Chapter 224: The Man Keane (Part 2)

"I know what you are thinking." Keane smiled wickedly, "Those who have that are not necessarily all 'men'. There are countless sissy and cowards with two eggs in this world. They are not 'men'.

What is a true ‘man’? He is a person who always has the highest requirements for himself, brave, strong, optimistic, cheerful, confident, and knows a little bit of humility.

They can infect the people around them, they can become role models, and they can make countless boys who have not grown haired down to become people like them.

In my opinion, Pierce is such a man, perfect, I can't find anything wrong with it. People as proud as me will willingly obey him, listen to him, and try to become a person like him."

Keane's words echoed in the bathroom.

"So the captain must first be a man. If not, he must also work hard to make himself a man and make himself a role model for everyone. It is not enough to just help them solve the problem, and anyone will fight with his opponent on the court.

"Keen clenched his fists," but not someone with a hard fist can become the captain.

Do you think I became the captain of Manchester United by daring to fight with others? A role model and a backer do not mean the same thing. The latter will only make your subordinates rely on you. A coward or a coward, and there is no change at all.

The former can make them all want to be you, and they will want those cowards and sissies to work hard to become men.

It’s useless to be a man. A group of sheep led by a tiger cannot defeat a group of tigers led by a tiger. Do you understand this?”

Wood nodded.

"You are very lucky, boy. You are more lucky than me at that time. Because now you don't have to transfer to a big club to get any honor money. You have a very good coach and a group of very good teammates.

Albertini's Italian is a very good captain, but one day he will grow old, retire, and leave you and the team. At that time, you need to become the captain. You have to lead your players.

At that time, dozens of eyes will look at you... No, thousands of eyes will look at you, because you are the captain of Nottingham Forest, you represent this team, you shoulder the expectations and responsibilities of all of them, and you must be their role model so that you can lead them to victory.

Pressure? People who can't bear this pressure are not men and are not worthy of being captains. For cowards, captains' armbands will become the last straw that crushes them, and for real men, that's just what they should do."

Perhaps due to the unique environment in the bathroom, Keen's voice was amplified several times, not only stirring Wood's eardrums, but also impacting his heart.

"You have no goal to play football? Do you feel confused? Are you worried that you can't be a captain? Are you tired of everything you have to face after becoming a captain? Do you think you can be a captain as long as you are busy practicing until the game is shoveling people? Boy..." Keane snorted, "You are not a man, the thing between your legs.

Just decorations.”

Accompanied by the sound of water, Keane stood up from the pool, as if telling Wood that the "that thing" between his legs was not an ornament.

"Don't think about the captain and the goal of playing football. Let yourself work hard to become a man first." He stepped out of the pool, passed by Wood, and walked towards the door.

"Oh, by the way. I heard that you have a bad temper. Have you ever thought about changing your bad temper with such a bad temper?"

Wood was stunned for a while, then shook his head.

Keane smiled: "That's good. Don't change it. If you change it, you will not be you. But if you always get a card because of impulsive temper, your head coach will also have a headache. I'll give you a piece of advice, do you want to listen?"

Wood nodded.

"I used to be a person with a irritable temper and impulsive temper - so do I now. But in the past, I would reflect on my mistakes after beating people, and now I would think about it before taking action."

Keane put on his clothes and left the locker room. George; Wood was still standing under the spray head, allowing the water to pour down from the beginning.

Michael; Kennedy is still waiting for Keane in the parking lot.

"Can we go to Glasgow now?"

"Of course. I'm fine here."

The next day, various media published such a message:

Former Manchester United captain, Irish midfielder Roy; Keane signed an 18-month contract with the Celtics, a strong Scottish Premier League team. For the 34-year-old Keane, this will be the last player contract in his career.

In order to end his career in this childhood favorite club, Keane even lowered his salary, reducing his weekly salary from £90,000 at Manchester United to £45,000.

At the same time, Keane rejected invitations from Premier League teams including Nottingham Forest, Everton, Bolton and other European clubs, as well as Real Madrid, Bayern Munich and Juventus.

On the same day, Roy appeared in the English media; Keane's public thank-you letter, which made a vague explanation for his departure from Manchester United - he had a conflict with his assistant coach Quiloz. Of course, the main thing is the resignation of thanks.

Keane thanked Nuel, an old Nottingham Forest scout who discovered him from the beginning of his career; Mark Cabe, thanked former Nottingham Forest head coach Brian; Crowe, thanked Stuart, the first outstanding captain he met in his career; Pierce, thanked Manchester United teammates who once fought together but have retired, thanked teammates who are still at Manchester United, thanks to their teammates who have left Manchester United but are still playing football, thanks to Sherry, who helped Manchester United win the 1999 Champions League.

Ham and Ole Gunnar Solskjaer thanked David who made the world fall in love with Manchester United; Beckham thanked the club coaches who sent him warm invitations and offered sky-high contracts after he ended his contract with Manchester United, thanked the Nottingham Forest Club for providing training bases to keep him in shape and physical fitness, thanked his agent Michael; Kennedy, thanked his parents, wife and children... Finally, he thanked the head coach Alex, who had the deepest influence on him and helped the most in his career; Sir Ferguson.

"Without you, there would be no Roy."

The entire thank you letter did not mention Tony; and Don't name.

Don En thought of what Keen said:

——But I won’t say his name, I don’t want him to be too proud.

"This ruthless bastard..." Tang En shook his head and smiled as he looked at the man holding a Celtic jersey in the newspaper. "Good luck, Roy."
Chapter completed!