Chapter 151 We can win the championship!

Ferguson sits in the manager's office at Manchester United's Carrington training base.

The TV in front of me was broadcasting the FA Cup match between Southampton and Chelsea at home.

Sitting next to him were his three main assistants, Mike Perrin, Rene Meulensteen, and his younger brother, Manchester United's chief scout Martin Ferguson.

The four of them sat on the sofa, watching TV intently without saying a word.

On the TV screen, young player Chamberlain raised his arms high, celebrating this crucial goal he scored.

In fact, Ibrahimovic's first goal just now came from his assist.

In this game, he also gave many outstanding performances, and his handling of the ball, dribbling and passing were all very threatening.

"Alex Chamberlain?" Ferguson frowned, looking at the player who was given a close-up on the TV screen.

Mike Perrin nodded. "Yes, he was born in August 1993. He is not yet 18 years old, but he has become a starter for Southampton this season. His performance is very eye-catching. He is a rare player with delicate skills in English football."

After hearing this, Ferguson laughed and said, "You are wrong. His most valuable thing is not just his skills."

"Oh?" Mike Perrin was a little confused.

"He has excellent physical fitness. Look at how he held off Bosingwa and Essien just now. Does he look like a 17-year-old kid?"

When Ferguson mentioned this, Mike Perrin was really surprised.

Logically speaking, seventeen-year-old children are definitely not as physically fit as the adult team.

But just now, Chamberlain held off two adult defensive players and brought the ball out. Although he had the upper hand, it was not difficult to see that his physical fitness was indeed not weak.

René Meulensteen on the side added: "He has African ancestry, he is Jamaican, his father and uncle are both professional players in the lower leagues, he was born in Portsmouth and joined Southampton when he was young."

Ferguson looked at Meulensteen with appreciation. The Dutchman was indeed a very capable assistant.

"What's even more rare is that he has strong tactical execution, is willing to defend and counter-attack, and can work hard in defense, which is very rare for a technically sophisticated attacking player."

From Ferguson's tone, it is not difficult to hear his appreciation for Chamberlain.

In this game, the little saint really impressed everyone.

"Southampton's youth training is very strong. The most recent batch of players are all very good, especially in terms of technical skills. Adam Lallana's shot in front of the penalty area just now was quite thoughtful." Rene Meulensteen attaches the most importance to the players' technical skills.

Ferguson smiled and pointed at the TV screen. "So, what do you think of Chamberlain?"

"His skills are better and more detailed than Walcott's, and his development potential is higher." Meulensteen answered without hesitation.

Ferguson nodded with a smile.

Technology is the development trend of English football, an inevitable trend.

All styles that go against this trend will eventually be eliminated!

Ferguson looked at his brother Martin Ferguson, who had been silent.

"Martin."

Although Ferguson didn't say anything, Martin Ferguson understood what he meant and nodded and smiled.

"I will go to Southampton tomorrow and give you a detailed report in a month!"

Ferguson nodded appreciatively.

They are all old people who have followed him for many years. Most of the time, they don’t need to talk. Often, they can understand what he means with just a glance.

Such an assistant is convenient and easy to use.

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Almost at the same time.

Wenger was sitting in the living room of his home, watching the live broadcast of this FA Cup match.

He also noticed Chamberlain.

Wenger had noticed Chamberlain as early as when Southampton played against Arsenal.

It's just that Chamberlain was young and not famous at the time, so Wenger didn't want to touch him for the time being.

But judging from the current situation, Chamberlain's performance should have attracted considerable attention.

If you want to take action, you have to do it now!

"Steve!" Wenger immediately picked up his phone and called Arsenal's chief scout Steve Lawley.

"Boss." Steve Lawley on the other end of the phone was also watching the FA Cup match.

As soon as Wenger called, he guessed it and laughed.

"Want me to check out Chamberlain?"

"Well, by the way, take a look at the central defender named Varane, he's pretty good."

It is very, very difficult to win such a nice praise from Wenger.

Judging from the hype from the outside media, this can be considered genius level.

"I understand." Steve Lawley agreed on the spot without further ado.

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At this moment, throughout England, and even throughout European football, countless scouts and head coaches were watching this FA Cup match. Also, countless people began to pay attention to a certain player on the Southampton team because of this match.

Everyone inside St. Mary's Stadium was unaware of what was happening outside.

Yang Huan felt like he was in a vast ocean.

The fans' thunderous cheers swept across the entire St. Mary's Stadium.

The feeling of being unable to control himself, the deafening shock, the excitement that seemed as if his soul was about to leave his body and merge into this oblivious excitement made him feel unprecedented excitement.

An unprecedented ambition and an unprecedented desire surged into his heart.

"Win the championship!" Yang Huan couldn't help but shout out.

"What?"

Terry Matthews and Carol Connie beside him, and Charlene Lahri in front of him, didn't hear it clearly.

Maybe they heard it clearly, but just couldn't believe it.

"I said..." Yang Huan still looked very excited, "...we can win the championship!"

All three of them were dumbfounded!

A League One team wants to compete for the FA Cup?

How is this possible?

This is absolutely impossible!

"Stop joking, Mr. Yang Huan!" Carol Connie laughed.

She thought Yang Huan was just joking.

"No!" Yang Huan looked at the field firmly and shook his head vigorously, "I'm not kidding, I'm serious!"

This time everyone was stunned.

No kidding? Seriously?

Do you really want to win the championship?

If a League One team really wins the FA Cup, all Premier League teams should be so ashamed that they should commit suicide!

If Southampton really creates such an earth-shattering upset, the entire English football world will go crazy!

"We can beat Arsenal, we can beat Chelsea, why can't we win the championship?"

Yang Huan shouted out his doubts very loudly.

Yeah, why?

Looking at other FA Cup matches, Liverpool was eliminated early, Arsenal was also eliminated by Southampton, and now even Chelsea has fallen to Southampton.

Who is left?

The only two teams that can be considered strong are Manchester United and Manchester City.

The FA Cup is a decisive match. Who dares to say that Southampton has no chance?

Who can say that a team that has the strength to beat Arsenal and Chelsea has no chance of winning the championship?

"Are you... serious?" Terry Matthews couldn't believe it.

This idea, this thought is crazy!

Anyone with a little common sense would not believe it!

"I'm serious!" Yang Huan nodded firmly.

In his opinion, this world itself is crazy. Even something as ridiculous as time travel can happen. What else is impossible?

There is nothing in this world that you cannot do, except what you cannot think of and what you dare not think or do!

Charlene Lahri looked at Yang Huan, who had a serious face and didn't seem to be joking at all, and then looked at Carol Connie and Terry Matthews who were stunned on both sides, and she laughed.

This is the Yang Huan she knows!

Is that crazy?

Yes, he is a crazy person, otherwise who would do so many crazy things?

But he not only has crazy ideas, he is also willing to work hard for his crazy ideas.

"I support you!" Charlene Lahiri smiled for some unknown reason.

Carol Conneau and Terry Matthews immediately looked at Charlene Lahrie again.

Instead, Yang Huan burst out laughing.

At this moment, he returned to his normal smiling self.

"There are less than five minutes left, Miss Lahiri. According to our bet, if we win, I will take the loss and let you kiss me!"

When Charlene Lahiri heard this, her face turned red and she felt like beating him up.

Especially when she saw the eyes of Carol Connie and Terry Matthews, which were full of ambiguity and sudden enlightenment, she really had an urge to collapse.

There’s no way to wash yourself clean even if you jump into the Thames!

This guy actually said such a secret thing in such a not-so-secret way. Isn't this intentional to cause misunderstanding among others?

With the referee's whistle, the game officially came to an end.

The entire St. Mary's Stadium immediately became boiling.

All the staff and coaching staff swarmed into the stadium and surrounded the players.

All the fans stood up and gave the warmest applause to the players and coaches.

"Congratulations to Southampton and all the Saints fans."

"They created a shocking miracle in their home stadium!"

"Two to zero, who could have thought that the result of the game would be such an upset?"

"Perhaps from now on, we should all re-recognize this English League One team. After defeating Arsenal, many people said it was accidental and luck. But now, they have defeated their strong rival Chelsea again. Is this still accidental or luck?"

The TV commentator's question obviously no longer requires an answer.

If we can beat Arsenal and Chelsea consecutively by chance or luck, who would believe it?

"After defeating Chelsea, Southampton took the lead in entering the FA Cup quarter-finals. The other two FA Cup matches held tonight have also ended. The teams that entered the quarter-finals are Manchester City and West Ham United."

"Although other matches have not started yet, we can already make a judgment that Southampton is the only non-Premier League team left in the quarterfinals. This is also very exciting. How far can this team from the English League One go on the road of being a dark horse?"

I believe the TV commentator’s questions are also the questions of all fans.

It’s just that there is no answer to this question yet.

Because the FA Cup quarter-finals will be held in March.

Yang Huan was not interested in thinking about this problem. The first thing he wanted to do was to go to the locker room, praise this group of awesome players, commend their outstanding performance, and distribute bonuses on the spot.

Of course, Southampton is now under the watchful eyes of the English Football Association, and the bonus can only be distributed according to the highest level, that is, the FA Cup bonus standard of the Premier League teams. Otherwise, if too much is given, the two old foxes Arsenal and Manchester United will make irresponsible remarks again.

After that, of course, I have to go find Abramovich and give this Russian man a good face.

There is a saying that goes, "If you don't return home when you are rich and powerful, it's like walking in fine clothes at night."

It would be a shame if we didn't show off in front of Abramovich after finally winning the game.

As for worrying about losing in the future?

The earliest we meet Chelsea again will be the end of next year, so why worry about it?

Oh, by the way, there is one more important thing.

"Hey, Charlene!" Yang Huan called out to Charlene Lahri who was about to leave her seat.

"What's the matter?" The blonde beauty was still sulking.

This guy is always annoying.

But the strange thing is, my anger disappeared after a while, and I couldn't get angry when I saw him again.

"I need your help with something. Let's have dinner at Wangjiang Pavilion."

At the end, Yang Huan added with a smile, "You can have a candlelight dinner if you want!"

"Eat your big head!" Charlene Lahri really swung her fist at him.

But Yang Huan had already run away.