Chapter 244: The Future of George and Demi

After returning to Nottingham to start training again, his teammates mentioned Wood's last-minute assist. It was the sudden ball that he created the opportunity to equalize Albertini.

Even if he is very familiar with George's teammates, he is surprised by his actions. Not to mention the game, even in the group stages of training, George is rarely seen; Wood dribbled the ball for more than 30 meters.

"Hmm. George; Wood, how does it feel to drive the ball and run wildly at the last moment of the game and then assist to score?" During the training interval, Ribery asked Wood as a reporter.

Wood looked at him and said blankly, "It's not bad."

Ribery scratched her head: "Hey, George, you don't cooperate at all, the reporters are very troubled... Didn't your playboy-like agent teach you how to deal with the media?"

"But you are not a reporter."

The teammates watching the fun all laughed.

Ribery coughed twice and muttered, "I don't know if you are not committed enough or are too involved..."

While Ribery was still joking with Wood on the training ground, Albertini did not sit on the sidelines to rest, but went straight to the head coach's office.

"Is there anything to ask me for, Demi?" Done ran tea for himself in the office. He liked tea, and his habit of drinking tea was not as good as that of the British. Everyone in the club knew this.

"Boss, I want to talk to you about George..."

Done put the teacup on the table, "George? What's wrong with him?"

"I think you have some limitations on his use." Albertini said seriously.

Tang En understands this person's personality. He is the kind of person who says whatever he has in his heart, so he will have disputes with every head coach who has coached him. But this has not happened before in his cooperation with himself.

Tang En just felt something was wrong, so he took the initiative to come up.

So Tang En turned around and went to make tea again: "Do you want to add sugar or cream?"

"Ah? Uh. No, thank you, boss. I'll just drink water."

Donn handed the cup of water to Albertini: "Let's talk about it in detail now, Demi."

"Boss, you use George as a midfield engineer, but I don't think he should be like this. His position and role should not be just an engineer. Being responsible for defense is considered completing the task. It should not be like this.

Albertini shook his head and said.

"So what do you mean?"

"I hope George can become a midfielder with both offense and defense, and become a midfielder like me."

“Do you control the rhythm of offense and defense?”

Albertini nodded. “What he has an advantage over Arteta and I is that he is better than any of us. He can keep starting every game for a season and play for ninety minutes without rotation.

I think stability is a core element that needs to be possessed first, whether it is stable in its state or stable playing time, so that the team will be easier to adapt to him."

Don't hear it and nodded repeatedly, and found Albertini looking at him, so he made a gesture: "Continue."

"George has excellent physical condition. I think it's a waste to be just a defensive midfielder. If this body can be applied to the offense, it will definitely cause greater trouble for the opponent.

Did you see the last goal we scored? Martins, Cruz, and Cambiaso did not pose a threat to him. If we had such a person in the frontcourt who could hold the ball and were not afraid of losing the ball, our offense would be more calm."

Donn pointed at Albertini: "Just you and George, you can get the ball and he protects it. Haven't we all been like this for more than a season?"

"If one person can do something, do two people still need to be used?"

Albertini asked back and left Don speechless.

"If one person can do two people's things, then the other person can be liberated to do other things? Aren't we the same as having twelve people on the court?"

"It's good that you say that, Demi. But you know George really lacks talent in offense..."

Albertini shook his head and denied the statement: "It might be just because he performed too well on defense. It covered up his talent on the other hand... Boss, did you see him performing in the last moment of the last game?"

Tang En nodded.

“It’s very beautiful, right?”

"Well... it's true, it's great, it's beautiful."

"If you really don't have talent, how could you find that pass route? You should know that there were people in the penalty area at that time.

I didn't stand in the crowd and raised my hand to ask for the ball. I just looked at me diagonally and ran in the air, and then prayed that George could see it too. He saw it. And he passed the ball accurately.

"When talking about that goal, Albertini is still a little excited now. He is not excited about his goals. Although he has not scored many goals in his career, he does not have to be excited about a goal.

He was so excited that the ball came from George; Wood's assist.

"Uh, I think he's Monte... Demi, just coincidence, by chance..."

"But there must be a certainty behind every chance. I believe he may not know that I am in the penalty area, but he must have seen that space, otherwise he would not pass the ball to that place. Do you agree with this? Boss?"

Tang En nodded: "Agree."

"Some players never see that space after playing for a lifetime. But Wood can, isn't this a talent? He just shows that this talent is later than other talents."

Just as the two were talking about this, Assistant Coach David; Chris Lack walked in.

"What are you talking about, Tony, Demi?"

"Talk about George's future." Don't spread his hands.

"George's future?" Chris Lark didn't understand.

"I told the boss that he had a misunderstanding about George's use. George should not be just a midfield engineer and did nothing but defense."

When Chris Lack heard Albertini say this, he looked up at Donn. He wanted to know what he meant.

"We happened to discuss whether George has offensive talent. What do you think, David?" asked Don.

Chris Lack thought for a while: "When he was in the youth team, I kept letting him play defensive midfielder, and told him to be at the end of the offensive ground... because, to be honest, I didn't see any offensive talent at all."

Albertini was a little dissatisfied with Chris Lack's answer, and shrugged: "If you all just told him: you are waiting behind the attack. How could you find out about his other talents besides defense?"

"Uh, Demi. George was the first to be the forward in the team. But he never scored a single goal, but he even tackled Eastwood's ground leg..." Chris Lak explained to Albertini.

The Italian nodded: "I know this, coach.

But at that time, George was different from George now. George is more mature now. I believe he can do better than before... Of course, I don't think he is suitable for playing forward. His best position is still a midfielder, but he is not an engineer who can only defend.

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"You want Wood to be the real core?" Donn pointed out Albertini's meaning.

"Yes. Not only spiritually. It's also tactical..." Albertini paused for a moment and said, "In fact, there is another very important reason.

I hope George can become a player like me and a midfielder who can attack and defend. Another reason is that... I decided to retire."

The teacup placed beside his mouth stopped. Tang En thought he had heard it wrong.

Chris Lak turned his head and looked at the Italian sitting on the sofa.

"Sorry... I heard it right, Demi, you said you were going to retire?" Chris Lak asked.

Albertini nodded: "My contract is due this season."

"Oh no, no... the club has prepared a brand new contract for you, and all treatment is fine. As long as you sign on it, you can continue playing football. There is no problem..." Chris Lak said panic.

He thought Albertini said this because the club had not announced a contract renewal with him for a long time.

"You misunderstood me, David. I thought about this issue seriously when I was injured before the season. I felt that my body could no longer recover. If I continue like this, I will definitely play a few games like this in the future and get hurt a few more games.

It doesn't help the team, I don't want to be a...scrap who sits in the stands and gets a salary."

Tang En put down the teacup and opened the drawer and searched.

"So I decided not to renew my contract with the club after the end of this season. Then I went back to Italy to study coaching courses. After retiring, I planned to be a coach. This was something I had planned for a long time..."

Donn came over and waved to stop Albertini and continued, and he handed over a document to the Italian.

"It's not time to say goodbye yet, Demi. This is the contract draft prepared by the club for you. We are planning to talk to your agent."

Albertini looked through it and gave it to Don again. "I am very grateful to the club for their trust in me... This is really a generous contract."

It's really generous. It's the same two-year period. There is no requirement for the number of appearances, no requirement for the number of goals and assists. There is no limit on the conditions for him to continue to get his salary.

The salary level is even higher than the first contract, because the club's financial situation has improved, and the team's overall salary level has also increased.

"But I can't accept it."

Donn looked at the expression on Albertini's face: "Do you think this is an alms, Demi?"

Albertini shook his head.

"Your performance deserves this contract. The team still needs you. If I go out and say to them at this time, 'Your captain decides to stay with the team', do you know how happy they will be?" Tang En pointed to the window behind him.

"Look at how good you performed in the last game. You are not old yet, Demi."

Albertini tilted his head and smiled: "All thirty-four years old, not old yet? I can play in such a game for a season when I was young. Now I can only play out occasionally, and that's the difference."

This news was too sudden for Donn. He had worried about this problem when Albertini was injured. However, Di Demi was optimistic at that time, so he gradually forgot about it.

Unexpectedly, optimism was just a superficial phenomenon, and he had been planning this.

Chris Lack looked at the stubborn Albertini and didn't know what to say.

But Donnn is even more stubborn than Albertini: "No, Demi. I hope you will rethink the retirement.

Didn’t you just say that you hope George can become a midfielder like you? If you retire at the end of this season, how can he do it like you? If you must leave. Please stay for another year to help us train George.
To be continued...