Midfielder

As Aurelio Pereira expected, the news brought by the team's general manager Carlos was certainly not satisfactory to him, and this time was no exception. The businessman who always dealt with numbers never cared. Regarding specific matters in sports, he is an out-and-out and very cold vampire in the eyes of many people, but Aurelio Pereira knows that this guy is a responsible general manager of the team, although he often makes mistakes in his own affairs. Group after group of young soldiers were taken away from their hands.

Maybe Aurelio Pereira's evaluation was a bit too harsh, but his understanding of Carlos was not biased in any way. None of the news brought by the fat guy with a sad face could make Aurelio Pereira Leila was so satisfied that he even started to get furious.

"What! Are you going to promote Chris to the senior team now? Am I crazy or are you crazy? He was promoted from the U16 team just this year, and now in less than a year, you have already promoted him from the U16 team consecutively. He was promoted to the U18 team, then the second team, and now he is being promoted to the first team. Do you want him to be promoted to five levels in one year? Do you know that this is nothing for a 17-year-old kid? benefit!"

"He has just celebrated his 17th birthday. Yes, he is a good prospect and may be as good as Louis, but he is still a little guy now. No one knows whether he can withstand the confrontations in the Super League. I don’t know, if you do this, you might destroy him!” Aurelio Pereira shouted at Carlos. He threw the whistle aside and angrily left the sidelines, leaving only Carlos scratching his head and a group of confused players who continued to accept punishment.

There is no way. Although this old man is over 60 years old, his temper can be so fiery sometimes. When he is angry, he can point his finger at the club chairman's nose and curse. For such an old minister, no one can change him. method. Carlos could only signal the team members to disperse, and then he had to follow the old man's footsteps to try to explain why all this was happening.

The only ones who can take a breath now are the players who were still being punished just now. They finally don't have to waste time on the track.

When Aurelio Pereira gets angry, only Carlos, who has worked with him for more than ten years, can find a way to communicate with him peacefully. Every damn task must be given to him. Carlos was almost fed up with this kind of work, and he didn't want his old buddy to be angry all the time. After all, the guy was already in his sixties.

"Okay, old man, you know how bad the club's situation is now. We just lost the championship to Boavista last year. And the team is no longer able to expand the first team on a large scale due to financial reasons. Ever since Portugal joined the damn Eurozone, we have been struggling to support the club. Now we can only operate with debt. We have no other way except selling good players. You know I work hard every day. I have to worry about the funds for the club’s operation, and I am now busy looking for sponsorship funds every day.”

"Selling people on a large scale will make us unable to afford the consequences. The fans will not listen to too many explanations from us. If we want to bring them back to the stadium to watch the game, we can only come up with something that excites them. You are very We know how bad the first team is now. If we want to win the championship, we must have enough blood. Your Chris may be the best choice now. You know very well what he can do on the court. Maybe you can bring him in. Sharper, but we can't wait anymore, Porto and Benfica put too much pressure on us, old man, think about our team, Chris can probably do a good job because he is your coach Come out and he'll be a great guy in Lisbon."

Carlos' words made Aurelio Pereira sigh helplessly. He understood what kind of pressure the team was under now, and he could only get angry because he couldn't let those young guys change in his hands. To get better, let them enter the adult team in advance. No one knows whether it is a blessing or a curse. There have been too many kids who looked like geniuses and died early on the field, but what he can stop now is too limited. , the world of football is no longer simple and oppressed by the supremacy of money and performance. Maybe Aurelio Pereira himself feels that he is old.

"Forget it, I will never be able to explain to you. You represent the team, and I am just a bad old man hanging out among the children. I will not express any more opinions on what you have already decided. Wait a moment. You can talk to Chris about this. This little guy has been waiting for this day for a long time. He will definitely jump with joy. I just hope he can have good luck." Aurelio Pere. La understands that all he can do is accept the team's arrangements. Although he is not satisfied, he is a Lisbon through and through.

"Old man, I know you won't watch the team in trouble and remain indifferent. Your most precious youth army will definitely win many championships for us in the Super League, just like before." Carlos knew that he was finally back Once I convinced this old stubborn, they were all members of the Athletic team, and they would dedicate themselves to this club. The green and white jersey was their belief.

"Okay, you damn businessman, you took away the best guys from the team, and now you have to find me a replacement. You know who I'm talking about. The black-haired kid was on the court yesterday. You have also seen his performance. I need him. Lisbon has not had a qualified midfield commander for too long. I think I can train him into an excellent midfield organizer. It is not possible, but it should be certain. That kid's sense of smell for catching loopholes is too sensitive." Aurelio Pereira can immediately get excited whenever he thinks of that little guy. He once thought about Chris and the black-haired kid cooperating on the court. Scene together.

A good player on the wing and a midfielder who can send fatal direct passes at any time, then Sporting Lisbon will have the most perfect frontcourt combination, Porto? Benfica? These teams will not be a problem, they will all fall at the feet of Sporting Lisbon, and the green and white uniforms will once again become the flag of Portugal. This is the scene that Aurelio Pereira is most looking forward to.

Although he may have to lose the little guy Chris now, if he can get the opportunity to coach the black-haired boy, maybe he will soon forget what he has lost, so Aurelio Pereira is very unhappy Politely asked Carlos.

"My dear friend, since you told me about this matter yesterday, I know what your intention is, but unfortunately, I have to tell you that the attempt I made failed. The one in Setubal The football kid will not come to Lisbon. If we want to get him, we must pay the Setubal Youth Team 50,000 euros, otherwise they will not agree to let him go. I tried to negotiate with them on other terms. Including player exchange, they refused, there was no room for maneuver, they said that was the player's personal opinion," Carlos said helplessly.

"And you know that guy Bettencourt, there is no way he would pay so much cash for a little guy who is only 15 years old. You must know that when you signed Chris from the Nationals, you only spent $1,500. Although We also waived their arrears of US$10,000, but compared with now, it is impossible for us to pay so much money immediately for a little guy you like. The club will not allow the youth team to squander like this. This is for the club. It's not a place where we can make that investment, so I'm sorry."

Carlos understands that such an explanation may not be accepted by Aurelio Pereira, but he must remain honest with his old friend, even if it will provoke an angry response from him, he must tell the true situation He, who let this damn situation be like this.

"Fifty thousand euros! Can't Sporting Lisbon even get 50,000 euros? Believe me, old man! That kid will definitely bring qualitative changes to the Athletic team. I have never been so sure of the value of others, but this time I hope you can be on my side, he is really a kid worth cultivating, he will bring huge benefits to the club, just like Louis before, I dare to swear to you, believe me!”

"Old man, I believe in your vision. No one in Portugal has ever doubted your ability to cultivate young people. But now is no longer the golden period when our Sporting Lisbon team dominated everything. If we want to survive, we must rely on Sell ​​people to support the club's operations. The economic conditions of the Portuguese Super League are not optimistic, and neither are we. Although we are still one of the top three in Portugal, we are not even qualified to enter the G14 threshold. Porto and Benfica have spent money. It has left us too far behind. Fifty thousand euros is not much, but use it to invest in the future. No one on the team's board of directors will agree to give you this cash. Absolutely not. What I am saying is real."

"The result of one game cannot convince the members of the board of directors, even if you and I understand the value of that kid on the court. No one wants to risk tens of thousands of euros. This is no longer the age of sailing. We just They can choose the safest way, and Chris is recognized by them, so they can spend money to train him, but the little guy with black hair does not have this luck. "

Carlos sighed. Although as the general manager of Sporting Lisbon, he always has to show that his team is still strong when speaking to the outside world, but he is very clear that the current economic situation of Sporting Lisbon has changed. Too weak, they don't even dare to reach out to those famous players. They can only hope that miracles can happen in Aurelio Pere's youth army. They have fallen behind the competition among Portugal's top three, and they have strong financial support. Porto had begun to overtake them and Sporting Lisbon was no longer one of the symbols of Portugal.

Regardless of whether he, the general manager of the Athletic team, is willing to admit this fact, this is true. Fifty thousand euros may be just the monthly salary of a second-rate player in the Portuguese Super League, but now the club is stingy enough to invest this money. With a star of hope, Sporting Lisbon has turned into a weak giant, and they are constantly overdrawing their future.

Faced with this terrible reality, Aurelio Pereira and Carlos could only sit helplessly in the office and sigh, as if they were using such sighs to commemorate the decline of a great team, and it also seemed that They are lamenting the team they have loved their entire lives.

The black-haired kid seemed to have missed out on the team after giving Sporting Lisbon four blows. Aurelio Pereira was unwilling to accept this, but the damn tens of thousands of euros became the biggest hindrance. A youth army godfather who had no right to use transfer funds was sometimes so helpless. He could only watch such a good seedling slip away from him, but he was powerless.

"Carlos, maybe giving up that kid is like the Portuguese king giving up Columbus. We may have lost the opportunity to make Sporting Lisbon more glorious." Aurelio Pereira didn't want to see this scene, but he couldn't save anything. This was the damn reality.

No one knew what happened in the office, including the players of Sporting Lisbon's youth team and Jorge Mendes who had just driven here. They didn't know how uncertain the future of Sporting Lisbon was, but Mendes learned everything that happened yesterday afternoon from Chris. As an agent who discovered young people, he seemed to have caught a potential possibility.

A kid who made Sporting Lisbon feel frustrated? Mendes' shark-like nose seemed to have smelled the scent of new prey.

Half an hour later, Aurelio Pereira and Carlos came out of the office. There was no smile on their faces. They just briefly explained the future personnel adjustments of the team. The young man they called Chris, after hearing the news that he was promoted to the first team, just like the old man said, he jumped up happily. Not only was he excited, but Mendes was also grateful for his vision.

In 2002, a World Cup year, the popularity of the Korea-Japan World Cup occupied everything in the football world, but the embarrassment of the Portuguese team being eliminated in the group stage made the country's football seem a bit depressed.

Not many people paid too much attention to some unfamiliar names this summer. A little guy from Sporting Lisbon entered the first-team list of the Portuguese giant Sporting Lisbon at the age of 17. His name is Cristiano Ronaldo, a boy that Aurelio Pereira used to call Chris.

It seemed that a magical kid was about to succeed here, just like Futre and Luis Figo in the past, but few people knew that a day ago, the Sporting Lisbon team led by Cristiano had just been taught a lesson by a black-haired kid on the field. They were beaten very badly by that country team, and the protagonist of that game, the black-haired kid, passed by Sporting Lisbon.

Except for Mendes, who was full of interest in all this, few people knew what happened here. . .

Aurelio Pereira reluctantly gave up his pursuit, but there was one person who would not miss it. His sensitivity to football told him that maybe the black-haired kid would be another good luck. . .

Three days after Cristiano was promoted to Sporting Lisbon, Aurelio Pereira, the meritorious coach in the Lisbon youth training system, chose to retire. Only Carlos knew that the old guy left here with a trace of regret.

This old man who trained batch after batch of excellent wingers, finally failed to bring the boy he liked to his team. The world of football is always full of regrets. Maybe the old man was also sighing for this regret when he left. . .

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