Chapter 196 The Old Lord
Eggsy couldn't sleep that night. He had slept for more than ten hours on the plane, and he couldn't fall asleep even if you asked him to.
Migliaccio can still use the computer he carries with him to read the news, but Eggsy can only rely on the new mobile phone given by the endorsement manufacturer. He just opened the local news in England, and as soon as he clicked on the football section, he was immediately overwhelmed by the information about himself on the homepage.
《Eggsy will become the main player of the England national team! 》
"He is one of the few Premier League midfielders who was sold to other leagues!"
"Ferguson is very optimistic that Eggsy will become England's savior!"
Seeing this Eggsy made him lose his composure. Not only did he feel extremely embarrassed by such boasting, but the worst thing was that the following reports about Eggsy were exaggerated.
On the one hand, it is said that he is in Real Madrid, and his own strength has firmly entered the starting lineup, which is very impressive. This is not bragging, but later it is said that his skills and experience have firmly established a foothold and he is a core player of Real Madrid. This made Eggsy sweat.
To be honest, technical moves are easy to say, and those who play in the top clubs are child's play. The real key is actually experience and awareness, which are the two things that Eggsy lacks the most at the moment.
And this is exactly what the midfield offensive organizer needs most. When encountering some emergencies, Eggsy still can't change his habit of looking at Modric and Kroos. He will even look at Ramos when he needs to organize the team.
Real Madrid management knew that this was because Eggsy did not trust his own experience. When he organized the attack, he was more or less hesitant. This hesitation did not come from his teammates in Real Madrid. On the contrary, it was because his teammates were too strong that Eggsy was not confident.
This is a doubt about one's own ability and decision-making, because Eggsy doesn't know whether he made the wrong decision at this opportunity.
But there is no way to practice this kind of thing. To put it bluntly, you can only rely on the experience gained from one game after another. With enough experience, Eggsy will know how to deal with it, or in other words: after playing enough games, Eggsy will subconsciously make the best choice based on experience.
So what are Zidane and Real Madrid's main players doing? Zidane is taking Eggesi to all the games he can fit him into. With the dual endorsements of Modric and Ramos, Eggesi is now just enjoying the experience and configuration in the team.
Speaking of configuration, after all, Zidane has brought out the strongest lineup of Real Madrid to feed the ball to Eggsy, there is no reason why he can't feed the ball to Eggsy. Of course, feeding it in doesn't mean that the ball won't be missed. Anyway, Ronaldo and Benzema's missed balls made Eggsy and Modric feel uneasy when they saw them asking for the ball.
To sum up, in order to devote himself more wholeheartedly to the upcoming round-robin tournaments in the three major leagues, Eggsy even suspended his studies so that he could grow better, faster and more steadily by gaining experience.
So when he saw the so-called main force and core players, Eggsy wanted to take out a pen and write two words on the title: internship.
He felt the embarrassment and urgency of being put on the spot by the British player's awkward praise of himself, and saying that Eggsy should be the core midfielder was simply challenging the upper limit of Eggsy's ability.
The national team has always had little training, or only one or two training sessions or friendly matches to get used to each other. The rest is for the head coach to talk about tactics, and everyone plays on their own. And the World Cup is the easiest way for players to increase their value or become famous.
This is why the World Cup is difficult to play and why it is so popular.
If Eggsy was really promoted to the core midfielder position, he could use his knees to figure out that when the game comes, he will be dribbling the ball and organizing the attack. I guess except for Vardy, few people in the team will respond to his call, right?
Awkward.
This time we have to go to Sir Alex Ferguson. The first thing is to confirm whether Sir Alex Ferguson really wants to take over the coaching of the England national team. The second is to make sure that Sir Alex Ferguson really wants to replace Eggsy as the core midfielder.
Because as far as Migliaccio knew, the England national team was similar to the national team of the Oriental Flower Planting Country, not relying on strength, but on fame and power. If Sir Ferguson really wanted to do this, unless Sir Ferguson could use all his strength to support Eggsy, otherwise he would be praising him to death.
Looking at the media reports, Eggsy felt that it would be best to decide these things as soon as possible. It is already autumn now. He will return to Real Madrid tomorrow and will have two consecutive games the day after tomorrow and the day after that. Eggsy does not know what Zidane's arrangements for him are yet, so it would be best for him to resolve things in the morning and go back in the afternoon.
This way he will have some extra time to adjust his physical condition to face the upcoming game.
Eggsy had a very restless night. He finally waited until dawn and swam dozens of laps in the hotel swimming pool.
When he got out of the water, Eggsy was out of breath. He looked at his sports watch, which was sent by the manufacturer he endorsed. Seeing his training volume, Eggsy stretched by the water with satisfaction and then wrapped himself in a bath towel.
There were few guests in the hotel who would come to swim so early, but that didn't mean there weren't any. At least when Eggsy came out of the water, many people on the shore were watching him, including a middle-aged man who was stunned by Eggsy's abs, long legs, broad shoulders and narrow waist.
Just when the other party wanted to come up and say hello, Miliaccio hurried over, pulled the big black towel on Eggsy's body and wiped his hair, while quietly urging Eggsy to take a shower in the bathroom as soon as possible. Miliaccio turned around and glared at the man who had been staring at Eggsy for a long time, and the ferocity of his eyes could be imagined.
Eggsy was naturally insensitive to other people's malice, so he didn't know what he had just provoked. He would do it if the indicator Miliaccio urged him to do so. After he put on his coat and clothes, Miliaccio drove him to Wilmslow, Cheshire, west of Manchester.
This area is a luxury residential area, and all you can see are luxury residential buildings hidden by layers of forests. Eggsy originally thought that this place would be very peaceful, but when Migliaccio drove here, they were surprised to find that it was not the case.
To be honest, Eggsy never thought that he would meet Sir Alex Ferguson in this way, because now the tall and thin old lord almost got into a fight with the middle-aged man next door with his cane!
Eggsy and Migliaccio couldn't sit still any longer. They couldn't let the Sir get hurt no matter what! !
Migliaccio grabbed the middle-aged man opposite, while Eggsy grabbed Sir Ferguson. But it was in vain, as the two had obviously lost their minds and were struggling to attack each other.
Sir Alex Ferguson's glasses were crooked, and he was still complaining angrily: "How dare he occupy my land! Damn it, is he bullying me because I'm a retired old man!!!"
After saying this, the lord waved his cane threateningly, making it look like a stick that would fall at any time and hit people on the head anytime and anywhere.
Of course, the neighbor also waved his fist without showing any weakness, but was quickly pulled away by the huge Miliaccio.
"Jazz! Jazz! Calm down, don't do this!!"
It is obvious that Sir Alex Ferguson is furious. Originally, his life after retirement was supposed to be very leisurely, watching Manchester United games on weekends, going to the racecourse on holidays, or having fun with his children and grandchildren. This was his original retirement plan.
But recently, the old man has not been happy at all. This is all because the new neighbor plans to demolish the original house and rebuild a three-story villa. The reason is that the neighbor's villa is going to be expanded, and after the expansion, the house is closer to his own home, infringing on his living space.
For this reason, the old man quickly drafted a letter of protest and submitted it to Cheshire City Hall. Then the matter was known to the neighbors. Now the two of them started quarreling whenever they met, and the situation was completely out of control.
At least it was rare to make the usually calm Sir so angry. After Eggsy escorted the old Sir home, the old Sir realized that the little guy who brought him home was Eggsy, whom he should be "unfamiliar".
Now both of them were more or less embarrassed.
The old lord was embarrassed that he had revealed such an irrational side of himself in front of the young man he met for the first time, which would affect his image.
Eggsy was embarrassed that he had interfered in the old lord's private affairs on their first meeting, which seemed a bit like meddling in other people's affairs.
"Ahem, I was originally planning to go to the door to greet you." Sir Alex was worthy of being Sir Alex, and he quickly found a way out for himself, "I didn't expect to run into a guy who is comparable to Manchester City!"
Eggsy certainly didn't believe Sir Alex would come to greet him, but he had heard of Sir Alex mentioning Manchester City, because when he was coaching Manchester United, Ferguson ridiculed Manchester City, their arch-rival, as "noisy neighbors." He never thought that Sir Alex would really encounter "noisy neighbors" now.
"Sir, ha ha ha," Eggsy couldn't help laughing, and then immediately explained: "Ah, I didn't expect you to be so strong and energetic. I almost couldn't hold you back just now."
Eggsy's words made Sir Ferguson feel a little embarrassed, but he couldn't get angry in front of the child, so he put down his crutches, opened the door, nodded to Eggsy and said, "Come on, you clever little guy."
"Smart?" Eggsy obviously didn't understand why Sir Alex Ferguson gave him such a comment when they met for the first time.
After hearing Eggsy's doubts, Sir Alex Ferguson slowly turned around and said with a shrewd smile like an old fox: "You found a way to find me as soon as you saw the report. It is very appropriate to praise you for being smart, little guy."
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