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

She led him down a quiet corridor, away from the front desk and into one of the less busy wings of the hospital. The lights were a bit dimmer here, flickering slightly in some places, the air cooler and almost sterile against his skin, like the chill you felt before walking onto the pitch on a gray winter afternoon.

It was quiet. So quiet that even the soft hum of the air vents felt loud. No announcements rang over the speakers here. No rush of nurses with clipboards or the beep-beep-beep of heart monitors. Just the occasional low murmur from a nearby room, a doctor's voice behind a half-closed door, the shuffle of footsteps far away.

And the soft scuff of their shoes on the linoleum floor as they walked side by side, neither of them speaking.

New Year's Eve at a Hospital (2)