Looking at the young lads running and colliding on the field, Lynch quickly discovered some problems. These young lads lacked a feeling that he could not quite put his finger on.
Yes, it was agility. What they lacked was agility. They were not like the performance of the real top professional athletes on the field, who had all kinds of amazing and wonderful performances.
They behaved more like a kind of tool, carrying out some kind of very rigid order to the letter, just like on the assembly line.
Perhaps Lynch's serious gaze made Moore realize that this was not a young man who could be easily fooled. He immediately became a little nervous.
"Is there a problem?"
Lynch turned his head and glanced at Moore. He believed in Moore's coaching skills. He had used other channels, mainly Ferrar, to understand what kind of standards were required to coach a college football league school. After that, he was assured of Moore's abilities.
If there was a problem, it had to be solved or dispelled. He asked directly. "They seem to be very rigid."
This question made Moore breathe a sigh of relief. He explained a little patiently, "The low-level leagues do not require individual ability, Mr. President."
"The games we often see are all high-level professional leagues. In fact, there are many blue vests and bench players. These people also do not need any individual ability."
"They only need to follow the initial tactical plan and practice the script around a few star players."
"In the low-level leagues, we will not encounter any star players, so what is competing is the coach's tactical policy and the player's ability to execute."
Moore was a little proud and satisfied when he said this. "These young lads are in good physical condition, and their ability to execute is also very strong …" As he spoke, Moore shouted a slogan or an order to the assistant coach on the sidelines. The assistant coach immediately shouted. The rigid movement on the field immediately underwent a huge change after the next kickoff.
It was the same opening, but different running and passing strategies, different escorts and interceptions. Everything was rigid, and the collisions were more intense.
Moore sighed. "These young lads are not afraid of injuries affecting their career, and they are not affected by other factors. They are cheap and efficient. When we reach the low-level professional leagues, we can find some talented athletes and cultivate them into our own star players."
"Then we'll create some new tactics around these star players. This way, at least we won't face too many problems in the Lower and Intermediate Professional Leagues."
Lynch was enlightened after hearing this. "They are all fragile goods."
Moore smiled and didn't say anything, but his smile acknowledged Lynch's words.
These young people were vulnerable. The reason why they were more efficient in the execution of tactics was that they were not afraid of injury, and they did not think about becoming star players in the future. They had more fighting spirit than those professional athletes who came out of college leagues and were stars in their schools or even national stars during their college years.
Others didn't dare to do it, but these young men did it without hesitation. They only thought about not being replaced so that they could get more money.
As for those celebrities with personal skills and abilities, their first consideration was whether such a collision would affect their future career.
Perhaps Lynch's words were not very pleasant to hear, but he had exposed the secret.
With such a rational and strict coach, Lynch was full of confidence in this team. He turned to look at Kane. "Go and meet the people from the League Games. Arrange some suitable opponents for us in the preseason."
Kane was a little embarrassed. "The people from the Transport Association are not easy to get along with. Every time I go to them, they always find an excuse to drive me away …"
Hearing this, Lynch couldn't help but laugh. He patted Kane's arm. "That's because you used to ask them for money every time you went there. Now you are giving them money, and they will treat you like the most distinguished guest!"
The club was in a semi-abandoned state before, and the Transport Association maintained the most basic salary guarantee. Naturally, Kane became the most unpopular person at the League Games. He went there every time to get the money.
But this time, he was going there on behalf of the Interstellar Professional Club to donate to the League Games to show the support of the club's chairman, Mr. Lynch, for sports.
So, when arranging opponents, a little technical adjustment was a matter of course, wasn't it?
Seeing that Kane seemed to understand, Lynch continued, "There will be a lot of big shots watching the game next month. I hope that we will not only play well, but also win the game. This is very important for our future development."
He looked around at Kane and Moore. With the outbreak of social problems, some things had to be arranged. The anesthesia from entertainment was obviously one of the best ways.
It was said that this year, the Film and Television Content Review Board had relaxed the review standards and allowed local television stations to add more adult channels and programs. The Social Services Bureau had also acquiesced to the existence of some telephone voice services. This was not allowed in the past, or content that had been reviewed very strictly.
Diverting the people's attention from social changes and making them feel happy was the latest specific request of the Cabinet and Congress.
Therefore, sports, which were seen as representing the image of a city and the spirit of the people in the area, became the most important thing. More resources and more funding were needed.
When the pre-season game started next month, not only would the mayor be there to cheer for the team, but some celebrities and rich people in Saibin would also be there to cheer for the team.
Although it was not a big deal to lose, it was better to win because the City Hall would launch a new round of publicity to promote the development of the entertainment industry.
As for the female athletes, Lynch only took a few glances at them before looking away. "Find someone to design some protective gear that is more suitable for women's physical fitness. It should be lighter and simpler than men's. Also, pay attention to the feminine beauty."
"They are too tightly dressed to attract the attention of the audience. Do you understand what I mean?"
Moore did not care. After all, he was just a coach and was responsible for arranging training and game tactics. Kane was a little embarrassed. "That will make some players quit. They will think that it is disrespectful to women."
Lynch sneered indifferently. "Do you think that a dog will think that you are a pervert?"
Kane shook his head. No one would think that he was a pervert just because he saw a dog.
Lynch asked again, "Do you think that a dog will think that you are a pervert when it sees you?"
Kane shook his head again. "Why would it think that?"
Lynch smiled. "Why do you think it won't think that way?"
Before Kane could react, Lynch immediately said, "When you think something is bad, it will be your heart first. That's why you think that everything you see is dirty. I don't think it's a big deal."
"Showing the female body does not conflict with sports. This is much more than what the female bodybuilders on TV wear. At least the audience doesn't have to lift up their butts to see their underwear."
"You didn't think that those things were dirty when you watched the bodybuilding competition. Now you are just asking our girls to wear less, and you are worried that someone won't be able to stand it?"
Lynch said with a little warning. "Do as I say. In addition, I don't want to hear about anything that goes beyond friendship between you, the coaching team, and the athletes. If someone falls in love, gets pregnant, or has a scandal, kick them out."
Kane was a little embarrassed. For a country full of the spirit of freedom, it was obviously inappropriate to not allow people to fall in love freely. Lynch was too controlling.
"It's illegal to do that, and the contract we signed with the athletes doesn't allow us to do that."
Lynch glanced at him. "Then draft a supplementary contract for them to sign. If they don't sign it, find a suitable excuse to fire them or ask them to resign."
Lynch walked out of the club in a good mood. This was the happiest thing for a capitalist. He could control other people's work and life through his wealth, but it was also a responsibility, because he had to take on more people's lives.
Power and duty were equal. This was what a real capitalist should do, instead of blindly pursuing power and ignoring duty.
At the same time, two young men in their mid-twenties entered an antique shop with a travel bag. The owner, who was studying his treasures, gently opened the drawer, and there was a pistol with the safety off.
Those in the antique business often came into contact with these criminals. Most of the antique shops were channels to sell stolen goods. As long as it was not required by the police or was not of great value, they would not come forward. Instead, they would choose to do business and make some money.
After all, everyone had a hard time, right?
Some people were easy to talk to, while others wanted to rob an antique shop. Therefore, the owner of the antique shop would be prepared in advance.
His hand was already holding the handle of the gun, and his expression did not change. He just slightly lowered his head and looked at the two men. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
One of them stayed at the door, and the other man with the travel bag went to the counter. The owner leaned back a little and pressed his other hand on the counter.
It was a steel plate about five millimeters thick. Usually, it could protect the things in the cabinet from being stolen. When necessary, it could also block bullets.
"I have some things here. How much are they worth?"
The young man did not notice the change in the owner's hand and body. He took out some things, and the owner breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at the small things on the table, and at first glance, he could tell that they were stolen goods.
There was a set of candlesticks made of pure silver, a comb that looked like ivory, and some other things made of silver.
He fiddled with them casually, and showed a regretful and disgusted expression. "These things are worthless!"
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In order to show the beauty of the body, bodybuilders did not wear clothes at first, but for some reason, they wore clothes again, but these clothes were very cheap.
If some bodybuilders had their backs to the audience, it was easy to mistake them for not wearing clothes. Therefore, this saying was widely spread.