Godfather Of Champions

Let's set the clock back more than three months ago.

In the changing room of the visiting team at Fulham’s home stadium, Clavnon Stadium. The King of the Red Devils Manchester United is tantrum at his soldiers.

"You lost to Fulham! Huh? Fulham! You **** dare to lose with such an unworthy team, and you didn't score a goal! Look at your performance in the game! I dare Bet, a 110-pound prostitute in half an hour performed better than you! No fighting spirit! No aggressiveness! I don’t see the desire to win from you! If you don’t want to kick, just give it to you! I said in advance that I will not register for you!"

Ferguson is sixty-nine years old, and his left chest is like Dunn, with a pacemaker buried. However, judging from his performance over the years, no one wants to believe that this energetic old man has such a thing.

At this moment, his face is ruddy, but this is not necessarily a sign of health. On the contrary, those who really care about him must be worried about the old man's heart in their hearts.

For some days, Manchester United players have not seen Ferguson so angry.

Lost to Fulham in the away game, and was unable to fight back, early surrendered. From the result of the game to the process, the TV commentators were puzzled. They didn't know why this Manchester United had performed so badly in this game.

After scolding for a while, Ferguson suddenly stopped speaking without saying a word. His abnormal behavior attracted the attention of the players. Some bold people quietly raised their heads and saw Ferguson sitting in a chair panting.

His face is still ruddy, but a thin layer of sweat has formed on his forehead. He just sat on the chair like that, his shoulders pulsing with his breath. It looked like he was exhausted.

"Go home, get back to your car." Ferguson waved his hand.

The players were relieved and got up and walked out of the locker room.

When everyone was gone and Ferguson was alone in the locker room, he still sat in his chair and didn't move.

The gasp gradually subsided, the red on his face faded a little, the sweat on his forehead was still there, but Ferguson did not wipe it.

This body is sixty-nine years old, and now it seems that even cursing people have to exhaust all of their energy, and then rest for such a long time. What would those **** think of his aging? Feeling that Ferguson can't control them, can he do whatever he wants?

He thought of the scene when Brian Clough left City Stadium sadly, so he shouldn't leave the coaching position like that... He is a great coach and deserves a decent ending.

After a short break, Ferguson felt the strength returned to him, so he got up and walked out of the locker room.

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Two days after the game, David Gill, the chief executive of Manchester United, who was working for the FA in London, received a call from Manchester.

It was the coach Ferguson, but this time he did not reach out to ask for money from the club, nor did he say which young and promising young seed he fell in love with. He wanted Jill to arrange it... He didn't ask for anything, nor did he right for two days. I accidentally lost to Fulham for any explanation. He didn't call here specifically to chat with Jill.

He only said one sentence on the phone: "David, I'm tired. Find a successor."

David Gill was shocked by this. In his heart, the FA meeting can't match this news. He immediately dropped the meeting and took the fastest flight back to Manchester. He wants to talk with this person face to face to see if he is really playing.

Prior to this, Ferguson had repeatedly expressed his idea of ​​retirement. However, some are just his means to put pressure on the club, and some have been successfully dissuaded by the club despite being sincere. Ferguson has been in Manchester United for 24 years. He has long been integrated with this world-renowned club. No one at Manchester United has seriously considered the one day Ferguson will be gone-they think that will not happen at all. Everyone hopes that this old Scottish man can stay in Manchester United until his death.

If Ferguson hopes to put pressure on the club, then Jill wants to know his requirements. If Ferguson really wants to retire, he has to keep the old coach anyway. We have successfully retained him three times, and this time it is no problem!

After getting off the plane, Jill went straight to Carrington without stopping. The team has finished training in time, but Ferguson will not leave the training base so early. If there is no traffic jam on the road, Jill should still be able to catch up. In order not to lose money, Jill also called Ferguson on the road, hoping that he would be waiting for him in his office.

Ferguson did not disagree, obviously he also hopes to have a good talk with Jill.

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"What do you want again, Sir?" As soon as we met, Jill couldn't even take off his jacket, so he said to Ferguson who had been waiting for a long time, half-jokingly.

"It's not under the guise of retirement this time, David." Ferguson sat on the sofa and raised his legs.

"Are you serious?" Jill turned and stared at Ferguson.

Ferguson smiled: "I decided to retire after this season."

"I've heard this many times, but I still hope you think about it seriously..."

"I have heard what you said many times. I thought about it for two days before I decided to call you."

"Only two days... the team needs you, Alex." Jill moved a chair and sat in front of Ferguson, looking at him.

"I will be in my seventies next year, David. Don't you think it is cruel to ask a seventy-year-old man to continue working in such a stressful job?"

"Uh..." Jill must admit, in terms of lip service, he said he was nothing but the coach who once "played the invincible player in the Premier League". He hesitated, and decided to do it another way.

"You don't want to win another UEFA Champions League? You once told me that it is your biggest regret to only win a Champions League."

Ferguson laughed: "Of course I hope, I haven't given up that hope. Isn't this season not over yet? I think it's very hopeful."

No matter from which point of view, Jill does not think that Manchester United hopes to win the Champions League this season. The team's performance this season has not been stable. This is one of the reasons why he does not want Ferguson to leave.

But now it seems that Ferguson has decided to go, and he can't convince him with a few words.

"From now on looking for a successor, David. You'd better decide who you choose before I retire. I don't want to see me go as soon as Manchester United is gone."

"Do you have a recommendation?"

"For so many years, there will always be a few..."

Jill obviously knew who Ferguson was referring to, and he said one by one: "Mike Phelan?"

This is the current Manchester United assistant coach, Ferguson's confidant, and it is the result of Queiroz's internal digging after he left Carrington. Mike Phelan's advantage is that he comes from the Manchester United system and can fully understand the essence of Ferguson's use and tactics.

But Ferguson shook his head: "No. He is more suitable to be an assistant coach." After a pause, perhaps considering that his assistant was a bit too much, he added, "At least now he is not suitable for Manchester United as a manager. Candidates."

"So... Moyes?"

This time Ferguson thought for a while before shaking his head: "I'm not sure if he can do as well as Everton in this position. You know, coaching a giant and a regular team are completely two jobs."

"Huh, Roy?"

Ferguson continued to shook his head: "When he is fifty years old, consider him again."

That means he is still too tender. When I resigned from Sunderland, there were reasons for poor grades and too much pressure, which made Keane feel that things were out of his control. In short, he is not really ready to become a professional head coach, let alone become Manchester United head coach. He has said before that he hopes to take over from Ferguson to coach Manchester United, but in recent years he has never said that again. It seems that he has understood the gap between reality and ideals.

"José Mourinho?"

Ferguson glanced at Jill. "Do you think he will come?"

Jill shrugged: "How do you know if you don't try? What do you think?"

"If you can bring him, I certainly have no objection. But it may take some time for Manchester United fans to adjust to their new coach."

"Well, let's talk about an easy... Queiroz?"

"He has just renewed his contract with the Portuguese Football Association for less than a year."

"Hey, Alex, you just need to talk about your evaluation of this candidate."

"I think he knows Manchester United best, but..."

"but?"

"Manchester United's results under him may fluctuate and fluctuate greatly... Well, in short. I think Queiroz is very suitable for Manchester United on a technical level, but in terms of spirit, I can't be optimistic about him. "

"Ha, look, Alex. There is no suitable successor at all, so don't mention retirement." It turned out that everything was deliberately set by Jill.

But is Ferguson such an easy one?

"You haven't heard my recommendation, David. Didn't you just ask me to recommend it?"

"You said."

"Tony Dunn."

Jill's eyes widened. "It's impossible!" He vetoed it almost without thinking about it.

"Is it impossible for us, or impossible for him?" Ferguson asked.

"Can you imagine him leaving Nottingham Forest?"

Ferguson stared at Jill: "I don't think I can imagine you working with him."

Jill admitted this: "It won't be pleasant for me to work with him."

"Aside from your personal relationship with him, I think he is the most suitable for Manchester United. He is a coach with a championship tradition. He can bring victory to the team and easily gain the trust and support of the players. Of course. As long as Manchester United fans get used to it for a while, they will definitely fall in love with this arrogant man."

Jill's upset with Dunn was indeed purely because of his personal perceptions—he hated Dunn, not because he hated his character or speech, or other things, but because he hated Dunn. Ferguson is also a very personal head coach, but he has his own way of doing things. Dunn is purely a mad dog, he can do whatever he can to achieve his goal. Keegan is such a great old man... He was bitten by him and ended the get out of class.

Even if he can talk to Ferguson and Wenger very happily, in fact, only a few people like him, and most people hate him. In the relatively conservative circle of English football, he is too arrogant, too arrogant, too shameless, too shameless, and he is mean, too maverick, too self-righteous, too self-righteous...

"Anyway, he is not the type I like. I always feel that he does not belong to England, nor does he belong to Manchester United." Gil said with strong personal feelings.

Ferguson acquiesced to this. He also knows that it is not easy for Dunn to come to Manchester United. The difficulty lies not in the club, but in Dunn himself. From countless side strikes, Ferguson can know that Dunn is not interested in coaching a team like Manchester United.

It stands to reason that being able to coach such a giant team is a good thing that countless coaches dream of. It's like this is the only train in your life. If you miss it, you can't turn back. But Tony always refuses his kindness, is he reluctant to bear the forest?

Ferguson always doubted his loyalty to the forest. He always looked down upon the Forest Club, thinking that it was a small club no matter how many titles it won. Obviously a very talented head coach, but willing to tie himself to such a small stage, unable to use his skills... it is a pity.

According to the gossip, when Benitez led Liverpool for several years and spent a lot of money to buy people but could only play in the UEFA Cup, Liverpool's senior management once moved the idea of ​​asking Dun En to coach. But in the end I don't know why it was cancelled.

Maybe an idea with David Gill?

He does not belong to Manchester United, does not belong to Liverpool, does not belong to England, does not belong to any... team. If one day he suddenly announced that he was leaving Nottingham Forest, and then went home to enjoy the two-person world with his supermodel wife, Ferguson felt that perhaps he would not be too surprised...

Such a tough and unique person belongs only to him.

David Gill looked at Ferguson who was silent, he was ready to leave. "Well, the person you recommend we will try hard. My personal feelings are personal feelings. If he chooses to be really helpful to Manchester United..." He shrugged, in fact, he decided that Dunn would never accept it. Invited by Manchester United.

"The Ferguson I know is the man who never gets tired of pursuing victory." When leaving, Jill stood at the door still a little unwilling.

"That must be me forty years ago. Have we known each other for so long?" Ferguson smiled and turned his last effort into invisible.

Jill had nothing to do with this stubborn old man. He sighed and left.

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More than three months later.

Ferguson played the "My Successor" card in the psychological battle with Tony Dunn. Some people think he was just to interfere with the forest team's military spirit, but the Manchester United senior and him are actually real this time.

Before going to Glasgow, Dunn received a call from David Gill.

"Hello, Mr. Dunn. This is David Gill, the CEO of Manchester United. Can I take you a few minutes?"

Dunn couldn't figure it out-what did Manchester United's CEO look for? He instinctively wanted to refuse: "I'm going out to the airport..."

"Only a few minutes, I promise not more than five minutes." Jill suppressed his dislike for Dunn, and did business.

In fact, it didn't take a minute.

"Here is an attractive work contract, Mr. Dunn. We hope to hire you to coach Manchester United from next season. We don't ask for your answer right away, we just want you to think about it. This is my call, You can contact me at any time after you think about it. Goodbye, Mr. Tang En."

Dunn took the phone that was still ringing busy tone and froze at the door of his house. Manchester United suddenly called himself to let himself go to Manchester United to coach?

Hello, Sir, isn't it a psychological warfare? How do you really play it?

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