Chapter 37
2007 The Portuguese good man Cristiano Ronaldo happily returned to the Manchester United locker room. Endrit watched him leave, sighed, and turned around to answer the Chelsea locker room.
After changing their jerseys, teammates returned to the locker room one after another. Endrit, who had already changed his clothes, stood at the door with a bottle of water and watched them change clothes.
Boom boom boom
Endrit tightened the bottle cap and stepped back, reaching out to pull the door open, "Coach?"
Endrit thought it was the coach, but the first person he saw after opening the door was not the coach, but another familiar man, "Chairman?"
"Hello," Abut nodded to Endrito with a smile, "You played very well today."
Endrit lowered his eyes and said softly, "Thank you."
Abramovich said nothing more, walked into the locker room, strode to Shevchenko, and hugged him. "I saw your goal from the sidelines! I'm so excited! Shevchenko, I knew you could do it!"
Mourinho followed in, closed the door of the locker room, and turned his head to look at Endrit: What happened to this kid just now? Isn't it usually like this?
"Jose," Abramovich turned around and waved to Mourinho, "Sheva performed so well in this game, you can't let him be a substitute in the next game? That would be a pity, right?"
Mourinho smiled and nodded, "Yes, he played very well in this game. If it weren't for him, we would probably have to play a penalty shootout with Manchester United."
After Abramovich got a satisfactory answer, he turned back and continued talking to Sheva. Mourinho took the opportunity to turn back and touch Endrit's head, lowering his voice and asking, "What's wrong with you?"
Endrit shook his head and lowered his voice as well, "I'm fine."
"Are you really okay?" Mourinho frowned. "You were hit in the face a few times when I was watching the game..."
Endrit was a little helpless. He reached out to grab Mourinho's clothes and glanced at Abramovich. Mourinho then shut his mouth, turned around and stood side by side with Endrit. The two pairs of eyes looked at Abramovich and Sheva who were talking in the locker room.
Endrit pricked up his ears and distinguished a few words. He found that the two people seemed to be speaking Russian. He was not sure at first, but when he listened carefully to the accent, it was obviously Russian.
No one could understand what the two people were saying, so the rest of them seemed very dumbfounded. It was Sheva who ended the conversation between the two first. Abramovich then laughed and began to greet everyone in English. Finally, he wished everyone good results in the new season, and said that if the results were good, there would be no shortage of rewards. Then he turned around and left the locker room. After leaving the locker room, he was surrounded by another group of people and left.
The door of the locker room was closed and the locker room was exceptionally quiet.
"Ritter, you performed very well today." Mourinho was the first to break the silence in the locker room. He reached out and patted Endrit on the shoulder, saying, "I calculated for you. You successfully saved eleven balls in this game, so your save bonus is... um, how much is it?"
"2,200 pounds, coach." Endrit sighed, "Is it going to be given to me in a minute, coach?"
"Of course," Mourinho nodded with a smile, "but why are you sighing? Is it too little?"
Endrit said with a bitter face: "No, it's Chelsea's tradition that we have to treat everyone to a meal after we get the bonus..."
"Hey, everyone," Endritt leaned over to look at the rest of the team, "Would you mind going out for dinner together later? We just opened a pizza shop near Chelsea..."
Mourinho quickly reached out and pressed Endrit's head, interrupting the silly boy, "What Chelsea tradition? How come I don't know?"
"Oh," Endrite nodded. "It was always like this when I was in the youth team. Sometimes our youth team coach would take us out to eat. Isn't it the same for our home team? Coach, you..."
Endrit seemed to realize something, covered his mouth with his hand and stopped talking, then looked at Mourinho and blinked continuously.
Mourinho was somewhat helpless. He had said that suddenly before to vent his anger for Ritter, so that everyone in the locker room would understand who they relied on to win the game today. However, Ritter was thinking about the entire team... Never mind, this kid really...
Mourinho suppressed his complicated feelings, turned around and waved his hand: "Then when we return to Chelsea, let's go to the pizza shop that Ritter mentioned. Anyone who wants to go can go directly there later. I'll treat you."
"Long live the coach!"
Endrit was the first to respond. He really wanted to jump onto Mourinho's back, but he thought about his current weight and the coach's current physical fitness. He was a little afraid that if he jumped up directly, he would overwhelm the coach and then fall to the ground and knock out his teeth...
Tsk, then he will probably become the first football player in history whose career was directly ruined by knocking out his coach's teeth. Then in 2020, he will go live to sell braces, saying that these are the braces that our coach used and praised... Endrit stopped thinking and dared not think about it anymore.
"Then coach, can I bring my girlfriend over then?"
Mourinho turned his head and glared at Ashley who was speaking, "Why don't you bring your family over?"
Ashley's eyes lit up, very surprised, "Really? Is it possible? That's great, thank you coach! Long live coach!"
Mourinho's face looked a little dark, Endrit couldn't help laughing out loud, and other players also laughed out loud, and the atmosphere in the locker room instantly became joyful.
Endrit glanced at Sheva, who was also smiling along, but the smile looked forced.
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After returning to Chelsea that afternoon, most of the players went to the pizza restaurant together. A small number of players had appointments in advance, so they did not come - Sheva was one of them.
Endrit stroked his chin and thought for a while, and finally sat next to Paul. He came to Chelsea early and knew more things.
"You mean Sheva? Tsk..." Paul shook his head. "Well, when he first came last year, his English was terrible and no one could understand what he said. Then our boss would come to see him from time to time. The two of them spoke in Russian and we couldn't understand what he said. He didn't seem to want to talk to us either. Well, then don't say anything. We're all here to play football and we don't owe him anything..."
On the first day of joining the team, Endrit discovered that the Ukrainian striker who was highly appreciated by the club owner seemed to have few friends in the team and seemed to be able to talk to everyone. But to be honest, Endrit always felt that Sheva, who had played with Chelsea players for a season, was not as familiar with his teammates as himself.
He previously thought that the reason Sheva could not integrate into the team was because his playing style was completely incompatible with Mourinho. Mourinho was not a head coach who liked to play offensive football at all. He was keen on defense, but Sheva's strengths were somewhat incompatible with Mourinho.
It is impossible for Mourinho to change his tactical system because of one player. No coach in the world will change his tactical system because of one player. Players should adapt to tactics, not tactics to players.
Under normal circumstances, if Sheva wants to continue playing under Mourinho, he must change his playing habits and play as a winger. As long as he can really adapt to the team and play the tactics, Mourinho will definitely not keep you on the bench.
But the problem now is that a big boss has been inserted between the head coach and the players, and this big boss is promoting this player.
So what was originally supposed to be a simple conflict between the players and the head coach over the incompatibility of individual skills and team tactics eventually evolved into a power struggle between the head coach and the team chairman. The players who were originally supposed to simply play football ended up becoming a piece of meat on the chopping board.
From what Paul meant, everyone was somewhat dissatisfied with Sheva - yes, from the time Abramovich came to the locker room today, he really understood why everyone was dissatisfied. To be honest, if Endrit had not lived for more than seventy years in his previous life, if he was really a young man, he would not have had a good face towards Sheva just based on what happened in the locker room this afternoon.
But after all, he has lived one more life, so he is more open-minded about these problems. He estimated that Sheva has not reacted since he was traded to Chelsea. The language barrier problem has not been solved yet, and there is no ball to play because it is incompatible with the team's tactical system.
The most important thing is that Sheva was not an unknown player before coming to Chelsea. He was also a superstar and he was confident in his own abilities. So he didn't realize the problem at first, so when Abramovich put pressure on him to play for the first time, he didn't object. At that time, he probably thought that he could impress Mourinho, conquer this ruthless man, and become the team's starter.
Then, when he finally realized the problem, his English level had improved, but how to say it... it was a little late.
If his memory serves him correctly, in the world without him, Mourinho left this season. He is not sure what happened to Shevchenko after that, but he definitely did not play well.
He seemed to have buried his talent and genius at Chelsea.
So, sometimes, if you want to be valued by big bosses, it’s not enough to just nod and agree. You have to understand why the other party values you, and you have to put yourself in the right position. Those big bosses will not think about the problem from your perspective.
In his previous life, Endrit took a long time and suffered a great loss before he understood this truth. In this life, he felt complicated as he watched people younger than him in his previous life plunge into this vortex.
Why did Mourinho dare to challenge Abramovich? It’s because Mourinho married down. Before coming to Chelsea, he won the Champions League with the Portuguese Super League team Porto!
As for Abramovich, one of the important reasons why he bought the Premier League team was that he really liked football, but the most important reason was to save his life. The Russian boss wanted to take action against him because he made money from the national crisis, so he ran to England and spent money lavishly to increase his popularity in order to make the Russian boss have some reservations and not let him leave this world quietly at night.
He treats Shevchenko very well because Shevchenko is Ukrainian. Ukraine and Russia can be said to be of the same ethnic origin. Since Abramovich cannot return to his country, he finds someone similar... Tsk, so this is considered - stand-in literature?
Endrit sat up from the sofa, rested his head on the pillow and sorted out his thoughts bit by bit, and then called his stepfather, Mr. Carter, the next afternoon.
"Yes, it doesn't have to be expensive. The most important thing is the fans' kindness." Endrit held his cheek and said softly, "It's okay. There's no rush."
A team that is divided and looks like it will fall apart at any time is obviously not a good destination. He had said that in the locker room before, so he couldn't watch the team go to the ending he remembered.
Isn't it just a little contradiction? It's an easy problem to solve. He is already prepared to act. Now he just needs to wait for a more suitable time to take action. He also needs to learn something else.
Sheva... well... it depends on whether he is willing to continue training with me. If he is willing to change his current situation, he will take advantage of it. If the latter does not want to change, then no matter how much he tries, he will only break the net.
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