It's all the system's fault

  Steve tried to talk Arthur out of his unrealistic fantasies. It turned out that Arthur had a clear plan for the future and knew what a front-runner was.

 

  He watched a lot of games before he crossed over, he knows how future strikers play.

 

  "I can practice two types of forward kicking, power and opportunity. The representative of the power type is Batistuta, physically strong against excellent, good at physical combat and powerful shot. The opportunistic type is the roaming school represented by Inzaghi, not actively seeking physical confrontation, roaming back and forth on the offside line, testing the mental concentration of the defenders."

 

  Both of these guys rarely carry the ball to show skill over the top, and Arthur's shortness with the ball is not an issue for him to learn.

 

  Steve faded, "It's not power you can be Buddy, you also have to have your own kicks."

 

  "I've thought about being a disliked striker."

 

  "What type is this?" Steve had never heard of it.

 

  "It's about actively confronting people and disliking opposing defenders. If the opponent is not as physical as me, there is nowhere to hide from the pain the whole game." Arthur kicked field goals just like that abusing opposing defenders, never dodging defenders, very brutal.

 

  Steve is the dodger type of player, preferring to run at an even pace and occasionally explode into an accelerated break. His type is one that irritates the nerves of the opponent and handles the ball quickly and unexpectedly. The path Arthur wants to take is instead to test the opponent's body and play to physical advantage.

 

  Steve contemplated for a moment that there was indeed a great deal of viability in Arthur switching to playing up front.

 

  To maximize his physical strengths, Arthur would have to play as a striker or center back. The Argentine "God of War" Batistuta is a bit like Arthur, when he was young, his footwork was not good, and he was not even skillful at turning the ball over, but he soon became a superstar.

 

  Bardi was 22 when he went to Fiorentina and still has a lot of room for improvement, Arthur is only 18.

 

  Sometimes people change their minds in a flash. Steve had long felt that Arthur was a waste of talent as a goalkeeper, but Arthur just didn't have the desire to attack and couldn't be persuaded before.

 

  "What do you think when I'm done?" Arthur asked.

 

  "Since you're going to play as a striker, let's give it a try. I can arrange a training program for you, and you'll have to work hard on the basics next, no slacking off." Steve laughed. ap.

 

  "Not persuading me?"

 

  "I can't persuade you, I know it's not that easy to change what you've decided. And in case it becomes true, playing striker makes more money than other positions. But you have to be mentally prepared for the transition to striker, you'll be lucky to start from League C."

 

  Arthur, who wanted to join a good team and couldn't look at England's C-League, frowned. "Are you sure?"

 

  "If you were the owner, manager, or coach of a League One team, would you pick someone who'd been a goalkeeper before to play up front for the team?" Steve rolled his eyes.

 

  "Let's go to the tryout to prove myself first, maybe I'll impress the other side with my talent alone." Arthur had absolute confidence in his own qualities.

 

  "No use thinking about it now, we'll see."

 

  Steve came up with a very specialized training program the next day. He plays attacking midfielder, but even knows exactly what he is training for the other positions, in order to get into Coach Wenger's good graces sooner rather than later.

 

  Unfortunately he still failed and didn't make the first team this season. Arsenal's current midfield squad is deep enough to be ranked in the top 10 in the world, and it's unlikely that the youngster will get a chance to play here.

 

  Competition in English soccer is brutal, it's not just about having the talent to play, and the strongest teams are particularly competitive.

 

  Arthur trained for a week on special, and Steve worked with him to make sure he was really a roughneck.

 

  Any striker who has participated in a formal training camp has better skills than Arthur, and there are many who have better skills than him on the field. But kicking a match, amateur players are not Arthur's opponent, this is too bullying, others can not even pull pull him.

 

  Steve watched a game from the sidelines and was more than supportive of Arthur's switch to playing up front. He knew he couldn't defend Arthur even if he came on and couldn't stop him grabbing points.

 

  Arthur scored 8 solo goals this game, all of which were point blank strikes, and the opposing team's two center backs were on the verge of crying from the dislike.

 

  He's always able to squeeze past defenders to run into openings, get to the point with a quick tap-in, and has a good awareness of grabbing the ball. He's not just a powerhouse, he's just as much of a threat with headers.

 

  Just looking at headers, Steve felt that none of the Arsenal front line stars could match Arthur, including Henry and Bergkamp.

 

  At the end of April, Steve began to accompany Arthur to look for teams to try out. The result was very unsuccessful, even if they do not consider the Premier League and the English League, directly looking for the third level of the English League B team tryouts have been shut down.

 

  The League Two team they went to was QPR.

 

  The team was nothing to write home about, relegated to League One in 1996 after finishing 19th in the Premier League, and then dropped to League Two, where it never recovered.

 

  Arthur didn't like the team and thought it had no future. He wouldn't have wanted to come if Steve didn't think it was at least a London team with a long history and a lot of fans.

 

  The Rangers' bald coach didn't take Arthur seriously at all and was very blunt in his refusal. "Transition? A crap goalkeeper transitioning into a striker? It's a waste of our time to let you try out. We don't lack goalkeepers much less strikers. A striker like you, I don't think the whole of England needs one."

 

  Arthur grunted, "Are you so sure without trying?"

 

  "You want to play as a striker, take your chances in a lower league, the seventh or eighth division kind. I'm pretty sure all the League Two teams won't let you try out, we're third division."

 

  "Yeah, it's amazing to be relegated to the third division in a row. Just as well I can't watch you guys, Steve, let's go. This baldy will regret it in the future, he'll know what he's missing out on."

 

  The bald coach sneered, "The goalkeeper who missed the most goals conceded in u18? I've seen a lot of incapable and self-righteous scrappers like you."

 

  Arthur laughed, "I've seen a lot of bald men like you too, and by God, it's so British."

 

  They both looked at each other with disdain, but not enough to roll up their sleeves and do battle. Steve didn't say anything, only wondered. Arthur hadn't spoken to people in that tone before, quite the introvert.

 

  The two got back in the car and Steve asked, "The B team wouldn't even let you try out, and this coach was sarcastic ... You don't seem to be in a hurry or angry?"

 

  Arthur laughed, "There's no need to get upset when I have the confidence to transition and can't see this team. Sooner or later, gold will shine, and there will always be a team willing to give me a tryout and recognize my talent."

 

  Having said that, he was depressed. He recognizes the harsh reality that in England he would have started his career in the fourth tier, Division C, at best.

 

  What can he do when teams in the top three divisions don't want him? Say "don't kid yourself"? That's not going to get him a tryout, it's just going to make the teams that rejected him regret it when he becomes a star later on.

 

  "Why don't you get an agent first? An agent can find tryouts."

 

  "If any agent had looked at me, they would have already, and I don't look at regular agents." Arthur shrugged.

 

  Many youth team coaches are inextricably linked to agents, and often agents will pay these coaches a sum of money so they can get the most promising youngsters on their team.

 

  Six years ago, Wenger's predecessor, Arsenal manager Graham, was convicted and banned from football-related work for a year for accepting £450,000 from a Norwegian agent when he bought two of his players from that person.

 

  Most agents use the player's transfer fee as the main source of their commission, while others take a cut of the revenue contract between the player and the club, as well as some sponsorship contracts.

 

  The agent usually gets 7% of the player's gross earnings, and in some cases this can be 30% or more. This is because in 95% of transfers, the buying club pays the agent a large sum of money instead of the player.

 

  A player like Arthur without an agent equals no future in the eyes of team managers. It's a problem he can't solve at the moment, good agents can't see him, and bad ones risk dragging him down.

 

  The pair only went to 4 clubs, and as Steve expected, everyone at the London team had read the news and recognized Arthur as a terrible goalkeeper. The goalkeeper tried out as a striker and everyone thought it was a waste of time, a "no striker" and he was off.

 

  Arthur understood why the other team wouldn't let him try out, he didn't look professional. There was a consensus that since he came out of the Arsenal training camp, if he could have made the transition he would have done so long ago, couldn't the coaches have spotted his talent?

 

  It seems so logical that one would never guess the truth.

 

  Arthur before and after crossing is two people, when the goalkeeper is not his choice at all, it is the system of the pot ah.