Droysden is an amateur team that has long been in England's lower leagues, with a dilapidated stadium that can accommodate up to 3,000 fans, most of them still standing.

This is an extremely ordinary amateur team among more than 7,000 football clubs in England, and their owner, David Pace, is just a modest clothing merchant in Manchester, although he does grow fat; At the same time, in Droisden's history, their home stadium has almost never been full.

But such an amateur team, in such an old stadium, has become the focus of attention in the whole of England and even European football overnight.

Droysden clearly didn't have that kind of appeal, and it was Manchester United that really caught the attention of the media and fans, a new Manchester United that had just decided to form, was trying out to select players, and was funded by United's most ardent fans.

For a time, the parking lot outside the Droysden Butcher's Knife Stadium was filled with the cars of visiting fans and media, and even the traffic on Marquette Street was severely blocked.

Although this is not the city of Manchester, in order not to hinder the access of the surrounding residents, the police department still sent several police officers to the scene to help the fans who volunteered to help maintain order and ease traffic.

"Hello, where is the registration office?" A young man carrying a travel bag for players came to the security office at the stadium gate to consult.

"Turn right ahead, and the place with the most people is it!" The old security guard put his hand out of the window, pointed to the court, and said.

"Oh, thank you!" The young man immediately trotted all the way in.

Entering the stadium through the passageway, I found that the stands were full of fans, all wearing red Manchester United shirts, and those who didn't know looked at it and thought that a Manchester United game was being played here.

Looking at the familiar red jersey, the young man smiled, looked around, and found that the venue was divided into three parts, the outermost was the registration office that the security guard uncle had pointed to just now, which was crowded with people, and a parasol held high hung with a sign for the registration office.

"Hey, I'm only 62 years old, how can I be as old as you say, I can still play football, and my skills are not bad, don't believe you ask them!" An old man with withered white hair pointed to his companion behind him, protesting discontentedly.

Behind him was a group of old people about his age, all of whom had apparently come for a tryout.

"But, at such an old age, can you still run on the court?" When the young man walked over, he thought funny, but he had to be moved by the behavior of the old men.

Presumably they will come here for the same reason as themselves, to extend their affection for Manchester United to this unique club.

"Uh, a fitness test?" In the queue, a middle-aged fat man who looked to be at least 100 kilograms or more pointed to the physical fitness test area inside and said sweating.

Looking at his body, I'm afraid he won't be able to run on the court!

"I'm still going to forget it, I'm just here to make up the numbers, I knew there were so many people today, I wouldn't use it," when it was the fat man's turn, the fat man smiled and took the initiative to confess to the registration staff, "By the way, my name is Jim, taxi driver, this is my phone, call me if you need anything, I promise to be there with the pass, and I won't charge money!" ”

After saying that, the fat man walked out of the crowd happily, but went towards the stands.

"Hello!" When it was the young man's turn, he stepped forward and offered to say hello.

"Hello!" The registration staff stared at the young man for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Excuse me, how old are you this year?" ”

"13 years old!" The young man grinned and replied, "I'm from London." ”

There was an uproar in the crowd around them, and the 13-year-old boy came from London to participate in the trial of the new Manchester United?

The registration staff looked at the enthusiastic young man in front of him in embarrassment, obviously unwilling to pour cold water on him, but he had no choice but to follow the rules of selecting players.

"I'm really sorry, but the players we picked this time have to be at least 16 years old, so unfortunately, I'm really sorry!" The registrant replied politely.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and soon became anxious, "No, you see, although I am only 13 years old, but you see my height, I am not shorter than a 16-year-old, and my body is very strong, this is what I have worked hard since I was a child, I play as a central defender, believe me, I will definitely meet the requirements of the team!" ”

"I'm really sorry!" The registration staff was full of apologies, after all, the avid Manchester United fan had come from London.

The boy was stunned for a moment, no longer as optimistic and cheerful as he had just now, his eyes became dim, and something was faintly rolling.

"I ...... I can be a substitute for no pay, I ...... I ......"

"I'm sorry, it's an FA rule, I'm sorry!" The answer to him was still refusal.

The young man bit his lips together, forced himself not to cry, squeezed out a smile, and nodded to the staff, "That's a bother!" ”

With that, the boy turned around and left.

"Huh!" The staff couldn't help but stand up and stop him.

The boy turned around, a little strange.

"Can you leave your phone number? We'll let you know when our team forms a youth echelon! ”

The boy laughed suddenly, nodded heavily, ran back, picked up the pen, and wrote his address and phone number in the notebook, each letter was written very carefully and clearly, as if he was afraid that others would not be able to see it clearly, and finally his name.

Curtis Davis!

"What a cute little Red Devil!" Watching Curtis leave, the staff said with a smile.

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This incident that happened in the registration office did not attract much attention, but Xiao Yu, who came out of the office, happened to see it clearly, and it shocked him a lot.

As an avid fan, Xiao Yu tried to ask himself if he didn't have the persistent pursuit of this teenager.

Suddenly, Xiao Yu understood why Walsh and the others knew that they were obliged to help, but they were busy doing things, but their smiles were full of fulfillment.

"Ahem, I really envy you!" A fat middle-aged man walked over from a distance and came to Xiao Yu's side, "Our Droisden has never been treated like you, you are a very different team!" ”

"Mr. Pace, you are too humble, with your support, Droisdon's results are getting better and better, I believe that he will soon be promoted to the national league, as long as he works harder, it will not be a problem to be promoted to the English League C."

Although he had just woken up, Xiao Yu sat in the office for a morning, forcing himself to accept the fact that he had crossed over, and at the same time absorbing the memories of the original British Xiao Yu to avoid revealing himself in his words and deeds.

"It's so easy, football is all about money nowadays, and you can't play without money, so if your team wants to make a difference, there's still a long way to go!" David Pace said with a smile.

When Xiao Yu was preparing to build a new club, David Pace gave him a lot of advice and help, and even borrowed the venue for this trial for free, if it weren't for the status of a Manchester United fan, I'm afraid David Pace would not be so generous.

In addition, since David Pace is in the clothing business, he decided to provide free jerseys and socks to every player in Xiao Yu's new club, which made Xiao Yu very grateful.

But David Pace's words reminded Xiao Yu that money is crucial for a football club.

However, because the new club has just been established and is in the lowest league in England, it may be quite difficult to find sponsorship, so the funds can only be solved by Xiao Yu himself.

"By the way, what's the name of your club?" David Pace lit a cigarette, he knew that Xiao Yu didn't smoke, so he was not polite.

"We were going to call FC United, but the FA rejected it, so we chose four more, FC United of Manchester and FC Manchester Central

Manchester Central], AFC Manchester 1878 and Newton Heath United FC. ”

"Oh, they are all inextricably linked to Manchester United, no matter which one you choose, you will definitely get the support of the fans!" Pace was very happy when he heard this, because from these names, he felt that the help he gave Xiao Yu was not wrong.

"However, it's better to speed up the registration thing, after all, it's already June, and the league starts in August, so the time is pressing." Pace put away his smile and said urgingly, "In addition, I checked it for you, there are still vacancies in the North West Division B of England this year, you are a newly founded team, you should be able to join directly and participate in the competition if you apply." ”

Xiao Yu nodded and agreed, a newly established club must start from the lowest level of competition, there is nothing controversial about this, even if his team is named "New Manchester United" by the media, but in the final analysis, it still can't change the rules of the FA.

At this time, Xiao Yu suddenly thought of a problem, his team has not yet chosen a head coach!

Oh my God, these guys must have been so busy that they forgot about it.

"Okay, you're busy, I still have to go to the factory to have a look, so I'll go first!" When Pace saw Walsh hurrying over, he knew that something must be wrong, so he took the initiative to leave.

As soon as Pace walked on his front foot, Walsh leaned over, mysteriously.

"Xiao Yu!"

"Hmm!" Xiao Yu was still thinking about the head coach.

"You know what? There's an amazing guy at the registration office just now! Walsh was so excited that he didn't know if it was true or not.

"Well, who? David Beckham? Xiao Yu asked with a smile.

"No, no, no, David Beckham is preparing for the World Cup in France, how can there be time to come to us!" Walsh vetoed it.

"Who's that? Came to sign up? Xiao Yu was intrigued.

"Of course!" Walsh was sure.

Xiao Yu obviously took the bait, "Superstar? ”

Walsh nodded.

"Manchester United's?"

Walsh nodded again.

"Who?" Xiao Yu was excited.

"Giggs!" Walsh said word for word.

Xiao Yu was completely dumbfounded!

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