Chapter 145: Ready to Become a Pro? (Above)
The three points in the away derby were a bit of a relief to the whole Portsmouth team, but the media were clearly not prepared to let Hydward go, and their focus seemed to be completely unfocused on the win.
"Sir, your team has conceded 10 goals in 4 games, but the fans still think Nyeyama is a good player, what do you think of this phenomenon?"
It is very embarrassing for the reporter to ask Mr. Coach this question, almost every word on it is a trap, praising the goalkeeper is wrong, this is a great mockery of his own defenders, it is easy to affect the harmony of the team, and it is even more wrong to praise the defenders.
Hydward thought for half a second before replying: "We conceded three goals against Reading and today we only conceded one, which is a huge improvement at the back. ”
The unwilling reporter began to chase after him, "Sir, do you think your team can keep a clean sheet?" It seems like a difficult thing to do. ”
He came back to his senses, this was a commissioner for the Southampton Front, Mr. Atkins was the one who lost, but he became the object of torture, well, who let this be the home of the sworn enemy!
"As long as the lads can keep a clean sheet, I'll treat them to pizza," Hydward said jokingly.
"Pizza?"
"yes, pizza, they like to eat these things."
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After the team has a holiday.
Fifteen kilometres north-east of Portsmouth is the beautiful seaside town of Havonte, where you can enjoy the magnificent English Channel scenery along the way, where the air is mixed with the smell of the sea. All the way on, at the end of the sea level, is the home where Margery grew up.
There are less than 5,000 people in the town, and the first thing that catches your eye when you walk into the town is a modern three-story building, the builder of which is said to be Margery's grandfather, who was an ordinary mason before he joined the shooting team, or more so, a mason is his job.
I heard the old man say that when he was a child, Margery would kick two feet on the way to school every day, but in fact, he would bring a football with him every moment, not to mention going to school and recess; Lunch; At dinner, every day his mother would helplessly reprimand: "Ball down!" Come here! "There must be countless such children all over the world, and of course there are countless such mothers.
Hydward spent more than an hour at Margery's house, drinking two glasses of local water and wine, and was greatly moved and inspired by the old man's words. "Margery is the grandson of a mason, and that's a basic fact that can't be changed," said Grandpa Magri. The families here have no money and property to leave to the next generation, so they can only let the children inherit their dignity and principles, and work hard and diligently. I instilled this concept in him from an early age, and the boy wrapped in a designer suit coat was still the grandson of a mason. ”
With some gains, Hydward went to the Pons Football Base in the southwest of the town, where the under-12 players train two or three times a week, and slowly take some team ideas into their hearts, such as: skills need to be comprehensive, but they must have specialties; For example, technology must be integrated into speed, etc. Like in La Masia, every coach would say, "Don't stare at a player, don't be stared at by anyone, look up when you have the ball, touch the ball up to two times, and keep the ball on the ground." ”
By the Under-15s, the lads will face more and more games, and they will be paid around £40~75 a week and signed an apprenticeship. When the good performers reach the age of 16, they can officially sign a professional contract for up to three years, and the salary of the professional contract will be almost 10~20 times that of the apprenticeship contract.
Mendy, for example, was beaten by Portsmouth after receiving €55 a week at Le Havre and not being able to wait for a professional contract. His first contract was a low salary of 855 euros a week, which lasted for a month, and now Mendy can get 1,100 euros a week, and it may not be long before Heidward has to plan a salary increase for the young group under him.
According to the average salary in the league, a player in League One can now earn almost £50,000 a year, which translates to a weekly salary of £925. A Championship player can earn 500,000 a year, which translates to a weekly salary of 9,259 pounds. In the Premier League, players can earn almost £2 million a year in salary, not counting winning awards and endorsement ads. Portsmouth's current number one highest paid player is former England captain Saul. Campbell's £11,000-a-week salary is not comparable to his time at Arsenal and in the Premier League, but Campbell's recent form has forced him to accept the status quo, which we will tell later. Campbell is more about providing experience to the team, although if Hydward is willing to give him the chance, he can be the main player for 65 minutes, and it was Campbell's header against Blackpool that saved some face.
Campbell is followed by Pierce; Icardi; Mane; Mustafi; Hleb and Margery, the more the other people's salaries are worth mentioning. Portsmouth's salary structure is low, worse than most teams in the same division, and it only increased slightly when the debt was paid off in the winter, so Edward's job this half season has been to improve on that. Think about it carefully, the fastest way to make money is to break the law and commit crimes, that is, to use your brains on broadcast sharing, Portsmouth don't think about the league this season, as long as it is not relegated, it is a victory, and you can only work hard in the FA Cup, after all, the away win over Manchester United has accumulated a lot of prestige for the team. What needs to be done now is to accumulate grain, slowly become king, focus on the cup, complete the original accumulation of capital, and lay a solid foundation for the plan to soar in the coming year.
Hydward was a little distracted on the side of the court, this time the trial organized a total of 42 players over the age of 16, there are youth seedlings, there are also players themselves, and there are agents who arrange to come in, but you really want him to shine so far, so far there is no one, more than half of these 42 people can not see the potential of their personal ability, in a state of shadow, most of the player attributes are also question marks, I don't know what the reason is.
Oh, am I too demanding?
Hydward was doing self-reflection as the people on the pitch were still splitting into groups for confrontation practice, and a few minutes later Raymond, the youth team coach next to him, pulled his sleeve and said, "Look, that Louis in the No. 24 shirt. Brent, the speed and technique are good, the combination of man and ball is very good...... Look at the ball stopping! ”
The game played for about ten minutes, and the waves were not shocked, and Heidward was noncommittal about the recommendation of the academy coach, who was called Luis. Brent's back-to-back dribble with two players hitting the ball slightly wide of the goal, and he was expressionless.
"Oops, alas!" Raymond slapped his thigh.
Ward glanced at the lanky white young man on the field, the young man was constantly trying to break through and express himself, and his teammates looked dull around him.
"If he had half the skill of Mahrez, I could consider it, Raymond, even Ali knows that the name on his chest is far more important than the back." Hydward said unceremoniously.
Raymond smiled politely and awkwardly, "Sir, why don't you tell them a few words?" They are all children who don't understand anything. ”