August 17.

The day after Ajax's 1-2 defeat, a large number of media reporters gathered outside the gate of the Royal Dutch Hospital.

As soon as Van Basten walked out, he was so illuminated by the light that he couldn't open his eyes.

Before he could frown and express his boredom, more than a dozen microphones had reached his mouth.

"Marco, say something?"

Van Basten didn't speak.

"Marco, everyone cares about your body, isn't it?"

Van Basten still didn't speak, and he didn't even want to take a look at the hypocritical reporter.

"Coach Van Basten, I am a loyal Ajax fan. Can you talk about the plan for the second leg? Do we still have a chance?"

Van Basten finally moved this time, but he just looked at him. Although he doesn't like dealing with the media, he has a good memory. Just over four months ago, when his handsome position was swaying in the storm, this reporter was the pioneer in criticizing himself...

So he still didn't speak.

This is not the press conference site, nor is it the team's routine interview day, so he has no obligation to answer any questions.

Moreover, Van Basten's arrogant personality is well-known. If he is not ready to speak, it will be difficult for reporters to pry open his mouth.

Ajax Club staff directed the hospital security guards to isolate a narrow passage from the crowd and escort him quickly to leave.

Looking at his hurriedly leaving, a reporter sighed: "Marco's life must be very difficult now, right?"

Immediately someone answered: "Yes, I was so proud of myself three days ago that I seemed to be at the peak of my life. I didn't expect that I would return to the situation four months ago overnight..."

"Listen to the gossip..." Someone said mysteriously, "Chairman Ajax has already spoken. If he cannot win the opponent in the second round, Van Basten's position as coach will definitely be out of stock..."

Almost everyone nodded in agreement.

Yes, in fact, in the last stage of last season, the news that Van Basten's coaching position would be replaced by Martin Yoll had already stormed the city, but Ajax struggled to win the league runner-up and got a ticket to pass the qualifying round to participate in the Champions League, which delayed the crisis of being dismissed.

But if Ajax ultimately fails to maintain his qualification for the Champions League, Ajax's senior management will never give the White Swan a chance to have a season.

Of course, Van Basten knew the attitude of the senior management, which can be seen from the club's support for itself in the summer of 2008 and 2009.

In the first season, the ambitious Ajax spent nearly 40 million euros to sign up, but the investment in the second season was less than one-fifth of the previous one...

For football coaches, being fired by the team should actually be a normal thing. After all, coaches like Wenger and Ferguson who have been with a team for more than ten or twenty years are the few.

But for a person like Van Basten who is aloof and highly self-esteem, being terminated by the Dutch national team has already made him lose face. If he is fired by his parent team Ajax again, it will be difficult for him to accept it.

If he is fired just beginning the new season, he is likely to become the first head coach in major leagues this season to be fired, and he will become a laughing stock for everyone from now on...

He really can't afford to lose this face!

So it is not difficult to understand that Van Basten would have a psychological collapse due to excessive pressure on yesterday's field.

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Bending over and getting into the back of the car, Van Basten's cell phone rang.

This is a number he is very familiar with. A year ago, this man was still working as an assistant in Ajax, but later he was called up by the Dutch national team, which has been more than half a year in a flash.

He sorted out his mood for a moment and put his phone on his ear: "Hello, Dennis."

"I heard you... fainted on the field yesterday?" A friend's concern came from the phone.

"I just came out of the hospital. Although it was not a big problem, thank you for calling here." Van Basten tried to make his voice sound lighter, "By the way, how are you doing now?"

The voice on the phone laughed: "Me? I'm already unemployed now haha! Dutch B team has been disbanded for a month..."

Van Basten was a little surprised, but then suddenly realized.

A month ago, he was leading his disciples to prepare for the third round of the Champions League qualifiers in a very nervous manner, and he had no attention to the national team B team.

"That's it," he pondered, "so... should I consider continuing to come back?"

The “coming back” he said, of course, means coming back to Ajax and continuing to assist himself.

The opposite side was silent for a moment, and then answered him: "Sorry, Marco, I am currently on vacation with my wife in Brazil, and I can't think about this for the time being. If you don't mind, I'll reply to you when I return to the Netherlands, can I?"

"Of course, Dennis, I welcome you at any time."

Van Basten put down his cell phone, and his final answer seemed relaxed, but both himself, Dennis opposite him, and even the club staff driving, could hear the heavy feeling in his words.

What vacation, what you don’t have time to think about, what will you reply later...

It’s just that you are here to help Big Brother, how long does it take to consider?

It’s because I’m worried that I’ll be over soon, so I found this bad reason!

Van Basten took two deep breaths, put the little thing down, and said to the driver:

"John, please send me back to the club. Mr. Chairman asked me to have lunch at noon. You drive slowly. I'll take a moment in the car. I'm getting up too early in the morning and I'm a little sleepy now."

With his identity and personality, he didn't need to explain so much to a driver. The only reason is that he is now a little ignorant.

The driver also knew that the team's head coach must be very upset now, so he just nodded and stepped on the accelerator.

From the rearview mirror in the car, he even looked at Van Basten with some distress.

Van Basten closed his eyes slightly, but where could he sleep?

The Chairman’s lunch invitation?

What is the same support for the club's senior management?

The Fan Association's open retention?

Can these show that your position as a coach is very stable?

How many vivid examples have told you that if a head coach encounters these things, he must have reached a critical moment of life and death!

This kind of thing...even the driver in front and the old man at the entrance of the training base know about it!

I, Marco Van Basten, can only sit for another week in the position of Ajax head coach?!

No, no!

Van Basten suddenly opened his eyes.

John, the driver who was secretly looking at him through the rearview mirror, hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Van Basten's breathing became a little hot.

He remembered something.

Just four months ago, wasn’t my coaching position almost giving up to others?

At that time... who did I defeat my destiny?

Van Basten couldn't help but clench his fists.

That figure appeared in front of his eyes.
Chapter completed!