Hearing Dick say this, Marriner was immediately stunned - originally he came to Dick to accuse him, but Dick dismissed himself in a few words, and now he started to instigate him...
So Malina almost subconsciously asked: "Where to go?" As soon as he said this, Malina wanted to scratch his own ears. Didn't this clearly indicate that he wanted to go with Dick?
"It's not confirmed yet." Dick shook his head: "I originally planned to become a shareholder of Atletico Madrid after the season. Where can I find a new owner... But I think with my current name, even though the rich and powerful clubs may
There’s no room for me anymore, but it’s okay to find a decent club.”
"...You are too modest." Marriner spat out a few words speechlessly: "Will it still be in La Liga?"
"Probably not, Spain... I don't want to be an enemy of Atletico Madrid. Besides, I don't want to go to Barcelona and Real Madrid. What other teams are qualified to want me? Valencia and Deportivo are also
They all have their own head coach, so I can't coach Getafe." Dick laughed.
"This...I still have to think about it now. You suddenly said this to me, and I was not prepared..." Marina said hesitantly.
Dick shrugged: "No problem, after all, you are different from me. I am a single man and I don't have a house in Madrid. I can leave whenever I want. But your wife and children have their houses in Madrid, even if you don't follow me
I don't have any objections to leaving... I know your feelings for Atletico Madrid, so... this is just a suggestion, and I may not be able to find a better club than Atletico Madrid."
Marina nodded silently and then left. Dick sent him out with a smile. When he came back, he saw old Franco sitting in the living room, looking at him with a very complicated look.
"Old man, it's very late now, why don't you go to bed?" Dick stood up in front of him and asked with a smile.
Franco shook his head: "I can't sleep. I'm older and I don't sleep that much anymore."
Having said this, Franco looked up at Dick: "Di, are you okay now? Do you have time to talk to me?"
"Of course." Dick nodded, then opened Franco's refrigerator on his own, then took out two bottles of beer from it, handed one to Franco, then opened it himself, and signaled to Franco
For a moment, he then raised his neck and took a big sip.
Franco held the wine bottle in his hand, but did not drink it. Instead, he asked Dick: "Di, are the recent rumors true?"
"To a certain extent, that's true, but to a large extent, it's very different."
Dick breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile: "Old man, I know you have wanted to ask this for a long time, but after holding it in for so long, do you feel uncomfortable holding it in?"
"It's very uncomfortable." Franco nodded.
"Then...old man, I can tell you everything today, but I will announce everything in two days anyway. As for whether anyone will believe it, I don't care."
Dick laughed, then took another sip of beer, and then said: "Ten million dollars and 10% of the shares are real, but this was already negotiated before Mr. Chairman went to heaven...
...Because he hopes that I can continue coaching at Atletico Madrid. I am very touched by his approach."
"I have been working hard, for myself and for Atletico Madrid. I never thought about ending up in a club at Atletico Madrid because I was still young and there is a saying in football circles: 'Never be right. "Say no in the future", this sentence is a wise saying, and I agree with it very much, so all I thought about at the time was to win as many championships as possible in Atletico Madrid to make my reputation bigger and my position more stable, even if In other clubs, I can be attractive enough. Even if the chairman doesn't like me one day, I can still find a better position... Isn't my idea too much?" Dick continued. He looked up, his eyes a little blurry.
"It's not too much." Franco shook his head: "I have watched football for so many years, and of course I know how precarious a career a head coach is...especially under the leadership of Mr. Chairman, who changes head coaches every year or two. , even changing several head coaches in one season is not unusual. It is normal for you to have such thoughts. After all, you are still young and you have to think about the future."
"That's it." Dick put down the empty wine bottle, then stood up and took another bottle out of the refrigerator, and then took a big gulp: "Fortunately, my results in leading the team have always been good... ...No matter what the reason is, in short, Mr. President trusts me very much, and I am very grateful for his trust. However, after leading the team to win a league championship, I feel that my achievements in Atletico Madrid have come to an end. After all, I am not from the club. Chairman, I am just a head coach. Maybe I can win many championships every year, but I cannot build a team that can always have a top level. This is not something that a head coach can do unless He became a symbol of the club, just like Ferguson."
"At this time, Mr. Chairman found me and made a proposal to transfer part of his shares to me. Maybe many people said that Mr. Chairman is a football layman and an upstart who is eager for quick success. I once thought so. , However, when I heard this proposal, I knew that Mr. Chairman is a wise man. He knows how to make Atletico Madrid a top club instead of occasionally reaching the top. If I were a shareholder of the club, then I would be able to implement more The long-term plan is not to just buy some top players who can form a fighting force as they have been in the past two years. I will train young people and form a complete echelon system so that the style of the entire club can be inherited in one continuous line, and its hematopoietic function and its own benignity The ability to cycle is extremely top-notch! Only then will we be able to truly compete with top clubs like Real Madrid and Barcelona!"
"Why did Barcelona become the dream team in the 1990s? Because Cruyff created the entire Barcelona system! Why is Real Madrid the number one club in the world? Because from the beginning, they built the team with superstars, and this will happen in any era. The best stars are willing to join Real Madrid! This is the tradition of the club! A great tradition! What Atletico Madrid lacks is exactly this kind of tradition! Only by giving me more power can I not be punished when I occasionally fail. There are too many constraints to build such a tradition in time! Although I look down on Barcelona, I admit that what Cruyff brought to them is definitely not the championships in the 1990s, but incomparable glory. The future! La Masia Football School will be a very scary existence! If you want to compete with them, you need to have a longer-term plan!"
Dick's words made Franco, the old man, begin to feel his blood boiling. He replied loudly: "I believe in you, Dick! I believe you can do it!"
"I also believe that I will be able to do it." Dick smiled bitterly, and then opened the third bottle of wine: "Unfortunately, when we reached a peak, Mr. Chairman fell down and went to heaven... Next
, Xiao Hill gave up on that promise and regarded the agreement as nothing. I could bear this originally. After all, I have run very well in Atletico Madrid in the past two years! I have the ability to keep Atletico Madrid in a good position.
Two years of top form! But you know, old man, that little idiot Xiao Hill, that stupid guy, that guy with a good skin but a belly full of straw bag, he is starting to take away my power now!
Just three days ago, he told me that he wanted me to tell him what kind of players I need, and then he goes to buy them...joke, can he have me know better what kind of players the team needs? Can he know?
How to bring the players I need? Don't be ridiculous! He can only drink, hook up with the chairman's female secretary, have extramarital affairs... Does he know how to form a team? Fart! If he can form a team,
Then I have the ability to form a country!"
Looking at the drunken Dick, Old Hill sighed: "So that's it...I blamed you wrongly, Dick."
"It's okay, many people will blame me wrongly, I don't give a damn...Besides, I just said it without any basis, I'm very happy that you can believe me, old man, it seems that I haven't failed as a human being.
” Dick laughed heartily.
"That agreement...is there no evidence? If there is, I think all our Atletico Madrid fans will be on your side! This is Spain, and Atletico Madrid was once the club of all Atletico Madrid fans!
Even if he is the club's largest shareholder, as long as we can stand up, he won't be able to hold this position for long!" Franco said loudly.
"No... because it was just a verbal agreement at the time, and I don't think Mr. Chairman will break the contract." Dick shook his head: "Besides, it was planned that I could transfer the shares when I was free after the season. Who knows?
Something like this will happen... Mr. Chairman, this was not my intention. You are in heaven, so don't blame me."
Looking at Dick muttering to the ceiling, Franco couldn't help laughing. Seeing that Dick had finished the third bottle of wine, he shook his head, and then corked the bottle in his hand that had not been drunk.
Past: "Keep drinking...you have been tired enough these past few years..."
"I'm so tired. I'm drinking, hooking up with girls, directing games, and time has passed like this." Dick laughed heartily, and then took another big sip of wine: "Old man, I guess I'll be leaving soon.
Here it is... Next time you rent a house, rent it to an honest person. Don't rent to someone like me who always comes back in the middle of the night and disturbs your sleep."
Having said this, Dick stood up and shook the wine bottle in his hand: "Thank you, thank you for inviting me to drink."
Seeing Dick walking up the stairs one step at a time, Franco shook his head, and then sighed: "After you leave, I don't plan to rent this house again... I'm old too.
I can’t use that much money, so I’d better keep it empty, so that I can often think of such a great coach who once lived in this house of mine. At that time, he was still very young, and he often came down to the refrigerator in the middle of the night.
Stealing my food..."
Hearing Franco's sigh, Dick's steps stopped for a moment, then he stood on the stairs and slowly turned around.
"Old man, thank you for thinking like this... keep this house. One day, I will come back, and then I will still live with you! Take care of yourself. I know two old men in Madrid.
One of them has already gone to heaven, and I don’t want you to drink coffee with him so early!”
Looking at Dick's back, Franco suddenly laughed, smiling happily, as happy as a child.
