"George, you've really decided not to renew your contract." In his office, Kilby has completely lost his usual demeanor. He stared at George tightly, and his tone was much colder.

It's five days since the FA Cup final. In the past few days, whether it is the media or fans, they have been looking for the parties. But the three main parties, including George, Kilby and Keller Varga, did not appear at the club at all because they had turned off the phone.

The busiest thing these days is the club's reception staff, receiving batches of reporters and fans. George, who had not been seen for a long time, arrived at the club today and Kilby was waiting for him in his office.

"Mr. Kilby, I apologize to you first of all for what happened that day. I was too impulsive at the time. George knew that although he was angry that day, it was still a little excessive. After all, even if there is something, you can quarrel behind closed doors. But at Wembley Stadium at that time, there were so many reporters in the back.

Although George has no regrets about scolding Kilby and Keller, in retrospect he handled things a little hastily.

"George, I don't need to talk about that day." Kirby shook his hand. In fact, Kilby was already quite angry in his heart, and George almost said that Kilby and Keller were two stupid and pig-headed people. And if it weren't for the presence of so many, Kilby would have even felt that George would have completely shaken his fist.

It was the first time that Kilby had grown so old and had been so insulted on such an occasion. This insult is firmly in the hearts of Kilby.

"Mr. Kilby, I've decided. Once I've packed my things, I'll leave the club. "George has made up his mind to leave Burnley even if he is reluctant to do so. It was cool to swear, but George knew that Kilby and Keller Varga would hold a grudge.

Now, even if George wanted to stay, he couldn't. And George was reluctant to continue working with Kilby, a chairman who had no ambitions at all. The vision is only a little bit, the typical idea of a rich man in the countryside. Without the slightest bit of ambition, such a man would not have been able to lead Burnley to glory.

"But before I go, I would like to thank Mr Kilby for appointing me as Burnley's manager. I would also like to thank you for your support over the past three years. Whatever the reasons for Kilby's appointment as Burnley manager, George is very grateful for that. There was also a transfer fee of more than one million pounds given to George in the first year, and George was also very grateful.

Kilby knew that George was going to say goodbye to him, and his face was always bad.

"Finally, Mr. Kilby. The club has sold Ballack, and I hope you still don't sell other players. Otherwise, it will be difficult to relegate next year. And don't just sell people, buy a better midfielder. Matthew Holland and Neil Lennon have no problem as defensive midfielders, but they don't have enough strength to be the core of the midfield. George knew that with his departure, the team he had built would definitely be dismembered by Kilby. But George really doesn't want Burnley to return to the first division after a year in the Premier League.

"Staying in the Premier League is the only way to get more financial benefits for the club."

This was George's last piece of advice to Kilby. Although he left, after all, George's feelings for Burnley were not so easy to give up. So George doesn't want Kilby to mess up Burnley, a team that he has worked so hard to improve, in a short period of time.

After saying that, neither of them had anything to say, and their current positions were there. George finally nodded and left Kilby's office.

As soon as he left Kilby's office, he met Keller Varga in a hurry. For this dogleg, George doesn't have a little bit of a good feeling. So there was no greeting at all and directly bypassed him.

"George......" Instead, Caleb Varga stopped George, with a smile on his face. George, don't think that just because you have achieved a little bit of success, you will have no one in mind. Don't forget, you're always just a coach. ”

George snorted, grimacing. "Mr. Varga, I've never had no one in my sights. On the contrary, it is you, who is a little rich and safe, and this life is like this. With a sneer, George left the club's office building.

George strolls through the Tivmore Stadium. Although the pitch is small, this is where George started. George had many firsts and many fond memories at the Afmore Stadium.

But George is leaving Burnley soon, leaving Turfmore Stadium. Back at Tivmore Stadium will be Burnley's opponent. I don't know if I will be greeted with applause or boos.

Walking and walking, George walked to Burnley's academy base, although the first team had been disbanded. But it will take some time for the youth team to disband, and George looks at the young players who are working hard there and remembers his time as a director of the youth team.

"George, you're here." Wilkinson also heard rumors about George, but his attitude remained the same.

George nodded, didn't speak, and sat next to Wilkinson. Then looking at the youth team playing, there are no players that make a difference. But in terms of overall quality, it is higher than when George was in the Burnley youth team.

If it had been three years ago, several of Burnley's youth teams could have been directly pulled into the first team as substitutes.

George watched their training with emotion and found that all the young players were training hard, and only one black boy stood on the sidelines of the court and watched them train.

"Wilkinson, what's going on with that. You also let the children stand on the side. George asked Wilkinson with a smile.

Wilkinson looked at George suspiciously, then followed George's line of sight to see the young players standing on the sidelines, and then shook his head. "It wasn't our youth player, he came to us for a tryout."

"The trial, how did you not perform well and was dismissed." Such players are plentiful, although Burnley is a small place. But because of the good results in the past few years, and the first team is full of young players. So a lot of young players come here and come for trials.

Wilkinson shook his head. "The strength is definitely this." Wilkinson gave a thumbs up.

"Well, what's ...... then" Wilkinson couldn't compare to Carl Pat. But as a youth team coach for 30 years, I still have an eye for people. He also coached Daniel, and Ljungberg played under him for two months. Since Wilkinson said that the strength of this young player is good, then the strength should not be too bad.

"This little guy has a lot of tone, a small apprenticeship contract, and a salary of one hundred and ten pounds a week." Wilkinson sighed. "I thought the strength was good, so I reported it. was harshly spoken by Kilby on the phone. ”

Even George laughed, this kid is indeed not small. Don't say it's Burnley, even if it's in the Premier League, unless it's a genius, there is no apprenticeship contract of £110. £110, that's a salary contract for some first-team players in League Two.

This kind of contract can't be signed casually, because it will make other young players have to pay more.

No one in the Burnley first team has been paid more than £1,000 a week so far.

"The kid is really crazy. But is it really strong, or ...... "If you are a talented player, don't say 110 pounds, even if it is 200 pounds, you should stay."

Wilkinson paused, then turned his head to look at the black boy again.

"George, it's hard for me to say. But this kid is in very good physical condition, he needs to have speed, he needs to have body, and he has strong explosiveness, so it can be said that he has all the conditions for success. And the technology isn't bad either. ”

"What kind of position?" All of a sudden, George was a little interested in the black boy.

"Right-back. Fierce defensively and quick in action, he is a good defender. But as you know, £110 for a defender, the club doesn't agree. "If it had been put in the past, this kind of thing would have been managed by George.

But now George is resigning, so Keller is in charge. He wouldn't break the company's wage system for the sake of a young player.

"Right-back?" George nodded. It's good to be a right-back, but listening to Wilkinson, George thinks it's better to be a midfielder. Speed, explosiveness, physicality, good defending, agility, that's all the qualities of a defensive midfielder. As long as he knows how to choose a position, then he can develop a defender.

The current team doesn't realize that by the time the 21st century comes, the good midfielders are a rare species.

"You sit down first, and I'll go over and have a look." George wanted to go and talk to the black boy, although he didn't know which country in Africa the black boy was a player from. But George is not worried about the language, as the official language of most African countries is either English or French. Neither language was a problem for George.

The black boy also spotted George coming, so he looked up at George.

Coming to Burnley for a trial, of course he knows George. So very surprised.

Unfortunately, the black boy didn't know that George was even more surprised when he saw him.