Everything is as usual, nothing has changed, everything seems to have changed again.

Before the departure for Portsmouth, England's king of gossip, The Sun, published an article titled "The Biggest Hoax in Football History". It profoundly exposed that someone in a certain team in the Championship relied on fraud to become the head coach of the team, which violated British law.

At first glance, the article is a fantasy, but the article provides information about the coaches on the official website of the English FA, and the whole Portsmouth team has even searched through the past three decades without finding a London gentleman named Edward.

The day after receiving the news, the local media in Portsmouth began to fight back, and even a reporter even exploded in the press to refute the false reports of third-rate newspapers such as The Sun. In other words, any normal person would not believe that the coach who led the team to winning games was an impostor, and the reporter preferred to see the so-called evidence above as a mistake in the slow update of the FA's information.

However, the news was soon confirmed by Sky Sports' media section, and Glero's column provided an interview with Ward, albeit in a more modest tone, without any bias. I believe that the so-called head coach is a liar, he can't do it, this is a smart and wise guy with a bit of blood, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a natural coach. But Glero searched through all the information he could, and really couldn't find a single coach information about Hydeward, and he didn't find this person when he was a player, as if he had appeared out of thin air.

On the morning of the matchday, the so-called biggest scam had already stirred up the city of England, and the incident in the Championship was picked up by many media outlets as a strange story. Fans also like to watch this kind of news, after all, it is not always time to see such a strong sports news. Attention, posting, interviews, and hype, a league in the Championship is even more lively than the Champions League.

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In the center of the eye of the storm, Ward calmly lectured everyone in the locker room about tactics.

"Bristol City's team is not very strong, and you can't find their players in the top 50 of the goals and assists list," he still had the heart to joke, but no one in the room could laugh.

"Mind you, their defense is the most solid of any relegation team! Watch out for counter-attacks from your opponents. ”

Hydward patted Williams on the shoulder, "Ryan, I've been improving a lot lately, but be a little more resilient when defending, wrap up the sprinter on the opposite side, don't give them a chance to turn"

Williams, who has only recently established himself in the main force, is relatively short but very strong, and such a wide player is indeed rare, and he patted himself on the chest to understand.

"Team Vice..." Ward wanted to say something to Pierce, but when you think about it, there's really nothing to say, he's the kind of player who is smart enough to take care of everything without you having to care.

Pierce pointed to his temple, and everything was silent.

"Lawrence, protect yourself!" Looking at the Irishman's small arms and legs, it really can't make people feel relieved, and the redness and swelling on his feet have not completely disappeared.

"I haven't submitted the roster yet, so don't make it or substitute."

The Irishman was in a hurry, a player who took the game as his life. "Don't, boss! I was sure I was all right before the game in the afternoon, and the massage treatment was still very effective. ”

Helplessly, Hydward turned his face to Etuhu, staring at him deadly.

The Nigerian has good skills but is the complete opposite of Pierce, a very undisciplined player with a bit of a jumpy personality. It takes an iron fist like Heynckes or Capello to clean up and be honest, and Hydward's experience of throwing him off the bus seems to be unconcerned on the surface, but in heart he is more afraid than Alain.

Ethuhu moved his ass back a few inches in fright, and shrunk back on the stool, "What, boss...... I... There's serious training. Hydward tilted his head away, and he was relieved that Edhuhu had indeed pedaled his bike in the training room yesterday and was not lying.

Time passed quickly, and the teaching assistant cautiously came up and lowered his voice, he had never seen Walker speak so cautiously. "Boss, why don't I go to the press conference right away?"

The word press conference was taboo, the locker room was eerily quiet, everyone was silenced by the administrator for three minutes, and the needle could be heard on the ground.

The players have the right to know about the manager before the media, and the afternoon after meeting Chen Xi, Hydward confessed everything to the team about three months ago, including how he became the head coach. Everyone in the first team, from captain Haim to young Ryan Williams, remained silent as if Ward had never mentioned it and they didn't know anything.

Walker's words defied the world's condemnation and pierced the common secret.

Hydward stood up, without saying a word, and walked out the locker room door. The players only heard a "bang", which was the sound of the door closing gently.

Outside the door, he rubbed his tired face, if it weren't for Chen Xi's phone call every morning and evening to appease him these days, he would have been tortured by invisible pressure and gone crazy.

The manager can't put his worries on his face, he is giving the outcome of the game to others, and revealing his worries will not help solve the problem in the slightest, and will not increase the chances of winning the game.

He slapped himself in the face and "looked in the mirror and showed Hydward." ”

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Today's press conference was live, the first time the Championship has done so.

"Mr. Hydward, have you read the news lately? What do you think of the online coverage? ”

'You're not the manager of Portsmouth, is that true?'

"Does your news affect the team's preparation? Obviously, Pompey's legion still has to fight for relegation. ”

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The press conference turned into a torture room, although he didn't want it to be.

One of the manager's responsibilities is to maintain the dignity of the club and protect his own business, and Edward's first time under siege from journalists, he tried to calm himself down. The intensity and explosiveness of modern media are not comparable to those of the last century, or even the beginning of the century.

'Before I'm Portsmouth manager, I'll do everything I can.

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Edward began to consciously turn the conversation on himself, and it was an art to hide the team's weaknesses, and he had to take that responsibility and the first thing the manager had to follow.

He tried not to put pressure on the team, winning the game was all that mattered, and there was no point in showing off at the press conference, which would play into the hands of the media, who could keep the team under surveillance for a month.

Hydward's brain became a sophisticated computer, weighing every word and word, not letting stupid answers disgrace the team.