Fletcher ran to the sideline again.
"Yes, next you're in charge of Kevin, let him join the attack, I'll make a substitution later."
Ferguson said patiently.
"I understand, we're behind now, we must give it our all."
Fletcher nodded and said.
"Right, so go on, Darren, try to mark Kevin." Ferguson said earnestly.
Fletcher halted his step, almost tripping over.
Some parents just love to set a goal for their kids that's unattainable.
Fletcher deeply wished for Ferguson's approval.
But.
Can this fucking work!
Two people can't defend him, how can I do it alone?
Fletcher suddenly felt like getting a foot in and just getting off the field.
That way he'd neither disappoint the coach's expectation nor put himself in a hard spot.
"Park, the boss wants you to attack."
Fletcher said irritably.
"Oh, okay."
Park Ji-sung nodded.
Completely unaware of what he did to offend Fletcher.
The guy just suddenly got mad.
Both teams' players returned to the center circle.
