Chapter 44: Why

There's never more noise on the outside than there's silence on the inside.

In the office building of the Kearney training base, Wenger stood on the open-air balcony, overlooking the entire Kearney training ground, his hands propped on the railing, and glanced at the silent Adebayo on the side, "Emmanuel, do you remember the first time you came?" ā€

There is no sadness or joy on his face, and his face is as peaceful as before.

But it was precisely this peace that made Adebayo bow his head and feel a trace of guilt, "Boss, I remember, it was a simple welcome ceremony for less than a hundred people. At that time, no one knew me, I knew that it was the boss who got me to where I am now, and I can't imagine that without you, I would have the same results as last season. ā€

"It's me? Hehe, that's you, I'm just an assistant, you just didn't let me down. ā€

Wenger couldn't help but laugh when he heard him take the credit for himself, but shook his head and disagreed with what he said.

In this world, from beginning to end, it is oneself that achieves oneself, and others are just the difference between the amount of giving.

After laughing, Wenger's tone also became stern, and his originally wise and peaceful gaze suddenly became sharp, "You are very good, but I didn't know that you would change so quickly."

You should know that I don't want you to leave the team, and I don't intend to marginalize you, and even give you the team's first annual salary, but your performance on the field has made people shake their heads again and again, and now, you force &1&1&book&read&novel{.{ yb}{du}.} I let you go, you let me down so much. ā€

At this time, Wenger was like a chattering old man, constantly complaining. Who said Wenger didn't have fire, it's just that he was good at suppression.

From 05 to the present, three years of continuous setbacks have made Wenger, who used to be 'smooth sailing', feel a little powerless.

In fact, as early as when he advocated the construction of a new stadium, Arsene Wenger had already recognised that the team would enter a bottleneck or even a cold winter.

Football is a cruelly competitive sport, and no team can rely on the old money to eat, because the age of the players is the most direct red line.

Without investment, there is no return, this basic truth, as a doctor of economics, Wenger does not understand.

No manager wants to live with a team that has an empty title, but has to repay the loan every year, and the deduction is dead, and every day he is talked by a group of people who are 'good at the waist and legs and feet'.

Everyone hopes that their boss is Abu, who has an oil father, who can spend a lot of money and invest a lot of money to help him reach the pinnacle of honor.

It's a pity that Arsenal is not Chelsea, nor is it the later big Paris and Manchester City. It is more like a dilapidated aristocrat who has only a famous brand, but can only pick up leaks on the stalls, and is laughed at by people who only live within their means.

The long-term planning of the team and a more benign development model have also allowed Wenger to choose the most difficult path, he is not only the manager of Arsenal, but also the godfather of Arsenal, he regards Arsenal as his life's work and career.

People, it's easy to get on and down, but it's hard to get down.

Three Premier League titles in eight years, four FA Cup titles, and five Community Shield titles, Arsene Wenger has made a name for himself with Arsenal's achievements in the first eight years, becoming one of Europe's top teachers, and becoming the target of competition from all walks of life. But when the cold winter came, Wenger did not choose to leave, and still stuck there, guarding the day of re-emergence.

It's just that Wenger didn't know that he had been defending for nine years, a time when a world war could be fought, and in the end, he couldn't tell the difference between right and wrong, merit and fault, and finally red and black were mixed together, each with his own words.

He also guarded his disciples one by one, including the current Adebayo.

"Emmanuel, I don't know what anyone said to you, but you've lost the confidence you had when you first arrived, you're afraid of challenges, and you're hungry for more immediate success."

Arsene Wenger pointed out Adebayo's psychology sharply, and looked at him with a torch of light.

When he is angry, he also exposes the true side of his bones, and at this time, he looks more like a lonely stalwart than a coach.

"I—"

Adebayo was stunned, looked at Wenger's gaze, didn't know what to say, and lowered his head again, "I'm sorry." ā€

Indeed, as Arsene Wenger said, Bam Adebayor's agent, after seeing his performance last season, tried to encourage his players to leave the club that was getting further and further away from the heart of Europe and go to other clubs to get more benefits.

And the departure of Hleb and others, and the injury of Rosicky, made the club, which originally seemed hopeful, wilt again, and made Adebayor waver, questioning Wenger, questioning whether Arsenal still has the ability and ambition to get back on its feet and win the honor himself.

Therefore, Adebayo has not renewed his contract for a long time, and his agent dares to hype up the argument that Adebayo left Arsenal in the media, not only because of the annual salary.

Hearing Adebayo's words of apology, Wenger was like a deflated ball, his eyes calmed down again, and he sighed lightly, "Whew, you still can't do it." ā€

"No!"

Hearing Wenger's voice full of disappointed doubts, Adebayo shook his head like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and looked at Wenger's eyes were no longer guilty, but angry, Wenger's words seemed to anger him something.

"It's not that I can't, it's that he deliberately targeted me and I proved everything last season! It's that kid on the field who is targeting me! Let me play abnormally! That bastard, he's so insidious! ā€

Trying his best to justify, Adebayo also completely vented his depression and grievances during this time, "Hao? Xiang's bastard presence makes me feel uncomfortable, very uncomfortable! I can't play my rhythm, that's not the way I'm used to playing, it's not that I can't! With him without me! ā€

The almost uncontrollable roar told Adebayo the most true thing in his heart.

Wenger's questioning words reminded Adebayo of Wenger's question to himself at half-time yesterday, when Adebayo nodded confidently in the face of the boss's trusting gaze.

But then things were a mess, and his play made himself worse and worse. Not only did he not become a savior, but he was slapped in the face by a waste material that he had just mocked.

Adebayo is unhappy, very unhappy, he feels that his status in the team has not only not improved in the new season, but is getting lower and lower, and even one of his substitutes can rise up against him.

Adebayo pointed the finger at Xiang Hao, a rookie who had just been promoted this season, but was suddenly entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the boss, and Adebayo did not forget the two beatings, but turned into resentment.

Bam Adebayo stared at Arsene Wenger and hoped that the boss he had trusted in the past would come back, or at least he could be fair and respectful.

Unfortunately, after hearing what Adebayo said, Wenger did not comfort him as he imagined, staring directly at his almost hideous face without a single expression.

fought with Xiang Hao twice, and Adebayo was followed by a series of bad performances, if Wenger didn't know that Adebayo's Xiang Hao was dissatisfied and had mustard, then he wouldn't be worthy of being the head coach of a team.

Wenger knew, but his disappointment with Adebayo was only growing, and the disciples he had cultivated for three years were not as transparent as an eighteen-year-old boy.

Fights between players, while a headache and not allowed, are by no means a heinous sin and are common in the world of football.

In a team, it is impossible to be perfect, and it is impossible for the players to have no mustard among themselves, and there are quarrels and quarrels in the family, not to mention that this group of geniuses is from different countries.

However, this kind of mustard and this kind of contradiction must not affect the whole team, or even bring it to the court.

In this regard, Wenger is very satisfied with what Xiang Hao has done, and he can take the initiative to apologize and calm the conflict, which is a mature performance.

More importantly, he was able to do his duty on the court, distinguish between public and private, and did not deliberately target him because of conflicts with Adebayo.

As for what Adebayo said, he deliberately embarrassed him and made it difficult for him to catch the ball. Wenger, as a coach, how could he not know if there is one?

All of this is just because Adebayo and Xiang Hao did not cooperate well enough and have not come together, it is Adebayo's own selfishness, drilling, and relying on others.

In Wenger's original idea, as long as they cooperate for a longer time, eliminate the mustard, and observe each other more in training and on the pitch, they will naturally be able to reach the level of understanding.

However, from Adebayo's fierce attitude to Xiang Hao, Wenger knew that it was impossible.

He has already given him a chance, and the answer he gave himself is still the same sentence "You can't".

It was Adebayo who cornered himself and the club, and ruined his choice.

Although Wenger is gentle and not a strong coach, he will not be a mother-in-law, since he can't keep it, Wenger will not use tough means.

What's more, Wenger's preference for Xiang Hao at this time is indeed better than Adebayo, who disappointed him.

The former Anelka, the current Adebayo, is too similar, since one has been sold, Wenger will not care about selling the other, "Which team do you want to go to?" ā€

Hearing this, Adebayo felt both a sense of relief and sadness, he didn't know whether he had betrayed the team, or Wenger had given up on himself, and an indescribable feeling weighed on his heart, making him open his mouth and unable to speak.

In the face of Wenger's calm gaze, Adebayor finally did not say which team he wanted to go to, not only because he didn't dare, but more importantly, he didn't know where he was going, "I, I don't know. ā€

Feeling that he had left Arsenal, that he had left Arsene Wenger, that had left the team and the old man who had made him complete his transformation, he suddenly lost a sense of belonging, and he felt very uncomfortable like a mercenary.

Wenger saw Adebayo's appearance, and his heart was a little sad, he didn't know that this was the first disciple he had sent off.

Everything that happened this summer made him feel a huge loss, he cultivated a new generation of youth army, except for Van Persie, Klich, Sagna, in the new season, there is no one who can help him, injured injuries, walking, the backbone of the first two seasons is almost all gone.

Wenger was tenacious in the end, holding his mind and waving at Adebayo, "I will inform your agent of the next thing, I hope an agreement can be reached, but AC Milan will not be within our range, you have to be ready." ā€

In the blandness, there is a hint of decisiveness.