The door to the locker room opened and the players subconsciously turned their heads to look. They thought it was the Chinese man who had come.
They looked at the door with all kinds of thoughts in their minds.
Then, they saw the assistant manager, Martin Skrtel, standing there alone!
Hey, where is the Chinese coach?!
The captain, Miguel Cobas, stood up. "Mr. Skrtel, where is the coach?"
"The coach is waiting for you on the training ground!" Skrtel glanced at the players. "Everyone, go to the training ground now!"
Hearing Skrtel's words, the players were stunned. Shouldn't the head coach meet the players in the locker room on his first day?
Why was the assistant manager calling for the players, and the head coach waiting on the training ground?!
"Hurry up!" Skrtel urged them.
Now, the players were even more surprised. Everyone knew that Coach Skrtel was a nice guy who never lost his temper. What was going on?
With doubts, the First Team players moved quickly. They had already changed into their jerseys, so they filed out.
"What's going on?"
"Who knows?"
"This Chinese man is too arrogant."
"How can you say that? The coach is waiting for you on the training ground. Can't he do that?" Skrtel roared.
It was quite scary when an honest man was angry. The players did not dare to talk anymore and ran to the training ground one by one.
*****
Li Ang stood on the sidelines of the training ground with a sneer on his face. There were many reporters in front of him.
He was surprised to see so many reporters.
Of course, it was impossible for Sporting XI not to arrange a press conference for the new head coach. However, due to time constraints, the press conference was scheduled for the afternoon. They did not expect the media to be so impatient and rush directly to the training ground.
Therefore, the current situation was that Li Ang had to face these reporters directly.
It was not a big deal, but the problem was that some of the reporters did not come with good intentions.
Why were the reporters so eager to gather at Maleo? In their eyes, Li Ang, the head coach of Sporting de Gijón's First Team, was a hot topic. A Chinese man was the head coach of Sporting de Gijón. What a new thing, what a good topic!
Heh, a Chinese man is actually the manager of a Segunda División team, tsk tsk.
"Li, how did you become the manager of Sporting de Gijón?"
"Hey, China guy, how are you? Why did Sporting de Gijón choose such an inexperienced coach like you? Can you tell me?"
With the pride in their bones, when they saw Li Ang coming over, they were all excited. The questions they asked were also arrogant.
They looked down on Li Ang.
They didn't think that a Chinese had the ability to coach a Segunda División team.
Some of the more pessimistic fellows got excited. They even wondered if there was a story behind this appointment.
Is this kid Arango's relative? Haha.
In short, most of these reporters looked at Li Ang with prejudice. They questioned Li Ang's ability and how he got the job.
In the eyes of these reporters, Team B and the First Team were not on the same level at all, let alone the fact that Team B had outstanding results.
*****
Li Ang was complacent. His good mood was ruined by these reporters who were clamoring to ask those questions.
He stopped and looked at these people coldly.
Then, he asked his assistant manager, Scott Teri, to go to the locker room and call the players over. He stayed there and faced these reporters.
The good guy, Scott Teri, tried to persuade Li Ang not to pay attention to these reporters. Li Ang smiled and shook his head.
It was not that he didn't know what was good for him.
He had his own considerations.
These reporters questioned his ability and asked those questions so bluntly.
Similarly, it was conceivable that the Sporting de Gijón players and the First Team players would also look at him with such questioning eyes.
Li Ang immediately realized that this crisis of trust was the first crisis he had to face as the manager of Sporting de Gijón's First Team.
He knew very well that as a manager of Team B, he had never coached a First Team team. Now that he suddenly became the manager of a First Team team, it would arouse many doubts. The media was now the embodiment of these doubts.
One of the reasons for this was his own weak coaching resume. Another reason was that these Europeans despised China's football. They looked down on China's football. Similarly, they would not recognize the ability of a Chinese manager.
In the face of these reporters' questions, he didn't want to run away, and he couldn't. Even if he avoided these reporters like an ostrich, he would still face the same questions at the press conference in the afternoon. These reporters would even be more arrogant, and the questions they asked would be even more tricky and humiliating.
Li Ang had been in Europe for many years. He was used to the smelly arrogance of these Europeans. They thought they were so great. They looked at China with colored glasses, not to mention in the field of football that they were so proud of. They even looked down on him with a condescending attitude.
Li Ang had envisioned the various difficulties that he would face as the manager of the First Team. However, he had not expected that the battle he would have to fight would be against the media. Furthermore, it would not be at a press conference. It would be at the Maleo training ground!
This is my turf!
That's right, Li Ang was now treating the Maleo Training Center as his own territory!
He was the First Team manager. If this was not his turf, then whose turf was it?
He looked coldly at these reporters and did not respond to their questions for the time being.
Therefore, this was the scene that assistant manager Martin Skrtel saw when he arrived with a large group of players. The team's new manager stood there without saying a word, facing dozens of reporters. The reporters were jumping around happily, holding microphones and recording pens. They were very excited.
*****
These reporters were, of course, excited. They looked at the silent China man. What was wrong with this person? He did not speak. He did not answer! Could it be that he was scared silly? This country bumpkin had never seen such a big scene before? Ha!
He really was from that country with no football.
Sporting de Gijón actually chose such a rookie to be their fire fighting coach. Were they crazy?
This greatly satisfied their arrogance when facing a China football manager!
Li Ang caught a glimpse of Martin Skrtel and the players coming over.
A thought suddenly appeared in Li Ang's mind, and it quickly spread, making him determined.
These reporters on such an occasion!
For me, for me to intimidate these players, this might be an opportunity!
Li Ang pondered in his mind.
His most serious crisis now was not dealing with these reporters, but how to intimidate the arrogant players of the First Team!
Generally speaking, the best way to convince the players was to lead the team to good results!
However, Li Ang did not have the time!
He did not have the time to slowly tame the players. Moreover, if many of the players maintained a doubtful attitude towards him from the beginning, or even an uncooperative attitude, it would be impossible for him to lead the team to good results.
The team was deep in relegation, and he only had a dozen league games to lead the team to avoid relegation.
Every game was crucial!
It was related to the future of the team to avoid relegation!
He needed the team to cooperate with him, and he needed the team to recognize him as a leader.
But he was so young, and he did not have an outstanding First Team coaching resume. He did not have the glittering glory to intimidate this group of people!
This was simply an unsolvable proposition!
Li Ang was not naive enough to think that he would say to his new players, "Hello everyone, this is my first time coaching the First Team. I hope that everyone can take care of me. Let's work hard together and strive to complete the difficult task of avoiding relegation!"
If he dared to say that, the response would definitely not be voices of agreement or support.
It would only be the taunting and disdainful gazes of these players. They would look down on him even more, doubt his ability even more, and be even more uncooperative.
With the team in the mire of relegation and without a win for three months, one could imagine what the fighting spirit of this team would be like. Under such circumstances, if he, the new manager, performed so weakly, the players would only look down on him and not believe in him. They would not believe that such a young rookie manager could lead them to anything!
Therefore, Li Ang pondered in his mind. He must appear tough, he must appear confident!
How should he appear?
Should he directly get angry at the players, reprimand them for their poor performance, then raise his fists, shout slogans, and talk about how amazing he was, and that he would lead them to a bright future?
Only a fool would do that!
A lunatic!
That was not the way to establish dominance!
*****
Li Ang wanted to show his strong image. Although this could not make the players support him and believe in him, at least they would be afraid of him for the time being. They would not blatantly oppose and not cooperate with him!
That would do!
Li Ang believed that as long as these players could at least cooperate with him, he could use this run-in period to lead the team to play two games and get acceptable or even outstanding results before the players jumped out to question him. Then, it would be a good start for him to start taking control of the locker room!
He needed this time, he needed this opportunity!
An opportunity to temporarily deter these players!
And now, these reporters, each and every one of these annoying reporters who were as proud as ducks, suddenly became targets in Li Ang's eyes!
He wanted to use these reporters to establish his dominance.
Wasn't the original plan to hold a press conference in the afternoon? No need!
He was going to hold a press conference here now, a press conference that he controlled and needed. He looked at these reporters and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.
In the eyes of these reporters, this smile was inexplicable. This China man did not answer the questions and did not say a word. Now, he suddenly smiled. What was he smiling about?
Was he stupid?
What was he smiling about?
What was he smiling about?
Hurry up and answer our questions. Act a little more stupid. That would be the best!
In their eyes, Li Ang was a target that they could knead at will.
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