Football: I am only 16 years old, and you want me to retire and make a comeback?

Chapter 8 Going to the first team?

The yellow vests were inexplicably taken off, and the two midfielders Tang Ye and Milner joined the first team lineup together.

Living up to Ten Hag's expectations, Tang Ye started his walking mode in the first team.

Xhaka dribbled the ball forward near the center circle, but Tang Ye did not try to steal the ball.

Caron walked to Tang Ye's face, and Tang Ye walked slowly towards Caron.

The two people were less than 2 meters apart, but Tang Ye still did not rush to grab.

Seeing this scene, Melente outside the court was almost moved to tears.

Merent didn't want Tang Ye to leave the second team, and Tang Ye also knew about this, so he deliberately showed a very negative attitude towards the game when Ten Hag was supervising the game.

The apprentice knew what the master was thinking.

What is the deep love between master and disciple?

This is the deep love between master and disciple!
Tang Ye is talented, and Melent believes that he can actively stimulate Tang Ye's talent.

At this moment, Tang Ye, who had been standing still, suddenly started running. Barazit of the first team completed a steal on Xhaka and saw Tang Ye who had moved out of position at first sight.

Unfortunately, because Tang Ye was from the second team, Balazite did not pass the ball.

"give him!"

Ten Hag shouted, and Balazsit, who heard the coach's call, was very decisive and passed the ball directly to Tang Ye's feet.

Snapped!
Tang Ye stretched out his foot to take the ball away, and then without moving, he pointed his right hand towards the front court.

?

At the front, center forward Ale, who noticed something was wrong, suddenly ran forward. Tang Ye seized the opportunity, hit the ball with the instep, and made a straight pass to the front court.

"Your mother!"

Amrabat cursed loudly, he never expected Tang Ye to pass such a ball.

He didn't even have time to stretch his legs!
Snapped!
The ball rolled past Amrabat's eyes, passed through two central defenders of the second team, and finally landed at the feet of center forward Ale.

A perfect chance to score, facing the second team goalkeeper's attempt to steal the ball, Ale swung his leg and shot.

With a "bang", the ball flew over the crossbar.

This is a standard anti-aircraft gun kick!
"Forehead……"

Alai held his head, turned to look at Tang Ye, and gave a thumbs up: "Mine, mine!"

A 16-year-old player from the second team gave himself a perfect chance, but Ale failed to seize it.

Damn, is there anything more embarrassing than this?

"it's okay no problem"

Tang Ye waved his hand indifferently.

It’s just a training match, it doesn’t matter whether we score a goal or not!
Although Tang Ye didn't care, Ten Hag's face outside the field was already dark.

He is a coach who cares more about his reputation. The first-team players are holding back the second-team players, which is something Ten Hag is unwilling to accept.

"Um……"

Ten Hag turned to look at Merente and said: "Our players were not in good shape today, otherwise we should have won now."

After explaining on behalf of the players on the field, Ten Hag turned his gaze to Tang Ye again.

This guy is taking a walk again!

"cough cough"

Melente coughed twice, then said to Ten Hag: "Don has always been lazy. It was like this last season."

"Why don't you run? Are you too weak to run? Shouldn't you have plenty of endurance training?"

"He would sneak away during every endurance training session"

"?"

Ten Hag widened his eyes: "There are such players?"

Melent felt a little happy when he saw Ten Hahe's surprised expression.

He knew that the Dutchman was very particular about discipline, and a player like Tang Ye who played badly would most likely not be in his eyes.

"I think we need to give it a try. The first team is also facing a bottleneck right now. Let's suspend this guy's training tomorrow."

"Pause? Um, why?"

Melent didn't understand what Ten Haage said.

“I will find someone to take him to the KNVB (Royal Dutch Football Association) to register for the Eredivisie. The transfer window is about to end. It will be too late if we don’t register now.” “????”

"This... Eric, listen to me, Don's discipline is a big problem, and he is only 16 years old. He won't be able to adapt if he plays in the Eredivisie directly!"

Merent's voice suddenly became louder. Van der Gahe on the sidelines thought he was going to make some substitutions, so he walked over to ask. After learning that he was talking to Ten Hag, he left.

"It's okay, there's no rush. What I mean is to let him register in the Eredivisie first, and then train with the first team."

Ten Hag spread his hands and said: "Registering in the Eredivisie doesn't mean he has to play. This guy has talent and he will improve faster if he trains with the first team."

Ten Hahe's meaning was very clear, he wanted to keep Tang Ye by his side.

There is no discipline.

Ten Hag is here to teach you how to abide by discipline!

"This, this, this..."

Melente looked a little hesitant.

The first team lacks a midfielder, and their second team does too!
"Eric, how about taking it slow and putting Tang in the second team until next season, or this season's winter transfer window, and then observing for half a season?"

Ten Hahe did not respond to Melent's suggestion immediately. Instead, he turned around and put his hands on Melent's shoulders: "Tell me, what is your position?"

"Forehead……"

Ten Hag's question was a bit strange, but Merente answered it seriously: "Head coach of the second team"

"You still know that you are the head coach of the second team!"

Ten Hag pulled his hand back: "It's settled. He has to report to the first team the day after tomorrow!"

……

After the morning training, Melent took Tang Ye and Amrabat away.

"We will have another training session this afternoon after lunch, but you don't have to come to that training session."

what?
Amrabat's eyes lit up and his face showed indescribable joy.

Melent looked at Tang Ye again and found that Tang Ye's expression was a little nervous at this time.

"Mr. Melente, I'm not going to leave, am I?"

Tang Ye felt a little sad. He had been around for a whole season and was finally going to be liquidated.

Although he doesn't like training, he doesn't want to be fired!

"..."

"Cough cough!"

After coughing twice to ease the embarrassment, Melent continued what he had not finished saying: "You two will go to train with the first team this afternoon. Someone will take you to register in the Eredivisie tomorrow."

Amrabat rubbed his hands, he could already imagine himself making his debut in the Eredivisie.

More than 2 live audiences, my God!

On Tang Ye's side, after learning that he was going to the first team, Tang Ye suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Melente asked.

"Is the training intensity of the first team very high? Should I train with the second team first?"

What?
Melente's eyes widened, and he felt warm in his heart now.

Although Tang Ye is unreliable, he still remembers Melente, the head coach of the second team!
"No, don't come back!"

Melente took a deep breath and said, "Tang, although I often scold you, I tell you now that you are actually a very talented player."

"You should go to the Eredivisie instead of going back to the Eredivisie. Believe me, I can feel that your ceiling can reach 1000 million euros!"

"1000 million euros? That's too much!"

???

“…fuck!”

"You get out of here now!"

Melente pushed Tang Ye away from his arms and pointed in the direction of the first-team training ground: "Lazy pig, lazy pig with no ambition, if your value can exceed 1000 million euros in the future, I will stuff shit into my mouth!"

"Fuck off!"

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(End of this chapter)