My light shines on Arsenal

Chapter 62 I Believe Him
When Arsene Wenger walked into the press hall, the reporters in the venue stopped discussing and watched the "professor" sit in front of the stage.

"Oh, my friends, don't be so serious," Wenger laughed. "Why are you looking at me like that? Yeah, we lost the game, but should I squat in the corner and cry?"

Sporadic laughter came from the group of reporters.Immediately, they turned their eager eyes on Wenger.

Reporters have too many questions to ask.

First the results
——Two teams that had not won a championship in six years met in the first major cup competition of the season, but they showed a one-sided trend.

focus again
——Will Arsenal's "coaching internship program" stop here?Will Wenger regret his ingenious idea?

In the end, there are still many sevens and eights, such as why Arsenal performed so poorly, and whether it is a team tradition to lose the chain in the big scene.

After a bit of uproar, John Krauss of The Mirror got his first chance to ask a question.

"Mr. Wenger, I'm John Krauss, "Mirror". How do you view the team's loss? Is this Arsenal's normal level? What do you think of Coach Chen Yao's command?"

After Klaus asked, he bowed politely and sat down.

"We lost games, that's a fact. I've been here for more than ten years and every season we lose games... oh, not like that," Wenger said.

The reporters present were stunned for a moment, and then laughed knowingly.

Indeed, there was one season when Arsenal didn't lose a game.

"What I'm trying to say is that even if we had unbeaten seasons, we've only done it once. When you work in football, winning and losing is important, but winning and losing is not everything. Nobody wins forever. We lose. Yeah, yeah, it's a loss, but it's just a loss, that's all."

"Of course we didn't play at our normal level. We chose a very young starting line-up, many of whom had only come off the bench in the league. They fought bravely for nine and 10 minutes in the famous Anfield against Liverpool. Kid They lack the experience and the determination to handle the pressure, but they will grow."

"As for Coach Chen Yao, I appreciate his work. This is the first time he has lost as a conductor, and this result may be better than mine." Wenger smiled, "I don't think you need to interpret this too much. In football, there are many examples of assistant coaches playing a key role in on-the-spot command, I just pushed the people behind the scenes to the front stage a little bit."

John Cross nodded, making shorthand notes in his notebook.

"Miss, you come to the next question."

Wenger ordered a female reporter.

"Christina Lu, reporter for The Independent."

Lu Ling stood up and asked, "Mr. Wenger, I also want to ask a question about Coach Chen Yao. What do you think of his current ability? Does he have the ability to control the game? In this game, Coach Chen Yao It's a disorientation and a lack of control over emotions."

Many of the reporters present had heard the anecdote. During halftime, someone heard Chen Yao unabashedly criticizing his players in the locker room.

And when the substitution was made, he was also extremely dissatisfied.

Wenger maintained a gracious smile, crossed his hands, and mulled a response.

Lu Ling and other reporters also looked at Wenger, waiting for his answer.

"You can't expect a young coach under 30 to be flawless. When I first came to the UK, a large number of tabloid reporters surrounded me every day. What's more, they even attacked and insulted me. My personality," Wenger said.

"I was angry. But then I realized two things: To gain respect, you need to show tough determination, and you need good grades. Neither of these things come naturally."

"It's a difficult and painful process, but, from my point of view, doing it while a coach is young helps him become a better person."

"I will give him tolerance. I chose him and I believe in him. Maybe you should wait a little longer."

……

After the Carling Cup match against Liverpool, the atmosphere within the Arsenal team became tense again.

Chen Yao is like a hedgehog, always has a stern face, and has extremely strict requirements on the training of his players.

In the past, he would chat and laugh with the young players, and carefully walk to the field to guide their positioning and selection.

But now, he seems to have returned to the state he just joined the team a few months ago, standing on the sidelines with his arms folded and observing coldly.

"I think the coach got mad at us."

Marco Verratti whispered to his mates after the training session.

"But can this be our fault?" Jorginho was also very aggrieved, "I was in a valley in Italy half a year ago, where did I see Anfield. Who is our opponent? Fucking Gerrard, Suarez and so on, the coach should be more lenient with us."

Zaha said faintly: "Ruoge, it wasn't like this when you came here. You wanted to become a Golden Globe player. Why are you making excuses now?"

Jorginho blushed when he heard this, and said angrily, "I didn't blame him, I blame myself."

Carvajal also listened in silence.

Although he doesn't like playing with these rookies from second-rate football clubs, for young people, complaining is always a good way to get closer.

"Hello." Carvajal finally said, "I think the coach did the right thing. Didn't the club you came from put pressure on you? In Castilla, if you want to stand out and set foot on the Bernabeu turf, no? opportunity for error."

"The coach is willing to give you the chance to play. No matter you are young or unskilled, you can only be prepared. Otherwise, what qualifications do you have to play with Ronaldo, Kaka, Alonso and others?"

After Carvajal finished speaking, he walked away expressionlessly.

"Oh...the Real Madrid boys are still the same." Verratti supported his forehead.

"Maybe he is right." Jorginho nuzzled, "We are not the kind of geniuses from big clubs. All we can do is train hard and seize opportunities."

Newcomer Aubameyang was also listening.He was scolded a lot after the last game.

Originally, Aubameyang was also full of anger. If Chen Yao hadn't brought him to the UK, Aubameyang would have respected him somewhat, otherwise he would have turned his back on him.

He thought for a while, curled his lips and said nothing, and quietly walked towards Henry who was doing personal exercises not far away.

"The legendary old man," Aubameyang yelled, "Can I talk to you?"

"That's it." Zaha here also spread his hands, "Whether the coach is angry or not is his business, and it is not for us to judge whether he is doing right. Let's train hard, after all, he is the one who made us Brought to Arsenal."

"That's what I mean." Jorginho recalled that he still felt wronged and unfair just now, and shook his head.

This emotion is meaningless.

"I trust him, and I trust us," he said.

(End of this chapter)