Sixteen years old and two hundred and thirty-five days.

William Coburn, who had officially trained with the team for three days in the first team, made his career debut.

The Mad Gang welcomed the Black Cat Sunderland at home.

The first day of William Coburn's debut was November 25, 2003.

Twenty minutes before the match with the Black Cats.

"Will, throw my leg guard over."

"Will, have you seen the upper floor of my wardrobe? Give me that dress."

"Hey, Will, give me my mp3 and I'll listen to another song."

William Coburn, a rookie, was called by everyone at will. As the starter of the Mad Gang today, William Coburn did not even have his own wardrobe, and he still received a weekly salary of 85 pounds.

In this game, his starting lineup will give him an extra two hundred pounds.

William Coburn, wearing the No. 44 jersey, is still very caring for everyone in the first team. After all, how can a handsome little brother be honest? Who wouldn't like it?

William Coburn was wearing a pair of brand new sneakers. His mother and father were shocked when they learned that their son was about to start today, so they took him to buy a pair of authentic Adidas sneakers on the day off.

This is a pair of blue sneakers, which matches the crazy-top uniform.

William Coben, who admires Ye Chuan, also wrote on his sneakers: Ye no.1, a madman.

Just as William Coburn and everyone were waiting for the start of the game, their boss Ye Chuan came back from the toilet. Today, Ye Chuan felt good and the last puff of cigarette was perfectly spitting out a cigarette ring.

It looks like I have good luck today.

As soon as Ye Chuan walked into the locker room, the atmosphere in the entire locker room changed. Those who listened to the song took off the mp3, and those who had not put on their jerseys quickly put on the jerseys and tied their shoelaces tightly.

"Guys, do you know who I met outside just now?" Ye Chuan stretched and asked at the players in the locker room.

No one dared to make a sound, they knew that they were just listeners at this moment.

"I met Black Cats' head coach Mick McCarthy." After a pause, Ye Chuan continued: "Do you know what he said to me?"

Looking at Ye Chuan, William Coburn, like most players, swallowed his saliva in his throat.

"He said: Hey, man, you will definitely give us three points today."

"I don't need to say that you know that we have lost Villa, Bent, Howloway, and your captain, Rio Coke and your beloved assistant coach Ernie Tipte."

"Even the Wimbledon media that has always supported us say that we can get a point in this game."

"Even, after hearing that we were going to send a sixteen-year-old child to the game, bbc TV thought we had given up on this game. Do you know, a friend of mine called me just now and told me that Ringer predicted that we would lose a bad game in front of the TV." When he said this, Ye Chuan glanced at William Coburn.

For some reason, William Coben felt his chest was very hot, yes, he was a little angry.

Why do you say that sending me to start is to give up the game? Have they seen me play football?

"But no matter how the outside world evaluates us or how the opponent thinks of us, please listen to it with your ears!"

“The cheers from Wilfister Stadium have reached here! Whether we win or lose, we have not been alone for the past four months!”

"Outside, what is waiting for us is ten thousand most loyal fans! Outside, what is waiting for us is the black cat who is eyeing us! The team logo on your chest is lit. In the days and nights of the past, this team logo has never been afraid of any opponent!"

"Even if it's Liverpool, even if it's Manchester United! Even if it's Real Madrid and Barcelona! Remember, guys, the Crazy Gang has never been afraid of strong opponents! What's more, the Black Cats are much worse than the teams above!"

"Today's tactics are very simple, because your boss, I don't know any tactics! Ernie is not here, so I don't want to finish this long tactical report on his behalf."

"Listen, what I'll talk about next is tactics."

"Run, catch, pass, dribble, shoot."

After saying that, Ye Chuan opened the door to the locker room, "What are you waiting for? Show some momentum! Let the fans on the scene see our spirit! Our performance should be worthy of the tickets they have in their hands!"

When Ye Chuan took the lead in walking out of the locker room, the Crazy Gang players followed him in an orderly manner. The first to follow him was today's captain Modric, and behind Modric was Johart, who was also sixteen years old. Like William Copburn, he was both Aries.

So, William Coburn followed Johart.

Then came the tall man Crouch and Stewart Downing. Among them, the twenty-two-year-old Crouch is already a veteran.

Today, the Mad Gang will make another new history! Their starting lineup is only an average of nineteen years old!

The oldest on the court is left-back Darlington, who is only twenty-five years old!

Ye Chuan brought a bunch of children to the young guards.

When the young men from the Mad Gang stepped onto the stadium, more than ten thousand people at the scene made deafening cheers.

"Wow, is that number 44 our new player?"

"What's his name? He's so handsome! Is he Beckham's younger brother?"

"Idiot, how could Beckham have such a younger brother? But he is so handsome!"

"Will our boss use him to attract female fans?"

At the scene, the first impression of William Coburn fans of the crazy players was that this guy was so handsome!

Even the two commentators of bbc TV station McManaman and Reinker exclaimed.

As a former idol-level star, McManaman has the most say: "My God, I don't know how many girls are going to be fascinated in front of the TV."

"I heard that Ye transferred a player to the youth team before, but I didn't expect that he was such a handsome guy." Leinker exclaimed.

"What is his name?"

"William Coburn."

"Is William Coburn? He is very famous."

In front of the TV, the English fans who were watching the British League One live broadcast on bbc TV were all lit up.

There are also some daughters and hostess who were forced to watch the football by the male host in the family and the hostess were all energetic.

A daughter asked his father this way: "Dad, who is that number 44?"

Her father, a senior fan, replied: "I don't know who he is."

At this time, the hostess sighed and said, "You also said you understand football very much!"

The father's face turned red all of a sudden.

It is indeed unknown. Who is this kid, this number 44?

...

Mick McCarthy, the Sunderland head coach sent all the main players today, and he really wanted to take away three points from the Mad Gang!

The reason is very simple. Now the lineup of the crazy gangs is not complete, and even a 16-year-old young child is using it.

"I don't think that guy who doesn't even have hair is full of hair survived from defenses with Gary Brin, Darren Williams, Stephen Wright and Michael Gray. The forward position and goalkeeper position are different. Michael Irving is a once-in-a-century player, and it's impossible for him to have it every day." Mick McCarthy thought to himself.

Not only McCarthy thought so, the two commentators in charge of the commentary today, McManaman and Reinkell, who have always supported Ye Chuan, are also not optimistic about Wimbledon.

"No matter how handsome William Coburn is, the gang who lacks soldiers should be more pragmatic today. It is not unacceptable to play defensive counterattacks at home." McManaman said.

"That's right, and this William Coben looks too thin, he will suffer a lot in the confrontation." Reinkell commented.

To be honest, no one can understand the cards Ye Chuan played.

Ernitypet was so angry that he jumped straight when he learned that Ye Chuan was going to use William Coburn as the starting left winger, and even threatened Ye Chuan with his resignation.

Although Louise didn't say anything, she had protested by not making coffee for Ye Chuan for three consecutive days.

Everyone knows Wimbledon's recent state, they are only five points ahead of the second place, and the team's condition is getting worse and worse.

At this time, putting the treasure on a sixteen-year-old child? Anyone will go crazy, right?

Even Mr. Marshall, who had been missing for a long time, wrote another article. Of course, this time he wrote for an unknown tabloid.

"Ye's incompetence will be reflected in this game!" In the article, he said that Ye Chuan will only keep suppressing treasures on young people. This description is simply immoral, and in the final analysis, he is his own incompetence.

The whole world is questioning Ye Chuan's decision to push William Coben to the starter.

At this moment, there were only three people who were still firmly convinced of him.

One is William Coburn himself, the other is William Coburn's father, and the other is William Coburn's mother.

In the stands of the crazy gang, Jim Coben was holding his wife.

"Our son must be fine, believe him!" Jim was constantly talking to his wife because they were too nervous.

"Will..."

On the court, Johart patted William Coburn on the shoulder. The two sixteen-year-old children were having a good chat.

"Hey, Will, believe in yourself. I was frightened when I stepped on this stadium, but now, I'm much better. As long as you think of so many fans behind you, you won't be nervous." Johart said.

William Coburn nodded, but at this moment he could not hear Johart's words, and his mind could no longer hear even any sound.

He felt his body trembling! He didn't know what was going on.

Me, I started.

This is the League One.

William Coburn's dream came true when he was sixteen years old...

On the bench, Ye Chuan sat on the spacious coaching seat and looked at the stadium.

"Believe in yourself, Will, Fabregas also stepped onto the court at the age of sixteen, believe in your own strength."

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Chapter completed!