"There is no other way?" Tang En asked.

"I'm not kidding about life, Tony." Constantine's tone was particularly serious. Only at this time can Donne associate him with the doctor who was doing research. "That injury. He was really lucky to die. I'm not exaggerating. In 1931, Celtics' 22-year-old goalkeeper John Thompson was also hit by a skull fracture while saving Wanderers forward Inglish in the famous Glasgderby. He died in the hospital five hours later. Fortunately, Paul survived, but now if he returns to the court again, his brain injury may lead to life. He will face the danger of medically known as the Second Impact Syndrome, and once the injury is hit again. His brain will be damaged. This is enough to be fatal, even if the collision may not be fierce. And..."

After pausing, he continued: "I asked him some questions yesterday, besides finding blurred vision, headaches, and slow reactions, are there any other problems? He told me that I have intermittent amnesia recently. So I want to correct what I told you yesterday that he is not affected by daily life, but has been affected. It is just that the symptoms are mild now, and if they are maintained, these symptoms can be controlled. But once you participate in a fierce professional game... God knows what will happen. You know, English football is the most intense league against the league."

Of course Don Neng knew this. The injury is so normal for those who play in the English League. But hitting the head is definitely not as normal as eating.

"Then... there is only one way to retire?" Tang En asked.

"Yes, Tony."

Constantine's answer was straightforward and without hesitation, he sentenced a professional athlete to death.

"Thank you, professor, I owe you another favor."

"Don't say that, Tony. I'm also a Forest's Earth fan. I don't want any Forest's player to leave. But at the same time I'm also a doctor. I have to be responsible for my patients."

"I know, I understand. Goodbye. Professor. Now I'm going to have a headache and why did I tell Paul..."

After hanging up the phone, Don Eun watched the training on the sidelines for a while. He found that Paul Gerrard had finished training quickly and walked out of the field.

The goalkeeper noticed that Don Eun was looking here, pointing at his temple behind Paul Gerrard, then shrugged and spread his hands.

Paul had to terminate today's training early due to a headache. It seemed that the situation was getting worse and worse.

Some players noticed that Gerald left the training ground early, and they whispered and talked a lot. Everyone was very happy when Paul just announced his return to the team, because the boss said that when he went to Athens, he would not let anyone fall behind, and he wanted everyone to have a lot of people. Seeing that Paul, who was the worst injured, could return to the team, everyone felt that they were ready to welcome the finals, and the championship must be theirs.

Now it seems that the problem is not as simple as they imagined.

Chris Lark's loud whistle reminded you that they are still training now and are not the time to drink water and chat.

Tang En stood on the sidelines for a while, and when Paul's figure completely disappeared, he was probably taking a shower and changing clothes in the locker room at this time, and then he quietly turned around and left the training ground.

He wanted to go to the locker room to talk to Paul. It was a bit cruel, but it was better to take risks with Paul's life.

After all, football is just football, and it cannot and should not be higher than life and death.

He met Paul Gerald outside the locker room door, who had just taken a shower and changed his clothes and went out.

"Are you going back, Paul?" Tang En asked, startling the other party.

"Why are you here? Boss?" After seeing the person clearly, Paul was a little embarrassed.

"Why can't I come?" Tang En said with a smile, trying not to let the other party guess his intentions from his face. "Are you going home, Paul?" he asked again.

Paul Gerrard did not immediately answer "yes" or "no". He was silent for a while before he hesitating and said, "No, I want to find you, boss."

"Look for me?" Tang En's surprise was not pretending.

"Yeah." Gerald nodded. "I thought about it for a long time and asked my wife for advice... She didn't agree with me to continue playing football."

Gerald said this very easily, or deliberately making his tone sound relaxed, and Tang En was not at all relaxed. He had always wanted to say to Gerald, but now he asked the other party to say it first...

He should have breathed a sigh of relief. Or did he feel even more upset?

"Then...what are your opinion?"

"I think I should listen to my wife." Gerald smiled at Tang En, "I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid I'll die when I'll die on the court. Although I've always been a substitute goalkeeper. There are not many opportunities to play, but there are also times when I play."

Looking at his smile, Tang En felt a little sad. He wanted to comfort the other person with a smile, but he couldn't laugh.

"So...I decided to retire after the end of this season."

Tang En didn't start from anything, he could only look at Paul Gerald.

After saying this, Gerald breathed a long sigh and clapped his hands and said, "Look. Boss. Many people say it is difficult to make a retirement decision, but haven't I said it now? Actually, it's nothing. My body doesn't allow me to continue playing football, so I retire. It's that simple."

Tang En grinned and said, "Yes, it's very simple." After saying this, he didn't know what to say.

After saying what he wanted to say, Gerald obviously felt much more relaxed. He smiled and asked Tang En: "Boss. See if there is any job in the club that I can do? Is it okay to build turf."

Speaking of this, Don Eun's mind revived, and he blinked at Gerald: "Speak seriously. I hope you stay on the team as a goalkeeper coach."

Gerald was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Don Eun was not joking with him.

"I need someone to help me, you are very suitable, Paul. How about it?"

"I...I have to go back and ask my wife." Gerald said hesitantly.

Tang En laughed: "You man who is afraid of your wife!"

He was in a much better mood.

Retirement is actually nothing, it is just the end of a journey and the starting point of another journey. You can’t be a player, you can also be a coach. If you really love football so much, it doesn’t matter what you do. Retirement? That’s just a conventional saying.

After saying goodbye to Gerald, Donn returned to the training ground and found that the players were resting, and the coaches gathered together to drink water and chat.

Seeing him come back, Tang quietly walked up.

"nailed it?"

Tang En nodded.

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say much, it was all him saying... He raised his hope of retirement to me, and he seemed to have decided to leave." Tang En said with a slight look. He was looking around, and not many people noticed his conversation with Tang. Before the Champions League final, he didn't want to reveal the news. "I didn't persuade him, and I don't know how to persuade him. But I suggested that he could serve as the team's goalkeeper coach after retirement, both youth and adult teams. What do you think?"

Tang nodded: "It's a good idea."

"Poor man..." Tang En sighed. "Tell Andy (Andy Beasley, Forest goalkeeper coaching team leader) that he will only do simple training these days. I am worried about what problems will happen in the training..."

"You are going to take him to Athens?" Tang asked.

Tang En turned his head and looked at him: "What else? He is Van der Sar's substitute goalkeeper, our second goalkeeper. He was injured before, but now he has returned from injury, why don't we take him to Athens?"

"No, I didn't mean that." Tang shook his head.
Chapter completed!