydward let his tactical mind take control, and he put aside the emotions that were going on in the Devil's Cabin and the events of the No. 8 night.

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On the other hand, the Hammers stayed quietly at their training ground in London to begin their final preparations, and Sam Allardyce had been refusing all media interviews since a month ago, putting his team in complete enclosure.

Ten years is a long time in everyday life, but it feels even longer in football. Ten years is an era, almost an era, a whole generation of players and a whole generation of games. There have been so many stories about Sam Allardyce in the last decade, he took Bolton to the Premier League, played seven or eight finals, fought for England manager and went to the Supreme Court, he went through eleven different owners, six club captains, but only Sam has never changed.

He became a head coach in 1999 and still retains the replies that he had been rejected by Kindamister, Tyford, and Tamorth, and he would have accepted any job at the time, but his wife, Linny, sent out job applications, most of which were not even written back. Now he sits in a beautiful office at West Ham United, has coached more than 700 games, coached more than 100 big-name players, and has had moments of upset and smiles, of worries and glories, of hesitation and of belief.

When he led his side to a 3-0 play-off win over North Princeton and a return to the Premier League after a three-year hiatus, one of West Ham's key stars, Sears, had just turned 10 years old, and it made him feel the weight of the years, and today, he will celebrate his 20th birthday. Big Sam was planning what kind of gift he was going to give his players, talking about his plans for tomorrow, his mind was spinning all the time, and he felt that he was addicted to coaching.

Walking in the world of football coaches, this old man who loves to wear woolen sweaters is often more famous than his own disciples, many people love to joke about him, and people often mention some of his previous mistakes. Even the old accounts of selling car parts, running fast food restaurants and bars have been brought up, and no team is waiting for him to come, but sometimes you may really need him, and in that last resort, like you inflate the tires, the process is boring, the waves are not shocking, and you can get your hands dirty, but everyone knows that if you don't, you will be in an awkward situation after a few kilometers.

West Ham's tires died about a year ago, and six months later, the Hammers are what they should be, and you have to respect the old man, even if you've never loved him.

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Allardyce was working at his desk when his assistant pushed the door in and crackled a newspaper, "Big Sam, here's our chance, those guys in Portsmouth actually got into a fight!" ”

"It's ridiculous, Hydward is just a yellow-mouthed kid!"

Allardyce glanced up at his assistant and said, "A yellow-mouthed kid who wins every battle." ”

He lowered his head again without saying a word, and the pen slowly sketched on the white paper...