Football: I can see player entries.

Chapter 386 Paul Fonseca

Hart's situation was worse than Li Yanqing had imagined.

So much so that Strange, who had just finished his examination, was now wearing a bitter face, unsure of how to talk about it.

But his expression already said it all.

"Please, Strange, don't tell me we're going to lose our starting goalkeeper."

"He remains an indispensable part of the team."

Strange shook his head repeatedly: "No, it's not that serious..."

"So you mean it's really serious?"

Li Yanqing's heart was dead.

He already anticipated what the next dialogue would be.

“That kid Pellegrini didn’t hold back; Hart’s collarbone is slightly… fractured.”

"Fragile?"

"It's not really pink..."

Li Yanqing mustered her courage and glanced at Hart's medical report.

The good news is that Hart is in great shape, so it's just a fracture.

The bad news is, I won't be able to get out of bed for at least two or three months.

And then there's recovery training...

In any case, Hart's season is over for the rest of the year.

He might not even be able to play at the beginning of next season.

"fortunately......"

Compared to Li Yanqing, Lyman breathed a sigh of relief after learning the result.

The injury was in a relatively gentle location; if it had been any lower, it's unimaginable what the consequences would have been...

"I'm already very satisfied with this result; at least he can continue playing football."

"We have also successfully entered the semi-finals. For the remaining matches, we can trust Karius."

"Of course, there are no other options."

Lyman's tone was somewhat helpless, but at the same time, a smile kept appearing on his face.

It's quite contradictory.

"To be honest, I never thought Karius would become a starter for me."

Li Yanqing pretended not to see it; he was already used to people saying one thing and meaning another.

"But since things have come to this, I'll leave the rest to you, Jens, to give him some special training."

"The matches that follow will definitely be more difficult than this one..."

After they finished talking, the two went to the ward to comfort the injured Hart.

But as it turned out, the player himself didn't need any consolation. On the contrary, upon learning that he had won the game and that he would only need to stay in bed for less than six months, he laughed quite exaggeratedly.

In cartoons, it's the kind of wild laughter where the corners of your mouth stretch to the corners of your eyes.

"Boss! Mr. Jens!"

"I bet if we win the championship, it will be one of the most memorable moments of my life!"

"I will definitely include it in my autobiography!"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

......

On the other side, Riverside Stadium.

"Your head coach hasn't returned yet?"

"I may not have much time left to wait."

Did you really call him?

For some reason, Mr. Paulo Fonseca, who did not return to Rome with his players, was sitting in Li Yanqing's office with a worried expression.

The press conference had ended some time ago, and after answering reporters' questions, veteran captain Bradford had to come and greet this guest.

"Uh, he didn't answer."

Bradford looked somewhat embarrassed, unsure of what to say to ease the awkwardness.

In today's game, two of his key players went down. If it were in the past, he definitely wouldn't have given this coach a friendly look.

But since his role changed to assistant coach and player, he seems to have matured instantly.

However, those who shouldn't know it still won't know it.

There's no one in the club who can help right now.

Chris isn't here, and neither is Barker...

To be honest, this kind of work was a bit difficult for this Iron Guard who wasn't very good at socializing.

"I know he's definitely in the hospital waiting for the players' test results right now."

"I'm waiting too. Also, there are some other less important things."

"I just wanted to see if any news would come back in advance, so I could be mentally prepared..."

Paul Fonseca's throat was a little dry, to the point that his voice was somewhat hoarse.

His water bottle had already been smashed to pieces during a previous match, and Bradford showed no intention of pouring him a glass of water.

The two stared at each other for about an hour before Li Yanqing and Lyman finally returned in a hurry.

Upon seeing the head coach, Li Yanqing's face immediately darkened.

"Sir, if you are thirsty, there is water in the cabinet over there."

"Please leave after you finish your drink. I'm in a bad mood right now and I'm afraid I can't entertain you."

Injuries are common on the field, and he's gotten used to it over time.

However, the more he likes his players, the more he will hate the opposing team when they get injured.

Even if it doesn't make any sense, even if they won the game in the end.

"Is Hart in bad shape?"

Paul Fonseca immediately guessed the outcome from Li Yanqing's expression, but he wasn't there to apologize.

"From a personal standpoint, I am very saddened by this."

"However, I am Roma's head coach, and I don't think there's anything wrong with my players."

"If your players were in this situation, they wouldn't hold back either, so no one will feel guilty."

Li Yanqing nodded, acknowledging the fact, but his expression remained unchanged.

"I didn't say there was a problem with that, but does it prevent us from not welcoming you?"

“Uh…” Paul Fonseca was speechless for a moment.

Even though it was their own team that lost the game, it's understandable that they might vent their anger.

Unfortunately, this is their home turf, so we just have to put up with it.

"Alright, enough with the nonsense."

"I'm not here to discuss these things."

"Not long ago, you took my player away, Manolas..."

In fact, Paulo Fonseca is a very responsible head coach.

At least that's how it is with the players he likes.

After the match, he actually went out of his way to discuss the players' technical skills and development with the players' new head coach, and even came up with his own training plan.

After just losing the game.

"He is a mature defender."

"Unfortunately, that's how it was when I met him, so there were some problems I couldn't help him correct."

"With his talent, he can definitely do better. I don't mind comparing him to players like Maldini, although he is still far from that level."

"Of course, these things are no longer my concern."

Their conversation suddenly improved Li Yanqing's impression of him, and he personally escorted him to the club's main entrance.

After all, there aren't many people like that anymore...