The Coaching System

Bradford City was flying high.

Four matches into the new season, they were unbeaten, sitting second in the league. The momentum was undeniable, and Jake Wilson knew the real challenges were still to come.

As he sat in his office, scrolling through the league table, Paul Roberts leaned against the doorway.

"Did you see the headlines?" Paul smirked. "'Wilson's Bradford: The Real Deal or Early Season Hype?'"

Jake snorted. "Let them talk. We're handling business."

Paul nodded. "Yeah, but we're two points off first place. People are starting to believe in this team."

Jake already knew that. The fans were excited, the players were confident, and the media had started asking if Bradford could actually push for promotion.

But for Jake, the bigger picture was forming.

The FA Cup and Carabao Cup were approaching. He wasn't just thinking about the league—he wanted a deep cup run.

FA Cup & Carabao Cup Opponents Revealed

The FA Cup draw was announced first.

Bradford's first-round opponent? FC Verona. A National League team, meaning they played in the division below League Two.

Paul raised an eyebrow as he looked at the drawing. "FC Verona? Didn't they just get promoted from the sixth tier last season?"

Jake nodded. "Yeah. They're a team on the rise. They'll treat this match like a cup final."

Paul grinned. "So we crush them early and kill their dream?"

Jake smirked. "Exactly."

Then, a second notification popped up on his screen—the Carabao Cup second-round draw.

Bradford would face Burton Albion—a League One side.

"Now this is a real test," Paul muttered. "Burton are decent. Mid-table in League One last season. Physical team, good in the air."

Jake wasn't scared. "We're winning both of these matches."

Paul chuckled. "Careful, coach. The media might hold you to that."

The Press Conference

The media room was packed, the reporters eager to question the man who had transformed Bradford City in just a few months.

Jake sat down, microphone in front of him, waiting for the questions to come.

"Jake, you've gone unbeaten in August. Did you expect such a strong start?"

Jake leaned forward. "I expect my team to compete in every match. That's the standard here now."

"Some are calling Bradford early title contenders. Do you agree?"

Jake smirked. "It's too early for that. We've played four games. Let's talk about titles in April, not August."

The room chuckled. Then, a different reporter spoke up.

"You've drawn FC Verona in the FA Cup and Burton Albion in the Carabao Cup. What's your approach to these matches?"

Jake's expression didn't change. "We win them. Simple."

A few journalists exchanged glances.

"So you're guaranteeing victories?"

Jake nodded. "I promise the fans—we're winning those matches."

A murmur spread through the room. Managers rarely made bold public guarantees like that.

Paul, sitting beside Jake, shifted uncomfortable.

Another reporter jumped in. "What about Saidi? Any updates on his recovery?"

Jake gave a firm nod. "He's progressing well. We expect him back by November."

The press scribbled furiously.

By the time the conference ended, Jake could already picture the headlines.

'Wilson Guarantees Cup Wins—Overconfident or Brilliant?'

Fan Reactions

The online forums and fan cafés were on fire.

 @BantamLad77: "Jake Wilson just told the press we're winning both cup matches. Man's got balls."

 @CityFaithful19: "I love this energy. No more small-club mentality. We go for everything!"

 @FootyTalkPod: "Wilson's confidence is refreshing, but if Bradford lose to Verona or Burton, he's going to look foolish."

@LeagueTwoInsider: "Bradford fans better hope their team backs up their manager's words. Burton won't be easy."

Some fans were pumped. Others were nervous.

Either way, Jake had put pressure on himself and his squad.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

Later that night, as Jake sat in his office, the familiar blue notification appeared.

[Ding! New System Feature Unlocked – "Prediction system"]

[Description: Allows the system to predict the winning probability of a match.]

[Note: The system is 60% accurate but cannot account for random factors like referee decisions, player mentality, and luck.]

Jake's eyes widened.

This was huge.

For the first time, he could predict their winning probability in a matches before they even happened.

He immediately ran a test simulation for the Burton Albion game.

The result?

Bradford win probability: 43%

Burton win probability: 48%

Draw probability: 9%

Jake's excitement faded slightly. They were underdogs.

But that was fine. He loved proving the odds wrong.

Investigating His Reincarnation – Who Was Jake Wilson?

As the night dragged on, Jake found himself staring at his laptop.

Ever since he woke up in this body, he had avoided asking too many questions.

But something had been bothering him.

Why did he reincarnate as Jake Wilson?

Why this man? Why not someone else?

He hesitated before typing into the search bar:

"Jake Wilson – Early Life."

A few results popped up—mostly football articles.

But then, something caught his eye.

A small forum thread from years ago. The title?

"What happened to Jake Wilson in 2013?"

Jake clicked on it.

The first post read:

 @FootyFan22 (2013): "I used to follow Jake Wilson's career in his academy days. He was supposed to be the next big thing in coaching, but suddenly he disappeared from the football scene. Anyone know why?"

The comments were vague—speculation, rumors. But one comment stood out.

 @MysteryUser44 (2013): "It wasn't football-related. Something happened to him off the pitch. If you know, you know."

Jake leaned back in his chair.

Something happened to the old Jake Wilson.

And he was going to find out exactly what it was.