The worst team in Europe was hollowed out in just 49 days: the coach + core + captain is gone, it is hard to be happy to make 100 million pounds

The summer of the small team is a large-scale demolition site.

Brentford was bald by Premier League giants in 49 days: coach Frank was poached by Tottenham, captain Nolgao went to Arsenal, the number one scorer Mbemo had just officially announced his joining Manchester United, and even goalkeeper Fleken was taken away by the pharmaceutical factory.

100 million pounds of transfer fees sounds quite intimidating? The

team collapsed directly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see what the problem is.

Brentford has relied too much on core teams in recent years, and the depth of the bench is as thin as a piece of paper.

The system led by Frank is a precision instrument, and even a few screws cannot be rotated. Now the engine is removed directly.

What is even more fascinating is management operations: selling people makes money and selling players can make a fuss, but signings are like a sloth for a walk.

The Premier League summer window has been open for a month, and I have made up for the Championship defender. Even FM players shook their heads in this operation.

Look at Brighton - Sell McAllister and then make up for Baleba, let Kesedo sign Valdes immediately, the main force is fighting the iron system. Where is

Brentford?

I was just counting money, forgetting to relegate and fight for life.

Last season, the team's league goal production was 41% relied on Mbemo to participate. Noelgao averaged 13 kilometers per game and top five in the Premier League. Is this core vacuum the first to make up for it?

The worst is the fans.

Five years, Frank led the English Championship team into a dark horse in the Premier League, and was about to enter the European war zone, but he returned to the pre-liberation overnight.

Someone mocked himself, "I changed my name to Brentford Supermarket", and there were also dead loyalists who put banners on the stadium "Money can't buy heartbeat."

Ask me to say that the curse of Premier League lifts is not metaphysics: Norwich and Watford both sold blood to survive and finally collapsed. What if the small team wanted to be tough?

First check if there is an Excel relegation plan in the boss’s computer. As the

banknotes roared in the account, there were only echoes left in the Brentford locker room.