Chapter 3 The coach signed in the tavern

The door to the tavern was pushed open, and with a hint of coolness, a blonde man in a brown felt coat walked in.

He looked around, and his eyes lit up when he saw the empty whiskey bottles in front of him, and he walked over and sat down in front of him.

"I love Scotch whisky..."

Gao Bo looked up at the man in front of him who accosted him, and he was not interested in talking, if it was a beautiful woman, maybe Gao Bo would cheer up.

"My name is Morton, David Morton!"

Morton beckoned and asked the bartender to open him a bottle of whiskey as well.

"Oh...... Good wine...."

Morton swallowed a glass of whiskey, revealing a look of enjoyment. Then he said, "Don't mind if I sit across from you... It's not easy to find a bar with fewer people today..."

Gao Bo ignored the words in front of him. He just wants to have a few drinks in silence now, and then find a way to find a job tomorrow - just now Gao Bo calculated his full net worth, counting a few banknotes in his wallet and two steel hammers in his trouser pocket, he now has a total of 789 pounds left, Gao Bo has spent a lot of money studying in England over the years, although he has a good income as a coach at Chelsea, but most of his money has also repaid the loan when he was studying, if he does not find a job as soon as possible, this money will be spent quickly in England.

But what are you going to do to continue to be a football coach?

'Coach Gobo, how did you see that Chelsea were going to score?' Fat Kenny simply moved a stool and sat down.

"Intuition!" Gao Bo, who was not in a good mood, didn't have the heart to chat.

"Awesome!!" Kenny's eyes lit up, "I've heard that great coaches are very intuitive people, and it is said that Mourinho has a keen instinct to predict the arrival of goals!" ”

"What a coach who led Chelsea to the Under-18 title!!"

Kenny's belly was about to rest on the table, and the lump of flesh was piling up on the chair, causing Gao Bo to worry for a while—for the poor chair.

"You're a soccer coach?"

David who just walked in. Morton's eyes lit up.

"Of course, Gao Bo is a magical coach, I have a hunch, he.... He's the next Mourinho!! ”

Kenny held up his glass and trembled as he recounted Gobo's story.

Morton was skeptical.

'You're the Chelsea Under-18 coach?'

"Former coach!"

Speaking of this, Gao Bo was irritable.

Seeing that Gao Bo did not mean to continue the deep conversation, David Morton was a little embarrassed, but he didn't seem to give up.

After all, this is a coach who can lead Chelsea's Under-18s to the FA Youth Cup!

David Morton thinks he's lucky....

"Mr. Gao Bo." Morton straightened his collar, "I'm David Morton, the owner of an English second division team!" ”

Gao Bo glanced at the blonde man in front of him.

Would a rich man who could own a second-division team go to such a place to drink? Don't look at the English second division is already the fourth level of the league, but the second division is also a professional league, and the average weekly salary of the main players is about 5,000 pounds.....

David Morton saw the suspicion in Gao Bo's eyes, and he touched his nose.

"I am... The owner of Luton Town! ”

Oh....

Gao Bo nodded.

Luton did know that this was a team that had just been relegated from the First Division, and because of the team's financial problems, they were fined 30 points before the start of the Second Division.

"That Luton Town who were relegated from the First Division and then fined 30 points?" Gao Bo asked.

This news is the only football news that Gao Bo has an impression of recently, except for the Champions League final.

Relegation from League One to League Two, a penalty of 30 points at the start of the season, to add insult to injury, a large number of Luton's main players have left the team because the team has not paid salaries, and since the end of last season, the position of Luton manager has been vacant, and the team has not been able to find a manager who is enough to lead the team in the professional league.

No coach wants to go to a team that is doomed to relegation before the season even begins....

With Luton's current form, they are the biggest relegation favourites, even if they don't get a penalty.

If League Two were to go down one notch, it would be the semi-professional National Parliamentary League, and it would be out of the professional league...

What other good coach can you find at this time?

So when Morton heard that Gobo had a resume in charge of Chelsea's Under-18s, he was moved.

Gobo was thoughtful, he knew what Morton meant by revealing his identity.

But is he really going to a second-division team that has been penalized at the start of the season?

With his A-level coaching certificate, he should be able to find a job in a Premier League team, of course, it can't be a manager, but the position of echelon coach, or even assistant coach of the Premier League first team, is not too much of a problem - there are not many coaches in European football who hold A-level coaching certificates.

"Well, my team's debt has been paid off, and the only problem at the moment is that thirty points have been deducted...."Morton himself is also weak-minded.

'There's also the issue of the squad, I guess Luton will have to rely on the development squad and youth team players as a framework to play in the second division.

"There are still two or three main forces left...."Morton's tone weakened.

Gao Bo didn't speak, for him, going to coach in the second division is also an option, but this is related to his future, so it is understandable to be cautious.

Seeing that Gao Bo did not speak, David Morton sighed.

A good coach wouldn't take over the Luton mess, and in fact Morton wouldn't take over the mess if he had the choice.

The original owner of Luton Town Football Club was David Morton's mother, and when his mother died, Morton's father Morton Sr. took over the management of the club.

It's just that the elder Morton died the previous year, and David Morton, who was the youngest son, only got the inheritance rights of Luton Town Football Club, and most of the other assets were divided between David Morton's two half-brothers.

After paying a one-point inheritance tax, David Morton had no money to invest in the club, and the team that lost the external blood transfusion soon fell apart, was relegated from the English First Division, and was later penalized for financial problems....

For David Morton, Luton Town FC is undoubtedly a negative asset, but he is not willing to give up on the team.

His mother is from Luton Town and was born a fan of the team. For the sake of his mother, David Morton is determined to keep the team running.

Morton stood up and raised his glass: "I know there aren't many good coaches willing to take over this mess of Luton, Coach Gobo, it's me who is presumptuous." ”

Morton drank it all and turned to walk out of the tavern.

"My weekly salary at Chelsea is £7,000!"

Gao Bo's voice sounded behind Morton's back.

"Eight thousand!!"

Morton turned in surprise.

"Deal!!"

Gao Bo raised his glass and smiled at his new boss.