"Don't cry." Li Ang frowned and growled, "If you have the strength to cry, why don't you save it for the next game? Let everyone see your changes and see your hard work! Let them see your hard work! "
The sobbing was immediately suppressed. The two players who were in tears gritted their teeth and wiped their eyes. They wished that tomorrow was the day of the game.
"Manuel Pastel; Rubén Quaazada; Pablo Santos; Victor Perez …" Li Ang began to read out the names of the players.
The players whose names were called looked up. They did not know what the manager who had flattened them to the point that they were worthless was doing.
Victor Perez gritted his teeth and stared at the manager with his eyes wide open. He was terrified. He could not accept it. Was he going to be expelled from the team? No, he could not accept it. He wanted to continue to stay on the team. The minimum requirement was to play another game! In the past, Víctor Pérez thought that his talent was mediocre and that the team's loss had nothing to do with him. It was the responsibility of the so-called genius players, Francisco José Palada and the others. But now, Perez did not think so. The manager was scolding the entire team and everyone. He used the word 'you'!
Victor Perez was one of them. He was a member of this group.
Victor Perez, who was worried that he would be expelled from the team, soon realized that it was different from what he thought. The manager continued to read out the names. The manager could not possibly expel the entire team, right?!
The manager did not hold a piece of paper in his hand this time. He just stood there with a serious expression and read out the names one by one.
Spanish names were very long. They usually had three or four syllables. The first and second syllables were the person's name, the second last syllable was the father's surname, and the last syllable was the mother's surname. Spanish surnames were very scarce. They were Catholic and liked to name themselves after the characters in the Bible. Therefore, Spain's streets were filled with "Jesus", "Angel", "Virgin Mary" … If they did not use the method of adding the father's surname and the mother's surname to make their surnames, Spain would have countless people with the same surname. That was why Spanish names were so long.
Li Ang read out everyone's names without missing a word. This surprised everyone with his extraordinary memory.
"… Antonio Fernández Álvarez …" Li Ang continued to read. Then, he looked at everyone and read out the last name. "Francisco José Parada!"
Everyone was named by him.
Everyone looked at him, not knowing what the manager meant.
"Remember! All of you! "Li Ang looked at the players and raised his voice," All of you! You are a whole! You have a common name.......... look at the team emblem on the chest of the jersey!
Everyone looked down subconsciously.
"In people's eyes, you only have one name, and that is Sporting de Gijón B Team!"
"Winning the game, winning glory, this is everyone's glory! Everyone shares in the glory! "
"You lost the competition, you lost so badly that you lost your underwear. How embarrassing! Shame! This is the shame of Sporting de Gijón B Team, the shame of each and every one of you! When people talk about Sporting de Gijón B Team, they shake their heads in disdain. This is disdain for all of you! "
"Remember! You are a whole! A team! "
"A team that shares honor and disgrace!"
When the team was used to failure, they would feel that failure did not matter and would become numb. However, this did not mean that they had no dignity and no shame.
It was only because you did not tear open the protective shell and let them face it in the cruelest way possible.
Li Ang realized this from the words of the two assistant managers. As managers, they could tolerate the team's poor results to a certain extent, and the reason was because the team had a talented star player?! Could this cover up the almost shameful results?!
Or could it be because the previous manager was dismissed that they could shoulder all the responsibility?!
This was not right.
This was not normal.
The results were everyone's results.
The results were the touchstone for everything.
Such a terrible result was the shame of Sporting de Gijón B Team.
Obviously, this group of players did not realize this, or they were used to avoiding it.
Now, what Li Ang wanted to do was directly stimulate the depths of their souls and awaken their shame and dignity.
This was a team.
Sporting Gihon B Team was the name of all of them.
This was what Li Ang wanted to express!
Li Ang knew that he had achieved his goal.
Previously, these players had lowered their heads one by one and did not dare to say a word because they did not have the results and strength to refute him.
Now, some people began to raise their heads.
The players whose names were called out by Li Ang one by one began to raise their heads.
Victor Perez was one of them. For the first time, he felt that he was so important. He was a member of this team, a member who shared honor and disgrace with them. The coach was right. We are a team. We are a team! We have a common name: Sporting de Gijón B Team.
Of course, there were some people who did not think so, or at this moment, they were filled with emotions and dissatisfaction.
This person was Francisco José Parada, the talented star player of Sporting de Gijón. He felt that it was unfair for him to be reprimanded by the manager.
He thought that even if the team's results were so bad, even if someone should be criticized, it should not be him because he felt that he was the best player on the team. He had scored six goals in the league and was the team's top scorer. He was the main reason why the team was not in last place. If it was not for him, a genius, supporting the team, this team would have been rotten!
Therefore, he was not convinced and unhappy. He thought that he was treated the same as those mediocre and incompetent players.
What shared honor and disgrace? What common name? Who was he trying to fool? Geniuses were different.
Francisco José Parada pursed his lips.
Li Ang had been observing this big talent of Sporting de Gijón. He noticed the player's indifferent expression and frowned slightly.
In fact, in Li Ang's view, the team's results were so bad that this big talent should be the first player to be held accountable. As the absolute core of the team, if he could not lead the team forward, this could not be considered a good performance.
A real star player could drag the team forward!
It was not a narcissistic person who thought that he had done enough. It was not that he could not do it, but that others were dragging him down.
In Li Ang's view, Francisco José Parada was thinking that at this time.
In fact, Li Ang guessed correctly.
Li Ang did not criticize Parada in public. He decided to find a chance to have a good talk with this kid. This was also a protection for the player. This was not only to protect the genius. If it were any other player, Li Ang would do the same. This was the first time he faced his own player today. It was inappropriate and unfair to the player to take out a player's past performance and criticize him individually. Because, in Li Ang's view, the whole team had problems, not one person's problem.
"Today is my first training session officially taking charge of Team B. The first thing I want to tell you is to forget the previous games, forget those!"
"I know that you have a fire in your heart now and want to vent it."
"If that's the case, I'll properly treasure that humiliation, that anger. Hide it here! "He patted his chest.
"The next game, the next game! The next game! " Li Ang waved his arm. "Use your hard work, use your hard work, fight for victory. Keep winning, and you can put that humiliation, that fire of anger!"
"Let it out!" He swung his arm. "Throw it out!"
Throw it out!!!!
Following his action, many players' chests surged with a certain emotion. That fire was almost suppressed in their throats!
Throw it out!
They were looking forward to this day!
"Remember, you have a common name now!" Li Ang emphasized again.
Someone immediately touched the team emblem on the jersey … It was the symbol of their common name — Sporting de Gijón!
PS: Third update. This was the 600 extra chapters for the weekly promotion. There was still 900 extra chapters for the weekly promotion. Xiao Qi had to accompany her mother to the hospital for a checkup later, so she could only owe this chapter. She would update when she came back today. In addition, there were two extra chapters for today.
Looking for favorites and recommendation tickets. He hoped that when he came back, he would be able to make Little Seven cry out in surprise. It turned out that he still needed to update 1200 times a week. Then, he would write his story while waiting to watch the competition.
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