Football Card System
The New England Genius

Chapter 61 The New Genius of England

The sun came in from the window, and the dark cloud last night had disappeared.

Gao Bo opened his eyes and looked at the sunlight outside the window happily, this was a rare good weather in England.

He rubbed his prominent temple, and the crazy victory last night made Gao Bo very excited.

He remembers when Adam scored the second goal, he even ran for forty yards at Stamford Bridge excitedly.

Luton held off the win in the next game.

After the referee blew the final whistle three times, Gao Bo ran into the arena and he slid and knelt at Stamford Bridge, the pitch where he used to work!

Prior to becoming Chelsea U18 head coach, Chelsea led the youth team to win the first FA Youth Cup in their team's history.

And now, half a year later, it's still an FA Cup game, and it's an FA Cup without a prefix up front. Gao Bo led his team to beat Chelsea in this stadium.

Even though it was last night, Gao Bo still felt excited when thinking about this game.

This is a Premier League opponent! !

Luton went from despair and settled into a dark horse in the fourth round of the FA Cup, only half a year old.

After yesterday's game, Gao Bo knew that the fourth round of the FA Cup had been the best result of Luton's team in the FA Cup. As long as they go further, they will create the history of the team.

Thinking about yesterday's match, Gao Bo had no idea where he left his drowsiness in the morning.

After this match, the team's next match will take place on January 14, which is ten days later, the 24th round of the league against Chester.

It is rare to win the second division after a period of rest adjustment. With the exception of Irish U19 full-back Mitchell Piran needing to report to the national team, the other Luton major players get a rare six-day off.

For Gao Bo, this was also the first time he had come to Luton for a slightly longer holiday.

Gao Bo made breakfast and found a newspaper at the coffee table.

Oh ... This was yesterday's paper.

I was already used to Gao Bo, who was reading the newspaper at breakfast, getting dressed downstairs and arriving at the mailbox at the entrance of the apartment.

Spread the newspaper with ink.

As expected by Gao Bo, most newspapers still reported about the game yesterday.

Chelsea were eliminated by the second division team. This is really big news. Big media like the BBC and Sky Sports certainly will not let this happen. It is expected that this incident will be reported on Fleet Street a few days later.

However, compared to coach Gao Bo, the British media is more willing to praise Adam White.

"... The third round of the FA Cup broke with a surprise. Second division side Luton beat Chelsea in an away game. Scolari's team knocked out of the FA Cup! Luton, led by Chinese coach Gao Bo, relied on sturdy defence, defending from Chelsea's attack in the first half, and in the second half, coach Gao Bo sent in 17-year-old England teenager Adam White. It attracted attention twice in a row. Several successive appearances helped Luton score two goals. "

"... Ashley Cole's! Alex! Ivanov! The bosing! Decos! The series of characters that were crossed by Adam White, were all defeated. I lost a star bought at a high price, but these stars were dumbfounded in front of young Adam White ... "

... Scolari said after the game that he even thought he had seen Ronaldo, his team was completely beaten by Adam White, a young player who suddenly appeared. But Coach Luton Gao Bo scoffed at this. He scoffed at the press conference: "Chelsea failed to create many chances in the first and second half. Instead, Luton creates more offensive opportunities. If it wasn't for Cech's outstanding performance, the score would have been early. More than two zeros! ! "..."- ".

"Adam was a famous child ..." Gao Bo sighed as he opened the newspaper. He was not worried that Adam would be hunted. In fact, Gao Bo is not very confident in keeping current players. Fortunately, there was no liquidated option of damage in the player's contract in England, which saw Gao Bo deal with similar transfer affairs. Time can be calmer.

With the heat of this game, Adam who passes and shoots in this game becomes the darling of Fleet Street of course. Compared to Chinese Luton coach Gao Bo, the British media prefers to praise Adam, after all, this boy is English.

"A talented player who turned out to be born !!!"

"Roben of England !!!"

"He's better than Messi !!"

The British media gave Adam various adjectives. Fleet Street changed the law to promote this new British genius player.

Gao Bo wanted to find a report about him, but most of them mentioned the name "Gao Bo", basically in the article about Adam. Gao Bo put Adam in the game and changed the situation. "

"Chelsea were defeated by one man! Coach Gao Bo's trump card!"

Etc.

"Read the newspaper ..." A sweet voice sounded.

Roy was still wearing tight gym clothes and coming back from running, his chest rustling, the sun shining, and his eyes filled with spring ...

Gao Bo bergeming, tigress into a white rabbit? There must be something!

He looked around, "Are you talking to me ?!"

Roy's smile stiffened and his anger surged, but he clearly suppressed it with great perseverance: "Of course, Mr. Gao Bo ..."

"Then you say something that doesn't make sense ..." Gao Bo held up the newspaper in his hand.

Roy sees a photo of Adam celebrating his goal in the newspaper: "Luton may not be able to hold it back. As far as I know, many big clubs are ready to attack him. Do you have a plan? Coach Gao Bo."

Gao Bo narrowed his eyes and looked at Roy: "Do you think I will tell you? You are a reporter! If you appear in the media .. hehe ..."

"I'm a fan of Luton !!!"

"Then you are also a reporter !!"

Roy held back his anger and barely smiled: "Since you've stayed in my house for so long, can you help me? Mr Gao Bo?"

“Oh... Your Highness, please say.” Gao Bo said to him, but turned his back and closed the lid of the mailbox.

"The Hat Seller" we intend to specialise for Mr. Gao Bo ... "

“I refuse!” Gao Bo rolled up the newspaper and walked through the door.

Roy's expression can no longer be stretched: "Fuck ..."