The biggest fanatic in football

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After practicing passing for half an hour, Li Polo's breath was obviously a little messy.

His legs were not weak, but the long pass just now was at least five meters away from his ideal landing point. If it had been in a formal game, such a pass would have already missed the baseline.

"It's harder than expected!"

He reached out and wiped his hair, which was soaked with sweat.

In the end, Cox did not go back on his word. As agreed, he gave him a special tutorial, explaining in detail and making repeated corrections from the technical essentials of passing, placement selection, timing and other aspects.

However, when he was young, this assistant coach was just an unknown junior who had been playing in English League One and English League Two all year round. His skills and experience were not enough to make Lee Polo immediately have insights or open up a new world.

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But for Li Polo, who is an amateur player, such basic training is what he needs most.

In normal training sessions, Adre and Cox focus more on the overall tactical play, and it is absolutely impossible to provide detailed guidance on the technical movements of each player.

After all, Wimbledon is not a giant like Manchester United, Real Madrid, or Barcelona. The coaching staff alone can build a football team.

There are actually only four members of the coaching staff of the small team, a coach, an assistant, a team doctor, and the other is a pure support staff member...

"Okay, that's it for today."

Cox looked at his watch, clapped his hands, and was ready to end this extra practice:

"Passing skills cannot improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. It requires long-term training to allow your body to remember this feeling."

Li Poluo breathed out and accepted his kindness:

"I know, you have worked hard today, Mr. Coach."

Cox smiled and encouraged him:

"You don't need to be too impatient. Your performance in the team has already satisfied us. If it weren't for your lack of experience, I believe that with your current strength, you are fully qualified to take up a main position."

Li Polo also smiled:

"Thanks."

But... if you can go to a higher level, who would be satisfied with just being the main player of a English second-division team?

Cox seemed to see his ambition, and encouraged him again:

"Work hard, we will advance together this season, and we will have a higher and bigger stage in the future!"

Li Poluo nodded and suddenly asked:

"Uh, coach, are you short on money? Can you lend me some money?"

Cox almost jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on:

"Borrow money?"

Li Polo chuckled:

"I just got a girlfriend, and now I'm crazy poor..."

Cox was silent for a long time, took out his wallet from his pocket, and opened it directly to him:

"Tell me, which one do you want to borrow?"

There are three banknotes in his wallet.

The first one is 10 pounds.

The second one is also £10.

The third one is still £10.

Li Polo also fell silent, then he raised his head and said with difficulty:

"Thanks, bye!"

As an assistant coach for a League Two team, Cox's weekly salary is only 500 yuan.

He deeply understands the pain and helplessness of a married adult man!

-

Li Polo was about to go home but was stopped by Cox:

"I thought maybe you could talk to Powell?"

Li Polo was stunned:

"Who is that?"

Cox was speechless:

"The general manager of the club!"

Li Polo hesitated for a moment and thought of the pot-bellied guy:

"I only met him once. Can he lend me money?"

Cox was even more speechless:

"Who asked you to borrow money from him!"

Lee Polo:

"Then what should I do with him?"

Cox couldn't help but hold his forehead:

"You can talk to him about a new contract!"

Only then did Li Poluo understand:

"But... I have only joined the team for two months. Isn't it inappropriate to negotiate a new contract at this time?"

Cox shrugged:

"You have to gain a new understanding of professional football. As long as you deserve a higher contract, any time is the right time."

Li Polo savored his words carefully:

"I think...I'm worthy."

Cox patted him on the back:

"Yeah, I think so too. Within two months of joining the team, I played 9 games, only lost 1, and... scored 7 goals, several of which were the key to reversing the outcome.

Qiu, of course you deserve a better contract, don't you?"

Being so praised by his coach, Li Polo, who was already very conceited, suddenly became more confident.

He nodded vigorously:

"I understand, thank you again, Mr. Coach."

Cox laughed:

"Don't tell our general manager that I told you to increase your contract!"

-

After finishing training, Li Polo immediately sent an email to Powell, directly expressing his desire to discuss a new contract.

But until he woke up and even started a new day of training, he still didn't receive a reply.

After finishing the morning training session, he finally couldn't help but came to the club's office area and came to see the general manager in person.

He was then told by staff:

"Mr. Powell didn't come to work today."

Li Polo could only ask this staff member:

"What about his afternoon?"

The staff member answered him sincerely:

"who knows?"

As the top boss of the club, of course no one will check the general manager's work attendance. What's more, it is the middle of the season and there are basically no important things in the team that require Powell to personally handle. He can give himself a long vacation...

Li Polo thought for a while and finally decided not to take the tactful route.

[My setting is that of a green man who graduated from junior high school, and he will go straight to the trouble when he encounters it!]

He took out his cell phone, asked for Powell's number from the staff, and dialed it directly.

Fortunately, the general manager did not directly block the unknown number.

After waiting for half a minute, a lazy voice finally came from the phone:

"hello?"

When I hear it, I feel like I’m still hungover!

Li Poluo sighed secretly, and then finished all his words in one breath:

"Mr. Powell, good morning. I am a player from Wimbledon, Polo Lee. I don't know when you will have time. I want to talk to you about my contract."

There was silence for a few seconds, and then the voice came again:

"Oh...Polo Lee? That Chinese player?"

He obviously didn't have much impression of the name, but he still made an inference from the name:

"You have just joined Wimbledon, there seems to be no need to negotiate a new contract, right?"

This was an expected answer. Fortunately, Cox had previewed it for Lee Polo in advance.

Li Polo responded to him calmly:

"Mr. Powell, I have always performed well in all the games I joined the team. As a defender, I even scored 7 goals. I think this performance deserves a more generous job." The contract, at least... is not a minimum contract with a weekly salary of 300 pounds."

"Seven goals in two months?"

After hearing this number, Powell was visibly shaken.

Although he is not a professional, as a team executive, he can obviously understand what this efficiency means.

After all, in many English second division teams, there may not be many forwards who score more than 10 goals in a single season, not to mention that Lee Polo is also a defender!

"You are right, my young man. Such performance is indeed admirable."

Powell's tone obviously softened:

"Let's do this. From 11 to 12 o'clock tomorrow morning, after training, you can come to my office and we can talk face to face."