Leipzig, Wolfsburg Compete to Sign Coach Jacob Neestrup
Berlin – SABA:
Media reports have revealed that German club RB Leipzig is interested in appointing Danish coach Jacob Neestrup as the team's new head coach.
Neestrup, 37, is also reportedly a candidate for the managerial position at another Bundesliga club, VfL Wolfsburg.
According to Kicker and Sport Bild newspapers on Tuesday, Leipzig's sporting director, Marcel Schäfer, has reached out to Neestrup.
Leipzig, who failed to qualify for European competitions for the first time, is seeking a new manager to replace interim coach Zsolt Löw.
Löw (46) had taken over after the sacking of Marco Rose in March. Rose has since returned to assist Jürgen Klopp in the sports management team of the Red Bull club group at the end of the season.
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At 'Al-Wahda' school, I completed the fourth grade. At the beginning of the fifth grade, I left Al-Wahda in my village of 'Sharar' in the north and transferred to what we called the southern part of our beloved homeland, to a school that welcomed students from the neighboring northern regions. 'Shaab' school was infinitely better than ours in almost every aspect. The only challenge we faced was the long distance between our village and this school. Every school day, I had to walk a distance of ten kilometers each way. I would rise before dawn and embark on my daily journey on foot to reach the school. The return trip was equally exhausting and arduous. The daily strain weighed heavily on my diligence, perseverance, and overall performance. This relentless fatigue took a toll on my body, spirit, and memory. My toenails constantly complained from their collisions with stones during the early morning hours of my journey. The same scenario unfolded in the afternoon on my way back. 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