Chapter 64 The Death of an Idealist

When July is about to end, after a month of training and warm-up matches, Don has basically determined the first-team roster for the new season.

Adriano Mok has been in a very painful situation recently. He was very excited when he received a call from the first team. He thought that after nearly ten years of hard work, it was finally time to realize his ideal.

But reality cruelly knocked him down.

The first team's head who always likes to wear sunglasses and rarely smiles on his face has almost never given him any praise. He could feel that he was treated obviously differently from the other players who were also drawn from the youth team.

Of course, his own performance may not be very good...

He found that the boss prefers players who are not afraid of physical confrontation in the game, or even actively seek physical confrontation. And people like him who rely entirely on skills to avoid physical confrontation are not very popular.

Since he was promoted to the U16 team, he has suffered three major injuries in total, including the worst one after being loaned to Sunderland last season. He admitted that he was afraid of direct physical contact with strong opponents, but he also believed that if he could use skills to reasonably avoid these physical confrontations, then he could not say that he was doing something wrong - why should he have physical contact? If I can practice my skills to the point where the opponent's defensive players cannot catch me, then there is no need to have to collide head-on with his opponent?

When he first got injured, he put this idea into practice. So his skills are the fastest and best in the team. He is always good at using exquisite fake moves to deceive opponents, or bypassing those defensive players in advance with excellent speed. This approach makes him invincible in the youth team and can please the audience. Therefore, he is also considered by Greenwood to be the most promising young man in this youth team.

But all his advantages are not feasible in South Vilford.

When he first appeared in the warm-up match for the Forest first team, he faced the fierce defenders of the League One team. He tried his best to break through with his own advantages, but the result was that he seemed to be running away.

He still remembers it very clearly. After two defenders came forward to grab the ball because he was too sticky, he caught a glimpse of the head on the sidelines shaking his head.

He was replaced in the middle of that game, sitting on the bench, gasping and silent. He knew he had made a mistake. But this was only the first game, everyone had one, right? He comforted himself in his heart.

So in the next game... he was replaced halfway through or was replaced just before he was about to end the game.

But the one who was twenty-two years old and was still hang out in the reserve team, and was always used by him as a target of ridicule.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

He is brave and obedient. He is very easy to perform on the court, as if he has played for the first team for several seasons.

Cohen on the left side not only attacked, but also actively participated in defense. Every time he saw him recovering from the frontcourt and pushing the opponent to the corner flag, Mok, who was sitting on the bench, would glance at the head, and then he would be jealous and nodding with a smile on his head!

Why!

Until now, he doesn't think he is inferior to that guy Cohen. In terms of talent and technology, he is not a little ahead of him. Cohen's skills may be limited to stopping the ball before passing it out... Will he pick the ball with his heels? Will he keep trampling on a bicycle without tripping the ball? Will he use continuous spikes to change direction and accelerate? Will he pick the football up during high-speed running to avoid the opponent's flying shovel? Will he turn around and pass?

Seeing him playing football can only make me frown. It’s like a miner playing football without any beauty!

But judging from his appearance, he has more hope to stay in the first team than himself...

Mock felt it was unfair.

"Fifteen days left. The new season will begin. The roster can be confirmed." Don An said to Don and Chris Lack in the office, "You can do this kind of offensive thing." He chuckled.

"I'll do it." Chris Lak took the initiative to take over the task.

In fact, it is mainly to notify the players who were drawn from the youth team and the second team, as well as the young people who have only joined the team this summer. Just like they were transferred to the first team, Chris Lack called one by one. Notify them whether to continue to stay in the first team training, or temporarily return to the youth team and the second team training. This job does offend people... Of course, if the opponent is smart enough, you can understand that the leader Tony Tangen is actually the leader who made this decision.

"In addition, there are three Championship teams and one League One team who are interested in Chris Commons.  If the price is right, sell it..." Don waved his hand.

Commons' level has not kept up with the team's requirements for a long time. It was not until now that Tang En decided to sell it. On the one hand, for the sake of increasing revenue and reducing expenditure, he not only sold those players who cannot contribute too much to the team, but also the club also had to pay him a salary; on the other hand, he naturally didn't want Commons to be on the bench for the Forest team for the rest of his life, even if he couldn't play in the Premier League. It would be better to play the main player of the Championship team than wasting his youth here.

Although Commons was very loyal, he did not complain about playing as a substitute here. Tang En still had to sell him hard.

The third reason is that he found someone who could replace Commons - Chris Cohen.

This month, Cohen's performances of Tang En were seen and kept in mind. He believed that the ability shown by Cohen was completely above Commons, and he had played in the reserve team for several years without any objection. It can be seen that he is the kind of player who can accept the fate of a substitute. Tang En likes such a player the most - he has strength but has no idea. He will not become an unstable factor in the locker room.

After the day of training, Chris Lack announced to the players that several young men will receive a call from him tonight to inform them whether they will be registered for the Premier League next season.

For those young people, the most critical moment is here.

Mok returned home uneasy. Then he continued to wait for the call from the assistant coach.

His heart was full of luck and thought that he still had hope to enter the first team. The basis for his thinking came from the previous two warm-up matches. He played more time than before. He believed that his outstanding skills and rapid breakthrough on the right side touched the boss.

After a month, his goal has been retreated - he no longer hopes that he can become famous in one game and become the most promising young star in the team, but can play in the first team, even as a rotation player.

The young man, who was full of dreams, now has to throw his unrealistic dream aside.

At 9:30 pm, he waited for a call to decide his fate.

David Chris Lack held the players' address book. He found the name "Adriano Mok" on it.

This is the last call he made today.

It's also the only phone call.

When he called him before, he would tell the other party the result with a smile, but now he needs to raise his face before dialing the phone - this is not something that can make others laugh.

Chris Lak has done a lot of things that offend people. He and Tang are Tang En's right-hand players. Most of the time, Tang En appears in front of the players, and he is a likable image. He and the young men seem to be happy. And all trivial matters that need to offend some people are left to Chris Lak and Tang. Of course, the work that offends people in the big things is done by Tang Enlai. For example, cursing people in the locker room.

"Hi, Adriano Mok?" The phone went on.

"It's me. Sir!" I don't know if the voice over there was excited or nervous, but it sounded different from usual. Chris Lack almost thought he had called the wrong phone number.

"Well..." Chris Lack paused for a moment. "You train very hard on the team. To be honest, your skills really make me admire you. You are also sharp in the right side. "What he said was not a compliment or comforting word. That was actually Mok's advantage. Good is good, bad is bad. "You have some extraordinary movements that I can't even think of. I can't do anything except applaud and exclaim."

After praising...

"But.  " Chris Lack took the phone away.   A little coughed.        I'm sorry to inform you that you are not in the first team plan this season.                                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

What the assistant coach said next, Mok didn't listen at all. He heard "I'm sorry to notify you that you are not in the first team plan this season." There was a noise in his ears.

Finished?

There is only one thought in his mind.

As for when he thanked the assistant coach and hung up the phone, he didn't know.

He felt unwilling to accept it.

In the youth team, he is the best one. When he was less than seventeen years old, he had received many invitations from other teams. The scouts lobbyed for him to change their team, but they were rejected by Mock. He is from Nottingham, and their family has been a fan of Nottingham Forest since their great-grandfather. He just wants to play for Nottingham Forest.

Whether it was David Chris Lack, Don, Greenwood, he was optimistic about him when he was in power. They promised him that he would have a bright future in Nottingham Forest.

He will become a forest player as excellent as George Wood, wearing Nottingham Forest jerseys every week to contribute beautiful extraordinary and breakthroughs to the fans who support him, as well as goals one by one...

His room was covered with posters of the greatest Earth star in the history of the Forest Team. When he first entered the Forest Junior Team, he began to have the same dream. One day when he retired from the Forest Team, all the fans of the City Stadium stood up and shouted his name.

Now all this is gone. He can't even get in the first team!

At the start of the next day's training, Donn and his coaches looked at Adriano Mok, who was warming up in the team in surprise.

Donn glanced at Chris Lack.

The other party quickly explained: "I called him and clearly rejected him."

"Maybe he is unwilling to give up." Tang said from the side.

"I..." Donn was about to open his mouth when Chris Lack ran out: "I'll tell him again."

"Mok!" Chris Lak strode to Adriano Mok with a stern face, and reached out and grabbed his arm. "What are you doing here?"

"Go to train, sir." Mok's hand was pulled, so he moved his legs.

"Didn't I explain it to you clearly? I told you on the phone yesterday. You should go to the reserve team to participate in training and competitions."

"You said it very clearly, sir. But I don't think the reserve team can make me any progress." Mock stopped and looked directly at the assistant coach of the first team.

The two of them argued that attracted the attention of everyone else in the training ground. The players who were warming up also stopped their affairs and turned to look at Coach Chris Lak and Mock who were pulling together.

"Then you can choose to rent out and accumulate game experience. Just like in the previous two seasons!"

"Is it a Premier League team?" Mock asked back.

"It depends on whether any Premier League teams are interested in you." Tony Donn's voice sounded next to the two. He glanced at Mock, then turned to Chris Lack and said, "It seems you are in some trouble, David?"

"I'm sorry, Tony. But I..."

Donn interrupted him. He asked Mock directly: "Did Coach Chris Lack explain it to you on the phone yesterday? Your current level is not up to the first team's requirements. But you can accumulate experience by participating in reserve competitions or being loaned out to correct your own problems."

"But I don't think my level is that bad. I don't think it's useless to improve my level in the reserve team or the English Championship, boss." Even when facing Donn, Mok looked at him without dodging. "My skills are the best in the same youth team, and I'm very fast. You've seen me play football. Didn't my breakthrough on the wing impress you?"

Tang En stared at the boy for a while, thinking where did he get such great courage?

Then he turned his head and looked at Chris Lack.

"He was indeed outstanding when he was in the youth team..." Chris Lack shrugged awkwardly. "One-on-one, almost no one can defend him without foul."

"I won't let my players not foul in official games." Tang En said.

"Do you know what your problem is? Mok." He asked again.

"Physical confrontation. But I have a way to avoid these confrontations. My skills are outstanding. My speed is very fast. Even if three people snatch me, I can get rid of it in time. I am very smart. I know how to try my best to play to my strengths and avoid shortcomings..." Mock was like a salesman, desperately telling the advantages of this product in his hand. He wanted to stay in the first team of Nottingham Forest, no matter what method he used.

Tang En stared at him again, as if he wanted to see him through.

When Donn also intervened in the dispute between Chris Lark and Mock, the players present ignored the coach's orders. They gathered together and insisted on seeing what was going on.

Now they all figured it out. It turned out that Mok was listed by the boss outside the new season plan. He was unwilling to accept it and wanted to ask for an explanation...

This kid is so bold! You know that no one has ever done this in the Forest Team coached by Tang En.

"Do you want to make a bet?" Eastwood ran around the crowd, "Betting if that kid can stay as he wishes? I am a dealer, and the odds for staying are 20 yuan, and the odds for leaving are 7 yuan and 1 yuan!"

"Two hundred pounds, I bet he can't stay. I don't like that boy." Pepe also got involved. He really has reason not to like it. Every time he practices in the team, Mock always picks Pepe, which has proven himself to fight in the Premier League and European football. If he succeeds in passing, he will seem very excited. This really makes Pepe feel insulted. If the boss didn't allow the internal fight, Pepe would not be sure whether he would punch Mock in the nose.

Peppy put his head on, and more and more players participated. One hundred and fifty ones were added. But no one was optimistic that Mok could stay.

"Hey! Hey!" the gypsy screamed. "It should be an unpopular at this time." If everyone bet Mok left, then he would not make anything after a bet... According to his odds, if Mok stayed, if Mok really stayed, he would get two thousand pounds by investing one hundred pounds. If Mok didn't bet, these bets would naturally belong to Eastwood alone. And when Mok left, Mok really left. In addition to returning the principal of one hundred pounds, Eastwood would have to pay another fourteen pounds. Unless everyone bet Mok left, Mok stayed, otherwise he would wait to lose money...

"Betting unpopular and losing steadily. We are not stupid. Freddy. Look at the odds you make yourself, who else do you believe is willing to bet him to win?" Everyone laughed. It was not that everyone didn't like this lively boy like Pepe, but that everyone knew what the outcome would be if he went against the boss.
To be continued...