Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 You are all trash! ()

Originally, there was a different situation in the home team's locker room at Brisbane Road Stadium.

Leiden Oriental players, who have been accustomed to failure in the past few months, are not too concerned about the situation of falling behind in the first half. After all, after losing in the last game that was related to the last glimmer of hope for relegation, Leiden Oriental only had the theoretical possibility to relegate. Although it is not an impossible task to complete in six rounds, Leiden Oriental is not catching up with one team, but three teams - the first three teams ahead of them are very close to the points, and the least one ahead of Leiden Oriental is ten, which basically declares Leiden Oriental's death penalty.

What does it matter if you lose in this situation? Anyway, you will be relegated...

In this case, head coach McDonald has no good idea. The head coach who took office in December last year knew that the fate that was waiting for him was probably fired. After each team was relegated, the first person to be fired was probably their head coach. McDonald knew that the reason he had not been fired yet was just because the club was unwilling to spend money to hire a coach at the end of the season.

Seeing someone playing music, someone chatting, and no one preparing for the locker room in the second half, McDonald sighed.

Although he felt it was useless, McDonald was still going to say something. Just as he was about to open his mouth, a loud noise suddenly came from his ears!

McDonald, who was stunned, looked blankly at the door of the locker room. The door was originally tightly closed, but now the door was hanging crumblingly on the door frame. Amid the smoke and dust, a not-so-high voice gradually became clear.

The players who were stunned by the emergencies only realized at this time. A few bad tempers were about to scold them, and a few timids were about to call the security guard. Xiao Ming had already tilted his head and walked in with a smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen."

Xiao Ming's tone was very relaxed, but this relaxed tone made most players feel bad. After all, a guy first violently kicked open the door, and then spoke in this tone more abnormal than rushing in with a knife.

"Ah, Mr. Chairman." The first thing that came to his mind was MacDonald. He recognized the chairman who had met him twice - but the chairman who appeared in front of him today made him feel a little strange.

A few months ago, this guy was an ordinary fan. After he took office, he ran to the training ground and said to him: "I hope you can help the team succeed in relegation." After he became the chairman of Leiden East, he also met McDonald. He had no airs at all and was quite kind.

But today, this person who looked sneered and had a hint of evil spirit appeared on his body, is the poor fan and kind chairman?

When the head coach said that this guy was the chairman, several players who were ready to clench their fists and beat people up, let go of their fists, but there were still many bad gazes in their eyes when they looked at Xiao Ming - what's wrong with the chairman? Can the chairman kick open the door of the locker room at will?

What is the locker room? The most sacred and secret place of a team! Except for the team members, everyone else rarely enters the locker room, even the chairman! And the newly appointed chairman actually kicked open the door to the locker room!

Why is he?

Xiao Ming walked around the mess in front of him and walked to the middle of the locker room: "Are you having afternoon tea? Tsk tsk tsk tsk, look at the relaxing atmosphere here! It is indeed a good opportunity to have afternoon tea. Why, aren't I welcome? Give me a cup of black tea and two more cookies."

Hilton, sitting in the corner, smiled, and he shrank his body into the corner again. He had almost guessed what Xiao Ming was here for. As the leader of the locker room, he didn't want to talk at this time.

The boss of the locker room didn't say anything, and the second in command stood up - attacking midfielder Steve Casso was another leader in the locker room and another person who casts bad eyes on Xiao Ming: "Sorry, Mr. Chairman, I think you're wrong. This is not the place for afternoon tea, but the locker room on Brisbane Road."

"Aren't you having afternoon tea? Why do I think you are very leisurely? If you don't say it, I don't know that you have played forty-five minutes of games. Maybe you are not sweating, right? It's so easy to be a player, I want to be a player."

Xiao Ming's mean words echoed in the locker room. Now the stupidest person also knew that the chairman was coming to cause trouble. Just when someone was about to fight back, a fury shout exploded in the locker room.

"I thought you shot pistols ten times together last night!" Xiao Ming waved his arm violently: "Otherwise, your feet would be so weak that they couldn't run on the court! Our fans are so tolerant, so tolerant that even your garbage performances are still being relieved for you! Except for Jack Soya, the bastard who puts his middle fingers, the other fans are very calm! But now I prefer the middle fingers of those bastards. Although the bastard hit me on the head with an orange last Saturday, I am on the same side as them in this matter!"

Then he raised his hands and stretched out his middle fingers at the same time: "The scene that should appear now is that there are eight thousand such middle fingers in the stands, two of them each!"

The players of Leiden Oriental were shocked by the chairman who jumped and scolded them with two middle fingers. Old Wood did not do this before. He always spoke to the players in an extremely kind manner. Even if he lost the ball, he would come to the locker room to sigh a few times. Leiden Oriental fans are generally civilized and rarely as popular as the fans of other teams - but as the fan named Anderton next to Old Wood said, Leiden Oriental players were spoiled.

Now, Xiao Ming's angry performance and no room for cursing made them feel angry and began to vaguely feel that the bowl of rice playing football in Leiden East would not seem to be easier to eat than before...

"Yes, we are about to be relegated now, no, we can say that we have been relegated, but don't forget that you are not only playing for the club!" Xiao Ming continued to get angry: "Yes, if the team is relegated, you can pat your butt and leave. Leiden Oriental plays in the English and C next season, and you can continue to play in the English and B, but don't forget that no club will use a piece of garbage. In the first half, you are not a pile of garbage, but ten piles of garbage!"

After almost venting, Xiao Ming turned around and kicked the already shaky door again. The poor door finally fell off the door frame and smashed a large piece of dust again. Xiao Ming left a sentence without looking back: "You can continue your garbage performance, but next season I will not let the club have garbage again. I think other clubs will not need any garbage. In this world, the place where garbage can go is the garbage transfer station."

After leaving this sentence, Xiao Ming turned around and left the locker room, leaving only a group of players who were angry, confused, or thoughtful.

"You are all trash!"

"Leyton Oriental fans are too tolerant!"

"There should be eight thousand middle fingers in the stands!"

“No club would use a rubbish!”

"You play football not only for the club!"

Xiao Ming's back disappeared from the locker room, but in just over a minute, the words Xiao Ming yelled made the players very shocked. Even if he had left, the words he shouted kept echoing in the players' hearts.

Players who like Leiden Oriental will be ashamed of their performance and grateful for the tolerance of Oriental fans. Players who are no longer here have begun to consider whether they should perform well in order to fight for a good enough contract next season. Even those players who are older and are preparing to retire are beginning to think that is it really good to use such a bad season as the end of their career?

Xiao Ming scolded everyone, but he occupied the commanding heights, making these players unable to refute.

McDonald sat there in a daze. Xiao Ming's words just now meant scolding him too - what is the responsibility of a coach? It's not just to train the players, but it's the work of an assistant coach - a coach has to lead the team to show his strength on the court and boost the morale of the team when the players are depressed, but what about him? He can only watch the players play games after games without any angrily.

Seeing the head coach in a daze and huddled in the corner, Hilton couldn't help but feel a little contempt for the head coach who was three years younger than him. He coughed dryly and clapped his face: "Okay, guys, it makes sense that the chairman got angry just now. We did perform very poorly - not only in the first half, but throughout the season."

For players like Leiden Oriental who are in the amateur league, Hilton, who has been guarding the England national team for nearly 30 years, is a high-profile presence. Otherwise, Hilton, who is in his forties and extremely low-key manner, would not be able to become the locker room leader of Leiden Oriental. After all, Leiden Oriental is a team mainly based on local players, and many players in the team have been playing for more than five or six years. It has only been three or four years since Hilton came to Leiden Oriental.

After hearing what Hilton said, although many players felt unwilling to accept it, most of the players became quiet and wanted to hear what the locker room boss was going to say.

"What is Stoke Port? When we almost entered the top six last season, they were still playing in the English New Year's C! And now, they actually want to show off their strength at our home court! We are old-fashioned English New Year's team, they are just a new team! Even if we are basically relegated, they have to know what the level of the English New Year's team is!"

The players began to think that Hilton was a little strange today. You should know that in previous games, Hilton rarely inspires the morale of the team so passionately during the halftime break. After all, he came to Leiden East just to play quietly for a few more years. If he hadn't had a good personal relationship with former chairman Tony Wood and was not very willing to retire, he wouldn't have come to Leiden East. With this mentality, he was just trying his best to play his own level on the court and wouldn't have had anything extra.

But today, Hilton seemed to be stimulated by the young chairman, and began to inspire the morale of the players for the first time.

After being yelled like this by Hilton, many of the already numb hearts began to beat again - yes, we were one of the most powerful teams in the League Two last season, Stoke Port is just a new team. Even such a team began to bully themselves?

Even if you are relegated, these teams who don’t know how high the sky is, they will be bigger than horses. No matter how thin the camels fly, they will not be bullied by hens!

Of course, what Xiao Ming said before also worked - even if he wanted to transfer after the season, he had to show some good performances to let other teams take a fancy to him, right? You should know that two different levels of leagues are completely different concepts, whether it is attention, income or glory...

Old Wood was already waiting in the stands a little anxiously. Seeing that the second half of the game was about to begin, Xiao Ming had not returned to the stands yet, he began to worry whether Xiao Ming, who was running down fiercely, would have a conflict with the players in the locker room. Now Leiden East can no longer withstand other tossing...

Just when Old Wood was about to have a heart attack, the sharp-eyed Bruce next to him had already pointed to the player passage below and shouted: "Mr. Tony, look!"

Old Wood opened his old eyes and looked down. He happened to see Xiao Ming, who was wearing a suit, walked out of the player passage, then found a seat on the home team coach's seat, and sat down...

"What did he do there?" Just when Old Wood was surprised, the players on both sides had already appeared.

The Leiden Oriental players who were playing did not notice this yet, and several substitutes who were walking to the bench all stopped when they approached the bench, staring at Xiao Ming, who was sitting steadily next to the coach's seat.

"Sit down, gentlemen, I think the sight of watching the ball here is better." Xiao Ming gave indifferent tips to the substitute seat next to him.

Several substitute players sat down next to him hesitantly. Substitute goalkeeper Cardwell thought about it and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Chairman, this is the coach's seat, and it's not something that the team's coach cannot sit."

Xiao Mingheng glanced at him: "It's okay, I'm now announcing the team to add an assistant coach - that's me. Anyway, the assistant coach does not need the coaching qualification certificate issued by the FA."

Cardwell was speechless and couldn't speak. The substitute guard Haji pulled his clothes and told him not to say anything, so as not to let the chairman look bad-tempered and furious again. The substitute midfielder Morrison and substitute forward McGrady on the other side had already begun to look at Xiao Ming with admiration.

Morrison and McGrady are both young, only in their early twenties. They are both players from the Leiden Oriental youth team. Although they don’t have many opportunities to play, they can always be on the bench. They still have ambitions and love Leiden Oriental. They are also very anxious when looking at the current situation of the team, but the main players are basically veterans who are much older than their qualifications. Even if they are dissatisfied with these veterans, they can only keep their dissatisfaction in their hearts. Xiao Ming mercilessly scolded these veterans in the locker room. Young people always admire those who have done what they want but cannot do.

Head coach McDonald also came over. After seeing Xiao Ming, he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything, just sat down in the head coach's position.
Chapter completed!