Heavenmonarch_

Alex Walker was a living legend in the game. Some argue that he was the best midfielder in the world back in his prime... The same people would tell you flat out that he was the worst manager in the world.

Three relegations in his first five years... erratic relationships with his players and tens of millions of money spent on unknown players with little to no identity. 

After suffering a heart-attack on the back of yet another relegation, Alex Walker wakes up to something strange.

[Ding! Coaching system has been awakened!]









*cough cough* now that this book has become contracted we're going to need to change the system a little bit (so I don't get migraines  from writing too many chapters).
From now on:

5 golden tickets = 1 extra chapter

75 Power Stones = 1 extra chapter

5 gifts of any kind = 1 extra chapters

1 super gift (magic castle ahh gift) = 5 extra chapters and my eternal gratitude

I Coach Football With A System

After that second goal, San Siro felt electric and weary at the same time. The Milan fans were roaring, faces lit by flares and hope, but somewhere in the shadows of the colossal stadium, Lecce's bench burned with something far more desperate. Fire. Refusal. A belief born not from pride, but from defiance.

Alex Walker stood still, legs planted like steel, his mouth drawn into a tight line. Around him, coaches paced, substitutes buzzed with uncertainty, but he remained unmoved. He knew exactly what this moment called for. Not panic. Not caution.

He turned sharply toward his bench and shouted, voice slicing through the din like broken glass.

"Ramadani, out. Helgasson, you're in. Gallo, off. Guilbert, get ready."

No one questioned it. Not tonight. Guilbert, the right fullback with a no-nonsense edge, nodded once and pulled on his vest, no hesitation. This was war now, and he was more than ready for the front lines.

Vs AC Milan (6)