Frohling didn't utter a single word since the decision for the internal game was made. He just stood silently, observing how his assistant coach picked the players from both teams. However, as the group was formed, the frown on his face fell deeper than ever, and once his assistant was back, he couldn't help but voice his concern here.
"Are you sure this is fair?"
Tomasz Waldoch, the assistant coach, shook his head firmly. "No, this is far from being fair. However, you have already made up your mind to sign him, right? Better see how much potential he has right now to see how much he's worth our money for."
Honestly, if there was any other staff member who was responsible for signing a player hearing this conversation, they would've yanked their hair in frustration already, shouting something like, 'DO YOUR FUCKING EXPERIMENT OUTSIDE OF THE TRIAL! DON'T MAKE THE CLUB WASTE MORE MONEY THAN NECESSARY!' Or something like that.
