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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

<p>By the poolside, the chaos had dulled into laughter and slow conversation. The kind of buzz that lingers after the party has passed its peak but refuses to die out completely. The air was thick with the smell of chlorine, mixed with the cool night breeze, and the bright lights that once spotlighted the post-match celebration now hummed gently, like distant stars softening into the horizon.</p>

<p>Alex still sat by the edge of the pool, his legs dangling into the lukewarm water. He hadn't moved much since Isabella had come to sit beside him, and honestly, he didn't want to. His body ached in all the places it always did after a high-pressure game, even though he hadn't set foot on the pitch. It was the mental grind that weighed on him now, the decisions, the substitutions, the pressure of ninety minutes plus stoppage time. And yet, in this moment of stillness, he felt... okay. Maybe even happy.</p>

By The Pool