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Prandelli's poor relationship with the team was no secret.

It was hard to sum up a person.

Prandelli could give up his job to spend a year caring for his sick wife in the hospital, take his players to visit a prison to stir up their fighting spirit, and even declare that the Italy National Team should become more Spanish because of the Spain National Team's success.

If he had to be described, he was probably a romantic, passionate idealist.

But people like that were inherently unsuited to the rigorous, tedious work of being a football coach. The fact that he had achieved anything at all only showed that he was talented enough. If he had pursued literature or some other field, he might have accomplished even more.

Prandelli had another problem: he was too self-centered.

It had always been about what he thought.

That was itself a coach's greatest misconception.

As time went on, players had access to more information than before and had become more individualistic. At times like this, listening to what the players thought was also important.

Using an iron fist required enough authority.

Huang Kaiwen barely hesitated before nodding and agreeing to Abete's request.

He even accepted the job for a salary of one euro.

There were three national teams Huang Kaiwen was relatively close to.

The Netherlands and Brazil both had issues with player personalities and their dressing rooms.

The Italians were easier to manage in that regard, especially since Huang the Ball King had played in Serie A for years and had given the Italy National Team considerable support at the World Cup eight years ago.

In terms of ability, the three national teams were about the same. They all had some star players, but none were at their peak, and each had