Coaching career started as a college team coach

Tierney opened his arms, but a few seconds later, the impact from behind made him stumble forward.

Several strong arms hugged Tierney, and Tierney turned around and saw Almiron, Jota and Trossard!

The others were still behind, and Van der Beck also rushed up and hugged the four of them!

"Why are you still crying? Are you so excited about scoring a goal?" Trossard asked in confusion.

"You don't understand, it's the first goal, and I'm not allowed to be excited?" Dendoncker ran up and laughed. He turned around and pulled Tierney back to the field, "Come back, we still have to play!"

"Yeah." Tierney smiled and wiped the tears from his face a few times - it would not be glorious if everyone saw him crying, so Tierney simply put his jersey on his head to cover his face.

In fact, Trossard heard what Tierney shouted.

He certainly knew why Tierney cried because of a goal. It was not just a goal, but also a proof that the young man who pursued his dream is still moving forward.

Trossard came from Belgium and Tierney came from Glasgow, both of whom left the club that nurtured them. Their mother tongues are not the same, but similar growth experiences allow Trossard to resonate with Tierney.

Trossard transferred from the Belgian giants Genk to Wolves, while Tierney transferred from Celtic, a team that can almost monopolize the Scottish Premier League championship.

The choices of Trossard and Tierney are completely different from Alphonso Davies' choice to land in the Premier League from the MLS. Alphonso Davies' choice is to move up.

It seems that Trossard and Tierney seem to have made the wrong choice. Some fans do not understand their choice of "going downhill", just like they did not understand why Bowen transferred from the Premier League team Hull City to Wolves at the time.

Bowen grew up in Wolves, while Hull City was relegated, which slapped many people in the face.

In fact, Trossard and Tierney don't need to prove anything to anyone, nor do they need to slap anyone in the face.

After all, this is their own career, and no one can say anything about it.

But they still want to prove it.

This is not to prove it to those who look down on them, but to prove it to those who are optimistic about them. Those teammates, coaches and fans who support him, his parents, relatives and friends.

Leaving home and flying far away is not an easy thing.

It is normal to report good news but not bad news when you are far away from home.

Although everything seems to be going well in Wolves, the small setbacks in life always make them see clearly that they are in real life rather than dreams.

Perhaps only the uncontrolled roar when scoring a goal can temporarily vent their difficult emotions.

How much longing is hidden in the sentence "I am doing well"?

The others dispersed, Trossard and Tierney walked side by side to the wing they were responsible for, and Trossard whispered beside Tierney: "We have more to prove."

Tierney cast a surprised and puzzled look, but the next second, it turned into a warm smile.

"Okay, then let's prove more together."

Glasgow, Scotland.

Rogers took off his heavy coat and hung it on the hanger. A Europa League match was playing on the TV screen.

Although he didn't tell Tierney himself, Rogers has been paying attention to Tierney's performance for a long time.

Almost as soon as Tierney started to integrate into the team, Rogers found that although Tierney was no longer in the team, he still often thought of this hard-working young man and his stubborn face.

So Rogers began to pay attention to Tierney's performance in Wolves outside of work. He partially put aside the perspective of the head coach and appreciated Tierney's performance from the identity of just a "friend".

Just like fans, cheering for Tierney's every successful pass and every successful steal, and regretting Tierney's mistakes.

Of course, Wei Le's aggressive use of Tierney also reassured Rogers, at least the head coach knew how to use Tierney correctly - at least Tierney could be fully developed.

Rogers did not take the initiative to contact Tierney, and Tierney did not contact Rogers much. Even if they contacted, they were basically reporting good news.

Rogers could only share Tierney's happy mood in simple language.

This is also a unique experience for the head coach who once coached the giants Liverpool. Returning to the Celtics he is familiar with and standing with the young people, everything is fine.

"... Tierney, he stole the opponent and rushed forward from the left side. He is very fast!"

Rogers put down the cup in his hand and walked closer to severalstep, watching the game screen carefully.

"Tierney is still rushing forward, he shook off the defender, Wolves formed a numerical advantage in the frontcourt, Tierney is still dribbling forward, no one can defend him!"

"Pass, pass..." Rogers murmured in a low voice, although he knew that he could not guide the players in this way, he also knew that he was now in a God's perspective, and it might be difficult for the players to see the opportunity from their own perspective.

But he didn't care at all now, he was just a fan now.

"Pass! Tierney passed the ball to winger Trossard, Trossard passed the ball straight without stopping, and passed it to Tierney again!"

"Tierney broke into the penalty area, now he faces a good chance to score, and has many choices!"

"Push shot————!!!!!!!!!!"

Rogers clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He saw the football in the picture shatter the last barrier, broke through the defense, and stopped when it hit the net!

"Good shot!" Rogers shouted. This is the office, his private space. He can shout without restraint, without worrying about his identity.

Great! The first goal finally came!

Rogers was sincerely happy for this beloved disciple whom he promoted and reused.

Then, the TV screen turned, and he saw Tierney rushing to a camera on the sidelines.

The next second, he and Tierney were face to face, and saw Tierney turned around and pointed at his yellow jersey and the number 15 behind him!

What a proud number, you will definitely let the whole world remember it. Rogers smiled.

Rogers picked up the cup, and under the steam was floating coffee foam. When Rogers turned around and looked at the TV again, he heard Tierney's shout -

"I'm doing well!"

The broadcast screen had switched to the replay of the game, and the scene of Tierney's long-distance attack was still being played repeatedly, but Rogers was stunned, and the coffee in his hand was frozen in the air.

After a while, he came back to his senses.

Perhaps, this sentence was not just for him.

But he must be the target of this sentence.

He knew this.

"Okay, as long as you are doing well."

Rogers smiled and nodded, as if Tierney was standing in front of him, wearing a green Celtics training suit, in the training field under the shade of a tree, asking him what he thought of his training performance.

Celtics head coach Rogers sat on the sofa and stretched comfortably. He was very happy today.