August 17th. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The day after Ajax's 2-1 defeat, a large crowd of journalists gathered outside the gates of the Royal Dutch Infirmary.

As soon as Van Basten came out, he was so blinded by the magnesium light that he couldn't open his eyes.

Before he could frown and show his annoyance, a dozen microphones were already reaching his mouth.

"Marco, can you say something?"

Van Basten did not speak.

"Marko, everyone cares about your body, are you okay?"

Van Basten still didn't speak, he didn't even want to look at the hypocritical journalist.

"Coach Van Basten, I'm a big fan of Ajax, can you talk about the second leg? Do we still have a chance? ”

Van Basten finally moved this time, but only glanced at him, although he didn't like to deal with the media, but he had a good memory, just over four months ago, when his position was shaking in the wind and rain, this reporter was a pioneer in criticizing himself......

So he still did not speak.

It's not a press conference, it's not a regular interview day for the team, and he's not obligated to answer any questions.

And Van Basten's arrogance is well known, and if he is not ready to speak, it will be difficult for reporters to pry his mouth open.

Ajax club staff directed hospital security guards to cut a narrow passage out of the crowd and escort him out quickly.

Looking at his back as he left in a hurry, a reporter sighed: "Marko's life must be very difficult now, right?" ”

Someone immediately replied: "Yes, three days ago, I was proud of the spring breeze and seemed to be at the peak of my life, but I didn't expect to return to the situation four months ago overnight......"

"Listen to the grapevine...... someone said mysteriously, "the chairman of Ajax has spoken, if he can't win the opponent in the second round, Van Basten's position will definitely be lost......"

Almost everyone nodded in agreement.

Yes, in fact, in the final stage of last season, the news that Van Basten's manager would be replaced by Martin Joel was already full of rain, but Ajax struggled to get the league runners-up and get the ticket to qualify for the Champions League, and Van Basten also delayed the crisis of dismissal.

But if Ajax ultimately fails to qualify for the Champions League, the Ajax hierarchy will definitely not give the White Swans another chance.

Van Basten is certainly well aware of the attitude of the hierarchy, as can be seen in the level of support he received in the summer of 2008 and 2009.

In the first season, the ambitious Ajax spent close to 40 million euros on reinforcements, but in the second season they spent less than a fifth of the previous ones......

For football coaches, it should be a normal thing to be fired by the team, after all, coaches like Wenger and Ferguson who have been in a team for ten or twenty years are a minority after all.

But for a man as lonely and self-respecting as Van Basten, being dismissed from the Dutch national team has already made him lose face, and it will be really difficult for him to accept if he is expelled from his parent club Ajax again.

If he is fired at the start of the new season, he is likely to become the first manager to be fired in a major league this season, and will become the laughing stock of everyone from then on......

He really can't afford to lose this face!

So it is not too difficult to understand that Van Basten would have had a psychological breakdown due to the pressure on the field yesterday.

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Bending down into the back of the car, Van Basten's cell phone rang.

This is a number he is very familiar with, a year ago, this person was still working as an assistant for himself at Ajax, but then he was called up by the Dutch national team, and it has been more than half a year in a flash.

He sorted out his mood a little and put his phone to his ear: "Hello, Dennis." ”

"I heard you were in the ring yesterday...... Fainted? "A friend's concerned voice came from the phone.

"I just came out of the hospital, and although it's not a big problem, thank you for calling over." Van Basten tried to make his voice sound as relaxed as possible, "By the way, how are you doing now?" ”

The voice on the phone laughed: "Me? I'm out of work now haha! The Dutch B team has been disbanded for a month......"

Van Basten was slightly surprised, but then suddenly realized.

A month ago, he was leading his disciples to prepare for the third round of the Champions League qualifying tournament, and he didn't pay any attention to the national team B.

"Well," he pondered, "then...... Do you want to think about coming back? ”

By "coming back", of course, he means coming back to Ajax and continuing to assist himself.

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and then he replied: "I'm sorry, Marco, I'm on vacation with my wife in Brazil right now, and I can't think about it for the time being." If you don't mind, I'll get back to you when I get back to the Netherlands, is that okay? ”

"Of course, Dennis, you're always welcome."

Van Basten put down his phone, and his final answer seemed light-hearted, but whether it was himself, Denis on the other side, or even the club staff who was driving, he could hear the heaviness in his words.

What vacation, what didn't have time to think about, what to reply later......

It's just for you to help Big Brother, how long do you need to think about it?

It's not because I'm worried that I'm going to get out of class right away, so I found this lame reason!

Van Basten took two deep breaths, put the little thing down, and then said to the driver:

"John, please send me back to the club, Mr. Chairman has made an appointment for me to have lunch at noon. You drive slower, I squint in the car for a while, I got up too early in the morning, and now I'm a little sleepy. ”

With his identity and personality, he didn't need to explain so much to a driver, the only reason was that he was now a bit of a master.

The driver also knew that the team's head coach must be in a very troubled mood right now, so he just nodded and stepped on the gas.

From the rearview mirror of the car, he even glanced at Van Basten with some distress.

Van Basten closed his eyes slightly, but where could he sleep?

Chairman's invitation to lunch?

The support of the club's top management is the same?

The public retention of the fan association?

Does this show that his position is very secure?

How many vivid examples have shown everyone that if a manager encounters these things, then he must have reached a critical moment of life and death!

This kind of thing...... Even the driver in front and the old man at the gate of the training base know!

I, Marco van Basten, can only sit in the Ajax manager position for another week?!

No, no!

Van Basten suddenly opened his eyes.

John, the driver, who was peeking at him through the rearview mirror, hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Van Basten's breathing became a little burning.

He remembered something.

Just four months ago, wasn't his position about to be handed over to someone else?

Then...... Who did I rely on to overcome fate?

Van Basten couldn't help but clench his fists.

The figure appeared in front of his eyes.

That stubborn, unyielding figure.