51 Anger (I)

The weather is good, and it's rare in the UK to have such good weather in April.

The wind is gentle and the sun is shining.

The players were training on the training ground, and the coach's shouts and whistles were constantly sounding. Although it was a group confrontation, the spirit of the players was not very concentrated.

Now Burnley is relegated and there is no hope of promotion. George scored 29 points in the first thirteen rounds, when Burnley were at the top of the table. However, in the next 29 rounds, Burnley turned out to have a poor record of 4 wins, 6 draws and 19 losses, accumulating 47 points in 42 rounds, ranking 18th in League One.

Burnley started the league in League One with the best defence and finding the back of the net is a common problem for all League One teams. Such Burnley, just because of George's absence, immediately became a team that was bullied in the First Division.

Carl Pat looked at the state of the players, and there was nothing he could do. At this time, Carl Pat especially missed George, and if George was here, Burnley would have ended up like this. This year turned out to be a good situation, and the situation of Burnley's upgrade is so good, but it is a pity that it .............

Now that it's the end of the season, Burnley have failed to make a promotion and it is unclear what the fate of these players will be.

There has already been news that the club will sell some players. Those players are also thinking about their future, of course, they don't have much to think about playing.

"Alright, the outdoor training is over. Let's go in and see the opponent in the next round. "Burnley will face their opponents in the 41st round of the First Division in three days' time.

Everyone is listless, and every time they study what is the use of their opponents. It's not like we're losing.

The Burnley tactics classroom is a very simple place, just a chalkboard in a normal room with a projector next to it. There were thick two-tiered curtains on the windows, and the room was dark.

Some big clubs have special, very luxurious tactical classrooms, but Burnley is a small club, so it can only be this way.

The door opened, and a group of players limbly entered the room, each finding their own place to sit down. Don't look at it as a small club, but the players are also very particular about their seats. Everyone is in their own fixed place.

"You guys are all beaten like frost, and you all lose your souls." A very calm voice rang out in the room. It also got into the ears of all the players.

Everyone was startled by the voice, and only after reacting did they realize that someone was squinting at them.

It turned out to be George sitting there with a blank face.

Everyone was stunned, because they didn't expect to see George this season. Carl Pat was quick to react and came to George's side with a smile. "George, are you all right?"

"Yes." George didn't look at Karl Pat, still staring at the player below. "What are you doing, you don't sit down yet. Don't want to take tactical classes anymore. ”

Everyone was surprised by George's words, and immediately began to find their own place and sit down.

George didn't speak, and no one present spoke. They all looked at George silently.

George looked at everyone carefully, until he saw Thompson standing at the door, George smiled and nodded.

In the aftermath of George's car accident, the club was to appoint Thompson as interim coach. If they had consulted with George, George would have recommended Evan Sawyer as his replacement. Unfortunately, it was more than 20 days after George regained consciousness from a coma, and by that time the club had already chosen Thompson.

George understands Kilby, after all, Thompson has a lot of prestige at the club and is the best candidate to replace George.

Although Thompson's results were not good after coaching, when George watched the last game, he saw Thompson's helpless expression in the coach's bench and the increase in gray hair in his hair, and he could understand Thompson.

"Alright, I'll take command from tomorrow's game. First of all, let's talk about your performance during this time, I admire you so much. George's exaggerated words made the hearts of the players present tighten.

"Frederick, you seem to have told me that you want to be a world-class player like Nodal." George smiled and asked Ljungberg. But Ljungberg didn't dare to say anything, and the previous unruliness had long since been lost to the country of melon claws.

"Shit, you think you can be Nodal, I don't think you're even qualified to play in the second division." Suddenly, George stood up and pointed at Ljungberg and yelled. "I really regret buying you for 800,000 pounds, look at what you've done. If you want to break through and don't break through, you will lose your temper. Look at the yellow and red cards you get, more than the defenders. I bought you here to let you fight with the players every day and collide with the referee. ”

George was so angry that everyone quickly lowered their heads. George was very angry that Ljungberg was not playing at all on the field, either gambling with the opposing players or arguing with the referee. There were high hopes for Ljungberg George, but Ljungberg's performance was too disappointing for George.

Ljungberg didn't dare to talk back to George, and shrunk his neck.

After scolding Ljungberg, George looked at Mitchell King, who was sitting at the front. "Mitchell, are you old and ready to retire?"

Mitchell knows that he has been playing very poorly in recent times. So keep your head down.

"Mitchell, I think you're really old. Is it that the physical strength can't keep up, or the concentration can't keep up. It's better to retire early and get a job at the club. I don't think it's a big deal, what do you think? ”

"No, head. I can still play. Mitchell straightened up.

"You can kick, you can kick anything. Southend, that's what team. They scored less than 20 goals a year and they actually brushed two on us. I'm blushing for you, do they have strikers? Mitchell, you can concede two goals in this kind of team, how do you deserve to be the captain. George was not polite at all.

Mitchell King is the team's decorated captain, and George, despite his strong surname, knows how to deal with them. Therefore, George and Mitchell have always had a pretty good relationship, and they have never criticized Mitchell so harshly.

"Michael, you're doing well. The passing is very improved, and now the pass is not passed to his partner, but to the opponent with one kick. This level is absolutely world-class. George sneered at Barak.

Barak was not a man of words, and his face flushed when he heard George's taunt.

"Daniel, our rising star in England. How do you really feel like you're Pierce, or do you think you can kick Pierce off England's left-back by now? Look at your performance, are you a defender? Calling people to play around, I thought when did our team come out with a pig's head? ”

For this single-handed player, George is even more ruthless.

Then George pointed at almost everyone, and it was a stinking scolding that covered his face. poured out the depression and resentment of these days.

Now no one knows what George is thinking, and George is very angry. But not to be angry with them, but to be angry with yourself. Burnley have been so good this season, and it's a season where promotion to the Premier League has been a problem.

But it was the damn car accident that turned what could have been a season of success into a season of failure.

If it goes well, a month later, George should have been a Premier League coach. But next season, George will lead Burnley to the hated League One. How could this not make George angry.

George let out a long sigh of relief and calmed himself.

"First of all, I want to apologize to everyone." As soon as George's words fell, everyone looked at George inexplicably. George smiled. 'If I hadn't been in a car accident, you'd be in the Premier League from next season. It's all my fault, so I'll apologize to everyone first. ”

George's words made the players below even more unsure of what to say.

"No, head. It's our fault, we didn't work hard and wasted a great opportunity. "Mitchell King, as captain, stood up and spoke on behalf of the players.

George pressed his hand and sat Mitchell down. "Well, everybody's at fault. We only look forward and don't care about the past. That's all for today, you all go back and get some rest. ”