The painter who is a die-hard fan of the blue-shirted Chelsea team angrily said: "Do you find it funny, Chelsea last year defeated Paris Saint-Germain to win the Cup, although later they stagnated, but the owner quickly replaced Maresca with the unknown Rosenior. As a result, Chelsea declined uncontrollably, losing several matches in a row with a playing style that was not at all soulful. It's like a painting that is being painted halfway when someone jumps in and demands to fix it to be more beautiful, and in the end ruins the overall composition.
The old writer took a sip of tea, slowly: "You find it unreasonable, but life does not operate according to the logic of the audience. A football team is not just a result displayed on the electronic board. It is also a battle of power, ego and tangled relationships that no one sees.
In modern football, being good at expertise is not enough, but it must be in line with the vision of the payer. When two big egos stand next to each other, sooner or later there will be a clash. The issue is not who is right, but who is willing to yield.
He still refused: "The problem is that the boss is impatient, whoever goes to the top will fall, but if they fall a few matches, it's nothing, who knows, after the rain, the sky will light up again." The writer smiled softly: "People change coaches sometimes not because they are currently bad at a few matches, but because they are afraid of the future.
They see signs of an energy cycle running out, a style of play, a tactical trend that has been read by the opponent. In painting as well, a style if not changed at the right time, collapse is only a matter of time.
But if they lose continuously, it's too miserable," he refuted. The old writer slowly said: "Change always has a delay. Just like you switched from oil paint to acrylic, the first painting will definitely be worse than what you used to do. But if you have enough patience, who knows, it might then open a new brilliant period. They accept losing a few matches to trade for another future, or simply they can't stand someone being too prominent, making their own position overshadowed in the team's management system.
The painter asked: "So in the end they replace people because of conflict, because of the cycle, or because of fear?" The old writer smiled deeply: "In life, there is rarely only one reason. Usually many things combined, a little fear, a little ambition and even the illusion that you can completely control the future.
He nodded: "It sounds like throwing away a beautiful painting just because you are afraid it will get ugly". The old writer looked deeply into his eyes: "And it's also like trying to keep a painting that is out of life, just because it used to be beautiful.
