Xiu'an United ranked in the middle of League One last season. The team has no stars. It can be said that it can stay in League One mainly because of the tacit understanding of their "blue-collar warriors" who have been working together all year round. The offense and defense cannot be called balanced.
In the league, we lost almost all the games we should lose, and won all the games we should win, averaging about 1.5 goals per game.
Their head coach, Peter Dawson, became the coach after retiring from the team.
There are no outstanding characteristics from this team. They are just the characters who accompany the prince to study and spend their time.
As the opponent in the opening game, Peter has done some research and understanding of Millwall. From Millwall's large investment in sterling in the summer to the introduction of Aldridge in the tabloids yesterday, what impressed Peter most was the sentence: Millwall
Wall's young boss only hopes that the team can avoid relegation and stay in League One after investing huge sums of money in the summer.
Peter felt that Aldridge, a young man, was quite self-aware and knew that he should be pragmatic and establish himself in League One first, but in his heart he despised this kind of coach who was not from an orthodox background in English football.
Although Aldridge has a coaching qualification certificate, he is not technically trained in English football. In addition, he has never played football before. In the eyes of other coaches, he is a typical layman.
Peter casually chatted with his assistant about the team's signing targets. There was still more than half a month before the transfer window closed. Xiu'an United tried to rent some players who could not play in the big teams. Xiu'an United was not a big football team.
Yes, the team is full of long-term players with average strength, just like a poor family living their lives: three years with the new, three years with the old, and three more years of mending.
The transfer period every year is a time for small teams like this to "make repairs."
Peter saw his assistant shut his mouth and said nothing, looking behind him with a strange expression. Peter, who was tall and fit the typical image of a middle-aged British man, frowned and turned around, and saw Ou, who was dressed in a suit and ties like a stockbroker.
Derich.
With a soft smile on his face, Aldrich stretched out his right hand and said softly: "Hello..."
Before he finished saying hello, he was interrupted by Peter.
"Who the hell are you? What do you want to do?"
Of course Peter knew that the person in front of him was the head coach of Millwall, but he just wanted to give this kind of young guy who had no football color at all a show of strength.
Aldrich was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the other party had such a bad temper and started to use foul language.
Thinking of the conversation between Peter and his assistant just now, Aldrich thought that he had been misunderstood and was here to eavesdrop, so he kept smiling and said: "My name is Aldrich, and I am Millwall..."
When he said this, Aldrich's outstretched right hand was still in front of Peter, but he was ruthlessly interrupted again.
Peter frowned and pointed to the home team's coaching bench in an old-fashioned way and said: "I know who you are. Now go back to your coaching bench and stay there. Don't bother me. Do you even understand football? You think this is...
What about a party? Come up to talk to me like a girl? Idiot!"
Aldrich's expression froze. At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he could see the players and coaches of Xiu'an United showing joking expressions while sitting on the chairs of the visiting team.
The stands of the Lion's Den Stadium also fell silent. The fans watched curiously as Aldridge walked to the visiting team's coaching bench and stretched out his hand to the opponent's coach, and then kept his right hand stretched out in front of him. The opponent's coach had no intention of shaking hands.
And he was vomiting something to Aldrich.
What's wrong?
It only took Aldrich less than two seconds to come to his senses. Instead of taking back his right hand, he raised his right hand and pointed it at Peter's nose, shouting back in a disdainful tone.
"Who the hell do you think you are? I'm here to say hello because I think highly of you. If this wasn't the first game of the league, I wouldn't care that you are the steaming shit in some pit! Shit
!You are shit! And your team is shit too! His-fucking shit!”
Aldridge knew that he could not turn around and return to the home team's coaching bench in despair. Otherwise, he would be finished. Not only would the opponent's arrogance be heightened, but even Millwall fans would despise him as a coach.
Peter obviously didn't expect that the young boy in front of him would dare to point his nose and scold him. He was stunned for a moment and was about to rush towards Aldrich like a furious beast. Fortunately, he was tightly hugged by the quick-eyed assistant behind him.
Seeing that Peter was about to fight, Aldrich also tried to pull up his sleeves and wanted to fight. He felt quite helpless in his heart: I came over to say hello, why don't we just have a chat and be done with it? Why do you want to humiliate me?
Whether Peter is out of hatred for the rich, jealous of Aldrich's handsome appearance, or putting on airs as a veteran coach, in short, an inexplicable conflict is taking place.
Aldridge just scolded the Allianz coach for adding the team to the team in a loud voice. The Lion's Den stadium is so small that the fans in the stands behind the coaching bench could hear it clearly.
At this time, I saw Aldridge rolling up his sleeves to break up the punches without even taking a step back. His aggressive look excited the Millwall fans.
"Shit! You are just shit!"
The fans behind the coaching bench waved their arms and cursed at Xiu Anlian, which made Aldridge's reputation grow stronger.
Aldrich didn't want to take action at all, but now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. Fortunately, Jenson and several coaches rushed over from the home team's coaching bench and hugged Aldrich, creating a distance between him and Peter.
The head coaches of both teams looked like they were not gentlemen. Peter and Aldridge were hugged by their respective people, and they were yelling at each other.
"Boy, come here and I'll beat you to death!"
"Idiot! You piece of shit, I'll dirty my hands even if I hit you!"
Peter was furious and said without thinking: "You say we are shit. If you lose the game, it will prove that you are not even as good as shit!"
Aldrich was stunned!
Even the fans in the stands stopped yelling and swearing. They looked at each other in confusion, and everyone was thinking about the connotation of the Allianz coach's words.
Suddenly, Aldrich stopped trying to break away from Janson's pull, started to straighten his suit with a loud laugh, and said loudly: "Does anyone really admit that he is a piece of shit? Hahahaha, it seems that not only is it a smelly piece of shit, but it is also a piece of shit.
Brain shit!"
Hahahahaha...
The fans in the stands were laughing so much that Peter was trembling all over, his old face was red from holding back, as if he might explode at any moment.
Aldridge saw the referees running towards him. He quickly put on his suit, waved to the fans in the stands and started cheering, then walked towards the home team's coaching bench with his head held high.
Behind him, Peter was still yelling and swearing. The referee came up to ask what happened and warned Peter Dawson, but Aldridge had already walked to the turf in front of the home team's coaching bench and stood there.
"Did you do that on purpose just now? To provoke the other team's head coach?"
Jensen and other coaches were confused. This was the first time they had seen an incident where two head coaches almost had a conflict before the game even started when they met for the first time.
Aldridge looked calm and whispered: "I just went in the wrong direction. The guy over there didn't give me the face to teach me a lesson, so I had to fight with him, but it was a mistake. I think this game will be very interesting."
Jenson returned to the coaching bench with a wry smile and sat down, whispering to the other coaches. The members of the coaching staff stared at Aldrich's back with surprised eyes.
At this time, the referee jogged to Aldridge and warned Aldridge not to provoke his opponent again. Aldridge nodded nonchalantly, then glanced in the direction of the visiting team's bench and found that Peter Dawson was still glaring at him.
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Aldrich's lips moved slightly, as if talking to himself.
Although Peter couldn't hear what Aldrich said, the contempt was written all over his face, and the few movements of his lips could easily be interpreted.
"F-f--- shit!"
Peter was so angry that he couldn't rush over and punch Aldrich twice.
When the players from the two teams walked out of the player tunnel in an orderly manner, the head coaches of both the home and away teams stood on the sidelines. Aldridge opened his suit jacket and put his hands in his pockets with an expressionless face, while Peter Dawson repaired the repairs before kick-off.
The captain of Allianz was called in front of him, and he kept telling me what he had to say. In short, his fierce expression looked like he wanted to eat someone.
The referee blew the whistle and the game started.
Aldrich saw the players of Allianz United rushing forward as if they were on steroids from the first minute of the game, and he suddenly showed a faint smile.
In his heart, he was actually grateful to Peter. After the previous farce, his nervous heart completely calmed down. Now, he has the confidence to win the first game!
