Godfather Of Champions

Chris Lak is accurate. Evan Daggerty and Tony Dunn met in Wilford Lane between the youth team training base in the north and the first team training base in the south.

Seeing Dunn approaching, Evan asked loudly, "Did you go to me, Tony?"

Almost at the same time, Dunn also asked, "Are you looking for me, Evan?"

The two were shocked, and then laughed together.

"It's great. Look, Tony. The two of us have a tacit understanding, and we will definitely cooperate well in the future." Evan stood in front of Dunn and smiled.

Dunn shook his head slightly: "Evan, do we cooperate?"

"Of course not yet, but... maybe in the future. Why are you looking for me, Tony?"

"What can you do with me, Evan?"

"It seems that our purpose is the same. Let's go and talk while walking." Evan patted Dunn on the shoulder.

Dunn didn't move, he pointed to the guide, and pointed to the north: "Where to go?"

Evan looked up at the path covered with yellow leaves in front of him: "Just walk on this road."

It's late autumn. In summer, this path was once shaded by dense trees. Dunn once was uncertain about his future here, feeling hesitated. A thick layer of fallen leaves has accumulated on the narrow road now. Stepping on it makes a popping sound, soft as if walking on a carpet. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye...

"Tony, what do you think of Collymore as a coach?" Evan asked, lowering his head and stepping on the fallen leaves.

"It's a light-year worse than him as a player." Dunn replied.

"Well, I can see it too. He is not suitable for coaching, at least not suitable for now..."

"Then why did you still choose him?"

"This... I can't tell you, Tony. But I can tell you one more thing." Evan shook his head.

"Ok?"

"Be prepared." Evan stopped and looked at Dunn and said.

"What are you going to prepare?" Tang En spread his hands.

Seeing Dunn's innocent expression, Evan smiled: "Tony, do you have to tell me everything?"

"Okay, okay, I understand." Dunn raised his hand to signal that he knew what Evan meant. "But can you tell me more exactly when it is?"

"No. Because I don't know yet. But..." Evan looked up at the sky, "It should be soon."

Dunn originally wanted to find Evan and take care of Wood's beating of Collymore. If Evan had to fire Wood, he would resign and leave. Unexpectedly, he was waiting for such a great news-yes, I will return to the City Stadium soon! Go back to where I should belong!

Just when Dunn was secretly happy, Evan poured cold water on him: "Oh, I forgot, there is one more thing... Maybe it's better to let you know in advance."

Dunn smelled a bad smell from Evan's tone. He looked at Evan, quietly waiting for him to finish speaking.

"You might... need to choose a new captain, Tony."

"What?" Dunn understood the meaning of Evan's oblique words. "Dawson is leaving the team?!"

Evan nodded.

This news shocked Dunn, not just the backbone of the team to go. He remembers that Michael Dawson left the Forest in January 2005, and this is more than a year away!

"How could this be..." Tang En muttered.

"Dawson was disappointed with my decision to let Collymore be the head coach. The team has not won consecutively and he has lost the confidence of the team. And, you know, for young players, the attraction of super teams is obvious. Bigger." Evan explained from the side. He did not shirk his responsibility.

"Which team?"

"what?"

"Which team is Dawson going to?"

"Tottenham Hotspur."

Sure enough... Dunn suddenly thought of someone again, and he asked, "Apart from Dawson, who else is leaving?"

Evan looked at Dunn with some surprise: "How do you know there are people leaving? That's right. Reid is also going to Tottenham with Dawson."

Except for the time change, nothing else has changed...The players involved in the transfer, the destination of the transfer, etc., there is one more question to be determined.

"How much did the Tottenham team pay for the two of them?"

"Eight million."

"Pound?" Dunn asked.

"Pound." Evan nodded.

The transfer fee is the same.

Seeing Tony Dunn lowered his head and said nothing, Evan thought he was dissatisfied with the deal, so he explained: "Tony, you know...for the Forest team that has just gone through the transfer crisis, eight million is not a small amount. Number, we have no reason to reject this offer."

Dunn shook his head slightly: "I understand... I understand. Eight million, eight million... But, Evan. I ask you a question, please answer me seriously."

"You said, Tony."

"You left your business in the United States, and promised your staid father to return to England and take over this club in crisis. Why? What is it? You are a businessman! Please don't tell me anything about being filial to your father. The love of the forest team!"

Hearing Dunn’s questioning, Evan was silent for a long time. Dunn didn't urge him to answer his own questions, but just stood beside him, waiting for him to speak.

"Tony... if I say it, it's to make money. Do you believe it?" Evan looked at Dunn.

Dunn was also looking at him, determining from his expression and eyes whether he was lying. "I believe it. But you know that there are countless football clubs in this world. How many of them make money?"

"We have our own plan for this, Tony. I am the chairman of the club's board of directors and I am responsible for running the team. Of course, I don't want her to make me lose money. Didn't Manchester United make money for the Edwards family?"

Dunn didn't know how to run a club. He didn't want to entangle with Evan in a field he was not familiar with. So he changed a direction: "Very well, you have your own plan. Do you know that a football club's financial income comes from several sources?"

"Of course." Evan nodded, "TV broadcast, various sponsors, player transfers, ticket revenue, and commercial development of other related products and facilities."

"Ha, it seems that you really worked a lot, Evan. Well, you take Manchester United as an example, or a goal... let me tell you from my professional perspective how to make money." Dunn stretched out a finger. "TV broadcast fees are the bulk of the income. The more games your team is broadcasted by the TV station, the more broadcast fees you can get. You must be very clear about this."

"Yeah." Evan nodded.

"So do you think the broadcast fee of the First Division is more than the broadcast fee of the Super League?"

"Of course it's the Super League..."

"Very good. So how many broadcasts do you think a bad team in the first division can get? We are now in the first division, do we get a high TV broadcast fee? We are not with others. All teams have experienced an economic disaster."

"Tony, the situation is very complicated. If the independent digital station does not go bankrupt, we will not be so hard..."

"Okay, I know. So let's talk about sponsors. What kind of team can attract more world-class companies to sponsor? Vodafone, Nike, Adidas, Opel, Coca-Cola, Pepsi, Fly`Emirates...Wait, what kind of team can attract them? Is it possible to have a bad team playing in the first division?"

Evan is not an idiot, he already knows what Dunn is going to say.

"I know Evan, you want to make money, but what is the basis for attracting capital? The team must have good results, be able to rise to higher leagues, win championships, honors! Attract global attention! Then you can talk about other things …You know better than me. What is the basis for winning championships and honors? Excellent players, stable team! Now you sell the team's captain and main left midfielder, just for the **** eight hundred Ten thousand pounds!" Dunn paced in front of Evan, waving his arms, feeling a little excited, "If you wait a few more years, you can sell for 18 million or even 38 million! Why? Because? We can be promoted to the Super League, can get the championship, they can be selected for the national team! At that time, the value will rise, and countless clubs are rushing to talk to you about their transfer fees. You can sit on the ground and start the price, the Lions can open up... whatever you want !"

Dunn paused, and his tone eased a lot: "Evan, I understand your difficulties, the club needs money... You want to make money, I want honor, we all have ambitious goals. But one will only sell off. The main players, the Hope Star team is destined to have no future. If you believe me, I can lay a solid foundation for your plan to make money. I can’t help you make money, but I can help you win. Do you believe me , Evan?"

He looked at Evan, and Evan looked at him.

"I believe you, Tony."

Dunn nodded: "You're right, Evan. We have a tacit understanding and we will cooperate very well. Well, Dawson and Reid are in the past tense, let's stop talking about them. Club debt Solve it?"

"Solved, ten million pounds...that's not a small sum."

"Is it 10 million in total in the past few years?"

Evan chuckled: "Yes, my father has already paid some back. After I took over, I paid off all the debts. When you come back, it will be a completely healthy and debt-free Nottingham Forest!"

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