Football: I can see player entries.

Chapter 6 Do you want to win?

Two days later, Burton Athletic will play Brentford away.

As for the training these past two days... there's not much to say.

Miserable.

There was also no clue about Quinn's entry.

Let's just assume it's a growth-related term referring to young players.

"Lee, is it really okay not to make any changes?" Chris asked with some concern.

This Chinese man talked a big game, but after arriving, all he did was send off the team's key players and nothing else.

"It's alright, transformation takes time." Li Yanqing seemed quite calm.

There are seven games left in this season.

To escape the relegation zone, they need at least another eleven points.

This assumes the opponent doesn't score a single point.

In other words, they need to win at least four more games to have any hope of avoiding relegation.

Even though the situation is already very critical, the most important thing is still not the game, but the players.

If they are always in a "terrible" state, no coach can lead them to victory.

What they lack is a shot of adrenaline...

Game start.

In terms of lineup, Li Yanqing made no changes and stuck to the previous approach.

The only difference is that the position of offensive core has been handed over to veteran Williamson.

"You guys, come here and take a look."

Li Yanqing had the three youth training team members come directly to the sidelines.

Their mindset isn't like those old hands who are very obedient to the coach.

"Look, Williamson made a mistake. When defending, if you lose the ball, you should foul immediately to stop the opponent's fast attack."

Instead of foolishly chasing after him like he did...

On the sidelines, Li Yanqing provided commentary on the match for them.

Chris expressed his incomprehension, saying that experience is something that can only be gained through practical experience, and that the theory had already been explained long ago.

Therefore, most young players are not as useful as players in their prime.

The explosive emergence of talent like that of Manchester United's Class of '92 is nothing short of a miracle.

To expect a few kids to turn the game around in the second half is simply wishful thinking.

The first half is over.

As expected, Burton Athletic was once again completely overwhelmed.

Brentford's actual strength is also very weak, but their mentality is really bad.

They lost their spirits after conceding the first goal and were defeated by their opponents.

Chris was the first to lose his temper, and he was furious at Li Yanqing's inaction.

What's the point of just watching the team lose the game?

However, as soon as the match ended, he couldn't find the other player!

When he stormed to the locker room door, he found that Li Yanqing was already there.

The locker room was completely silent; it was anyone's guess what the players, who had just been thrashed for half the game, were thinking.

"Shh!"

After spotting Chris, Li Yanqing held up one finger, making a shushing gesture.

Under the former's questioning gaze, the latter smiled mysteriously and finally pushed open the door and entered.

"Hey, you bunch of losers, how are you doing?"

This presumptuous remark immediately ignited the already simmering anger of the players.

"What the hell are you saying! You Chinese!"

Captain Bradford was the first to fly into a rage, staring intently at Li Yanqing, practically pressing his entire face against hers.

They don't even call him 'coach' anymore.

The others were also indignant, wondering how a head coach could be so incompetent.

Not only do they ignore everything during the match, but they also deliberately finish them off?

"Very good, it seems you still have some backbone."

"The situation is a little better than I expected."

Li Yanqing suddenly smiled, but his expression changed immediately.

"But, and I must say, but!"

"Aren't you all useless?"

"Think carefully about your performance in the first half. Did anyone have even a single standout moment?"

"Stop playing football and go home as soon as possible, so you don't continue to embarrass yourself!"

This outburst silenced the entire locker room once again.

Everyone grew increasingly angry, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense and tense.

Chris, who was outside the door, was also stunned by Li Yanqing's actions.

In this situation, he still dares to ignite the players' anger. Isn't he afraid of being torn apart by the angry players?

To his even greater surprise, Li Yanqing still had no intention of shutting up.

"If I were the official head coach, I would sell all of you!"

"You don't deserve these jerseys at all!"

"What a pity, what a pity I'm just a temporary worker!"

All the players' faces were flushed red, making Chris very nervous.

If it weren't for the fact that murder is a crime, this Chinese kid would definitely be dead!

"You're unhappy, aren't you? You're angry, aren't you?"

"Then win! Don't just stand here like a coward, raging incompetent fools!"

"You are the players! You can only show your true skills on the field!"

Li Yanqing's insults weren't particularly harsh, and he didn't use many profanities, but they were disgusting.

Because they genuinely didn't know how to refute it.

They were the ones who lost the game, and those who were furious and powerless.

Seeing the players who were already a little ashamed, Li Yanqing finally felt relieved.

As long as they still have a sense of shame, there is hope.

"Now tell me, do you want to win?"

"If you don't care, you can kill me now."

Upon hearing this, the Burton players immediately calmed down.

Even Bradford's momentum had weakened considerably.

They certainly didn't dare to kill anyone, but it seemed they had no way to win in front of Li Yanqing.

Everyone was thinking about what he said.

Do you want to win?

That's obvious!

How many people cheered for them when they won the championship and advanced last season?

They've almost become numb to losing this season.

The Championship has reached its 42nd round, with them having one win, seven draws, and thirty-three losses!

How could they, who were so successful in the English First Division, accept such a contrast?

"I......"

Bradford's voice softened completely. The 29-year-old tough defender covered his face, suddenly squatted down, and began to sob.

He was indeed very unwilling.

He has always given his all in every game, and even when he loses, he does so with dignity.

He was also very proud if the club hadn't been promoted to the Championship.

But this terrible year completely shattered his sense of superiority.

The rest of the team members watched their captain, who was on the verge of a breakdown, and remained silent.

This experience belongs to all of them.

Glory is, and so is humiliation.

They don't want to lose again!

Want to win!

In Li Yanqing's eyes, they could already see their condition slowly changing.

The condition gradually changes from "extremely poor" to "poor", "average", "good"...

“What should we do, coach?” Bradford finally calmed down a few minutes later.

Some players had already wiped the tactics board clean and were waiting for their head coach to come up and explain.

It seemed that those words had finally rekindled their former pride.

"Okay, listen to me..." Li Yanqing seized the time and quickly explained the tactics for the second half to them.

Otherwise, all that talk would be for nothing.

Chris was stunned by the players' transformation.

He suddenly understood what Li Yanqing had done before.

Why remove the troublemakers from the team regardless of their status, even if they are key players?

Why promote underperforming young players instead of suspending more than half of the first team?

Because of this, all that's left are players who are still desperate to win.

Only in this way can he get that stimulant injection!