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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

Ten days had passed since the gutting loss to Atalanta, but the wounds were still fresh, raw in the minds of everyone who wore the Lecce crest. They'd felt it, that sting, the ache that settled in the chest and refused to leave, the sharp memory of the final whistle and Lookman's celebration cutting into them every time they closed their eyes.

But if that hurt, the pain had been compounded just the day before, when Lecce faced Spezia in a match they were expected to dominate, to control, to win without question.

Beaten one nil by a team fighting for scraps near the bottom of the table.

It was the kind of match that people expected Lecce to win, the kind of match that people penciled in as a guaranteed three points, a chance to boost the goal difference, to flex the muscles they'd spent the season building.

But football didn't care about expectations.

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