The coaching career started as a college team coach

"Will you go together?"

"No." Bowen smiled and rejected his teammate's invitation.

Watching his teammates leave the locker room with their bags and talking and laughing, Bowen sat in the empty locker room and stopped packing. He had packed it a long time ago, but he still fiddled with the few belongings in his bag.

He just wanted to wait for everyone to leave and sit for a while.

After coming to Wolves, he felt a huge gap.

He still doesn't think that joining Wolves is a wrong choice. After coming to Wolves, he clearly felt the gap. From training equipment to coaching level, he refreshes his worldview every day in Wolves. Such professional training is something he has never experienced in Hull City.

He is making progress every day, he can feel it, his teammates can feel it, and he believes Wei Le can feel it too. Since he came to Wolves, Wei Le has given him enough game time as he once promised.

But he did not give a satisfactory answer.

In the first game, he was lost in the tall defenders of Rotherham, and in the game that just ended, he had not shot a goal when he was replaced in the second half.

In Hull City, Bowen is like a "prince". Everyone in the club basically knows him. They bless him, witness his growth, value him, and are willing to help him.

But in Wolves, he is just one of the five new players in the summer. In the young team, he is not the youngest. Speaking of young, there is 16-year-old Morgan Gibbs-White, who looks very mature, but is the only minor in the team's first team.

At the same time, he also knows that he has never been the most talented player. After he saw Jota play for the first time, he made a delicate lob and made the main central defender Bass slip to the ground, and then penetrated Martin's goal amid Bass's angry shouting.

From then on, he knew that there are people beyond people and heaven beyond heaven. He must adapt to the identity of an ordinary player and compete with the main players of last season for the starting position of the right winger.

Although Wei Le still trusted him, he was very disappointed, disappointed with himself. He didn't know whether he had a future in the team.

Picking up his bag, Bowen pushed open the door and walked out of the locker room. Passing by the coach discussion room next to him, he saw that the door was ajar, and the light was still on inside, and there was a faint voice coming from inside. Bowen quietly walked to the door and heard his name mentioned inside.

"Do we need to make some adjustments in the next game, such as Bowen?" It sounded like the voice of assistant coach Celars. Bowen bit his lip tightly. Finally, the coaching staff began to distrust me?

"Is there anything wrong with Bowen?" This was Wei Le's voice.

"I don't think Bowen's performance is qualified for the starting position. You know, Joe Mason can also play on the right, and Joao Teixeira also plays well..."

"I mean, Bowen's performance in this position is not satisfactory. What is the reason?"

At this point, the office was quiet for a few seconds, and Bowen heard someone flipping through the information.

"Actually, there are still many problems... First of all, it's physical fitness." Now the physical fitness coach, the Spaniard Sergio Perez, took over the conversation. Bowen listened more carefully.

"He has no problem playing 90 minutes, but he only has about 70 minutes of physical fitness. Bowen wants to play the whole game, and he deliberately allocates his physical fitness, but in this way, the performance of the whole game is not good."

Bowen frowned when he heard this. Is this wrong? Perez paused, as if waiting for everyone to understand, and he continued.

"To put it simply, Bowen should not intentionally compress his physical fitness and use the cost of reducing the quality of the game in exchange for the full game time. 60 to 70 minutes of wonderful performance is better than 90 minutes of muddleheadedness."

Wei Le's voice came out again soon.

"That makes sense. Besides, when can he last 90 minutes of the game? You have to help him."

Perez agreed, and Celars continued to speak.

"The position is still not flexible enough, this is the main problem. No matter where the ball is or where the player is, he always receives the ball on the wing, so the ball can't be passed. In addition, you can let him play as an inside winger, but it's not enough to just tell him. He doesn't cut in decisively, and he goes too far inside. Although he has a good physique, he can't always hit people."

Sellars talked for a long time, and the more Bowen listened, the more he felt that what Sellars said made sense.

He just felt that he was not playing right, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"Well, there are some reasons.My question. Next, I will give him some individual guidance. He is not the next Robben, and his style is completely different. It would be better if he could bring the ball into the penalty area more often before handling it. "Wei Le sighed, "Anyway, it seems that we need to introduce a coach who is good at training the technical level of players in the winter window. Please keep an eye on him for me."

"Okay." I don't know who answered.

"Let's talk about whether to play or not." Celars said in a serious tone, "In the first few games, the level he showed was far from what it should be."

Bowen couldn't help but sigh. At this point, he also understood this. With the performance in these two games, even if Wei Le didn't let him continue to play, there would be no problem. It seems that he won't get any chance.

"This won't work." But Wei Le refused firmly, "Just two games can't determine his ability. Just arrived at the new team, there are only a few plug-and-play players like Jota. I believe that he must have the ability, but he hasn't adapted yet! "

"I brought him here because I saw his talent. I believe you will think the same after I show you his video. So, how can we bury him because of one or two games of discomfort? "

Bowen was stunned, and the voice of Celars came again, and he seemed to want to refute something.

"But, I think..."

"Let this matter pass first. I will give him two or three more games. I believe he will be able to play his ability, but if he can't, let's discuss this matter again."

Wei Le's tone was unquestionable, and the coaching staff had to give up. The topic about Bowen passed quickly, and then, it was the overall report on the team's training.

Listening to the faint conversation, Bowen covered his mouth with both hands, his eyes felt a little dry, and he slowly squatted down, trying not to let tears flow out.

The talent he showed in Hull City and Wolves made it difficult for people to realize that he was actually just a young man who had just become an adult. His emotions were also very sensitive, and he also needed care. Most football players are like this, and they also have fragile moments.

He didn't know if he should have heard this conversation.

But he could feel the unconditional support and attention from Wei Le, which he had never felt in any team.

Do I really have such strong abilities, worthy of Wei Le's attention?

No matter what, I must give my best performance. Even if it is not for reporting myself, I must fight for Wei Le's trust. Bowen made up his mind. He picked up his bag and walked through the half-closed door.

Hearing the footsteps fade away, Wei Le breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why do you always let me be the villain?" Celars looked resentful, "I don't want to play the good cop anymore. Next time, it's your turn to be the tough one."

Wei Le had to comfort Celars.

That's right, this is a "situational drama" arranged by Wei Le and the coaching staff. This script is very old-fashioned. It's nothing more than timing it well, "coincidentally" opening a crack in the door when Bowen passes by, "coincidentally" speaking louder, "coincidentally" letting Bowen hear the conversation he shouldn't hear.

"Does it work? "Perez asked worriedly.

"It works. We'll see the results in tomorrow's training." Wei Le happily took a sip of the teacup.

In the discussion just now, Celars played the role of "not optimistic about Bowen's future", but in fact, all the members of the coaching staff are optimistic about his future.

With a sigh, Celars looked out the window, and Bowen's figure was gone. He also smiled, young man, you have to do your best, although I don't know why Wei Le values ​​you so much, but you have to stand up quickly!