"You can't take my players, I don't have that much time, there's still a game tomorrow!" Hydward protested.

The policeman waved his hand and continued: "Sir, it will only take a few hours, I don't want to take your players, just a simple transcript. ”

Edward's face was a little ugly, from the beginning the key to the problem is not actually to lose some finances, of course money is very important, in some moments he can be used as a signal, a buffer or a compass, the prize money of the game, the bonus of the club, the bonus of the owner, these are the motivation of many players to play, but at this moment money has become a burden. The players lost these things, their emotions completely affected by the anxiety generated by the computers and the police, and even completely ignored what the purpose of the trip was.

They're not here to visit.

Portsmouth in the second half of the year is a special team, with a recent run of six wins in a row and seven wins in the FA Cup, and only one draw in the previous 10 games, picking up 25 points and sprinting all the way to the top six. After winning the crucial game against Hull City in the previous round, there was a lot of focus on the next few rounds, but Heidward had to recognise that the theft could be fatal for the squad to divert their attention from competing for Premier League qualification.

The team must be regrouped! Hydward told himself.

"Finnan, you stay and go with them to the police station to take notes, Richards, drive! Let's go to the hotel! "Ward got rid of the police, stood in the middle of the bus, all the players, and deliberately raised the volume.

The air suddenly froze a little, no one spoke, and Margery seemed to hear the faint ticking of the coach's watch himself.

"You can't do this," the policeman protested weakly, but he was quickly taken out of the car by Finnan.

Again, Hydward emphasized, "Drive, Richards!" ”

The driver realized that it was two seconds before the bus restarted, and everyone sat back in their seats, looking at the team boss ---- their coach Hydward.

Ward grabbed the handrail in front of him and tried to control the center of gravity of his body, as if trying to control the words that popped out of his mouth: "I am as sad and sad as everyone else when something like this happens, and I understand that this incident will cause a lot of problems, Margery has lost his homework, Mustafi's defense paper has been ruined, Rudiger's wallet is gone, he is now penniless... But luckily Margery only lost his homework, Mustafi's school promised him time, and as for Rudiger, we would all lend him it, and maybe ask his girlfriend for a point..."

Everyone laughed at Rudiger's girlfriend, who was a very strong and cute young lady, who kept all the money of the Germans, and left only some necessary cash on her, which is typical of "strict wifery", which is not a secret in the dressing room.

The atmosphere eased a bit, and Hydward continued: "What we're losing is something that can be replaced in a way, but think about tomorrow's game..."

There was silence on the bus again.

'I'm sure you've counted countless times that we only need to get 9 to 14 points to play in the promotion play-offs, maybe if you miss this weekend you won't have a chance to qualify, I don't know what's going to happen next season, but we have to be 100 per cent ready for tomorrow and that's what you owe to yourself.'

“……”

Hydward continued his speech, and the players listened attentively until the car was firmly parked in front of the hotel.

He gave the players an hour off and went back to his room alone to use the hotel's computer to create the evening's training sessions.

Hydward eliminated all planned targeted training in favour of more interesting recovery drills to boost the team's morale, which the Frenchman Napoleon defined as a conviction in the face of danger, fatigue and difficulty, which he agreed with.

In the evening, Finnan brought back good news from the police, according to the surveillance footage of the mall, Nottingham had locked up a criminal gang, and the team's losses should be recoverable.

Eventually, the gloom cleared and the coaching staff led the players through a delicious meal at an Italian restaurant, and everyone turned their attention back to tomorrow's task.

The training ground was once again filled with laughter as the players organized a 5v5 tennis soccer match, with the losing side having to commute to work in the battered three-wheeled Robin car that Hydward bought, which had recently been modified several times by the good players, and the punishment had become more and more terrifying. Once Hydward lost a bet and used this rag to pick up Chen Xi, making this damn girl laugh for a week, and now it's a shadow.

In addition to the players, the coaching staff ensures that after talking to each player, they ensure that each player with the most losses has clothes to change, necessary daily necessities, and that the participation card is not lost, and the lost ones must be handed over to the tournament committee for reissuance, and do their best to ensure the team's logistics, which is the coach's responsibility and obligation.

Many of the players also took the initiative to help their teammates, which made Ward very happy. By the time he went to the shower at the end of the evening session, Mendy was already joking about the "damned" thief and his team-mate's stolen things.

"Icardi, I can't sleep without your music."

Beryllium Huang glanced at Mendy, indifferent.

"Gorilla (Rudiger), you said your computer and girlfriend's one wouldn't leak."

Rudiger glared fiercely at his team-mate, who had a lot of nonsense, angrily.

"Cake (Mustafi), why do you say that you are so good at writing a three-month paper, don't finance play brains? Remembering that number will make you lose your hair like Rooney? You must be very domineering with a bald head. ”

Mustafi has three black lines on his forehead, avoiding the ringing.

Mendy saw that his team-mate could not be teased and targeted Hydeward: "Boss, what do you think of arranging that Mr. Thief to be the coach of the team?" I think he must be able to do a great job, definitely better than you..."

He's still talking.

Ward couldn't stand this brother's chatter, especially today when he was stimulated and his phone was stolen, "fuck off", he shouted, "Push him into the pool and bury him at sea!" Ward ordered his players with a smile.

The Icardias gladly accepted the order.

"Boss, I was wrong, Gollum, Gollum, I was wrong... Wrong... up..."

"Ahh

A few seconds later, a terrifying wail came from behind him, apparently he had been abused by his teammates.

Headward walked to the room, the coach can't take full responsibility for the morale of the team, but he can create a positive atmosphere around the team, an atmosphere that is good for the team's morale, turn negative emotions into positive emotions, and twist the team into a rope.

He even has to thank the thieves because the players understand each other better and put their heart and soul into training and games, turning a bad thing into a good thing. Football coaches often talk about all kinds of adversity, such as falling behind the scoreline, unsatisfactory circumstances, unfair penalties, too strong opponents, etc., but don't forget that football is a sport with a lot of luck, and teams and players will encounter various difficulties in every game, and dealing with such difficulties must be the key to opening the door to victory.