He was indeed busy. Being a Premier League manager was completely different from being an English Football League Championship team manager. Therefore, he could only smile at Ian MacDonald's words.
"Oh, yes, I need to tell you something, Tony. I'm planning to hang up my boots."
Twain did not react at first. "Hang up your boots?" What was the gatekeeper hanging up his boots for? But soon he understood and raised his voice in surprise. "You're retiring!"
"Yes, my health isn't so great. My kids are adamant that I quit." Ian cleared his throat. "Initially I had said I would resign from the club next January. But I think I'm going to wait until the end of the season. I want to see the team go a little further. When the players stop playing, don't they normally say they're hanging up their boots? Well, I want to hang up my boots too!" Ian grinned and chuckled.
