Godfather Of Champions

"At this time there are still people asking for votes..." In the camera lens, there are many Forest team fans standing outside the Crimson Stadium holding up the "I need tickets" sign.

"It really feels like a World Cup final."

"It's just to see Tony Dunn's return, and it's hard to get a vote... Although he has left the Forest team for more than four years, Dunn's popularity has not been lost."

"If it weren't for the forest team's poor performance in the past few years, maybe there would not be so many people thinking about him.

"You sound a bit sour. You have to think about it this way. If it weren't for his departure, Nottingham Forest in the past few years would never have become a big joke in the Premier League. He is the guarantee of the championship and the trophy. This is why we want it. The reason for choosing this game as a national live broadcast. He is there and there are ratings."

Two staff members of BBC television were sitting in the broadcast van, looking at the monitor and chatting.

In front of them was a wall of monitors, with dozens of monitor windows showing every corner of the stadium. In the monitors showing the entrance of the stadium and the square, people asking for tickets can be seen everywhere.

Inside the stadium, fans have already entered the stadium more than an hour earlier. They are hanging slogans in the Robin Hood stands, preparing for the game for a while.

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Pierce Bruce discovered a situation.

Since he became a sports reporter for the Nottingham Evening Post, he has missed every home game in Nottingham Forest. But today this situation still made him feel very special, because he saw a lot of gray-haired old fans among the fans who entered the stadium. Most of these fans are old guys who have followed the Forest team for decades. They have witnessed the most glorious years of the Forest team and the darkest time of the Forest team.

However, with the increase of age, they have rarely seen them come to watch the game in recent years. Although the packages for each season are bought, there is really no energy to go to the scene. A place full of noise and blood is the enemy of the health of the elderly.

But today, he saw so many white-haired fans at the door.

A media outlet from London was conducting an interview at the door, and they obviously noticed the white-haired fans who came together.

"At your current age, shouldn't it be better to watch the game at home?" A young female reporter grabbed some of the old men and handed the microphone up.

Several old guys glanced at each other, and all grinned, showing gaped teeth.

"We are here to see old friends." The tallest old man replied.

"Old friend?" The female reporter felt strange. She is not from Nottingham, and there is really no way to understand the feelings of Nottingham Forest fans towards Dunn.

Seeing her puzzled look, a short and chubby old fan smiled at her: "Beautiful lady, are you not a local?"

The female reporter shook her head: "I'm from London..."

"You must not be a fan of Nottingham Forest, ha! Nottingham Forest fan's old friend besides Tony, who else?"

Seeing this female reporter's suddenly enlightened expression, a few old guys put their arms around each other and sang the carols written by Nottingham Forest fans to Tony Dunn like the other fans around and walked into the aisle.

"...We have a robot, he has a nuclear-powered heart! He is tireless and will never admit defeat... He is hateful, but we love him! Because he can bring us championships, and the enemies hate him. , Hate him!...Tony Tony! A **** that makes people love and hate, hahaha!"

"This song sounds weird..." the female reporter frowned and mumbled. "No adjustment at all, just shouting out..."

"It was like this." A man next to her answered her question. "It was just what the fans roared in the stands, and added any melody. The fans thought there was no melody worthy of Tony, so they simply used the simplest way to express their emotions."

The female reporter looked at the uninvited guest suspiciously.

The other party generously met the female reporter’s puzzled eyes and stretched out his hand: "Pierce Bruce. The reporter of the Nottingham Evening Post is the person who knows Tony Dunn best in the media. I am glad to meet you, beautiful. Miss."

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If Dunn knew that Bruce was going to pick up girls under his own banner, the expression on his face would be wonderful.

Now he doesn't have the mind to think about others, and only his home game is what makes him care.

Is he nervous? No, but his heart beats a bit faster. But that was because of excitement.

It's like a wanderer from his hometown for decades, finally going home. This is his first time as the head coach of Nottingham Forest, directing the game at Crimson Stadium. Before playing at the Crimson Stadium, he was played as the head coach of the England team. Although the fans at that time gave him a lot of support, the feeling is different from now.

The England team only occasionally borrowed the Crimson Stadium, the real home is the New Wembley Stadium.

The Crimson Stadium is now his home field and his home.

For this stadium, he tightened his belt and worked for several years, searching for cheap and good-quality players from all over the world at a low price, and then selling the outstanding players he had worked so hard to cultivate in exchange for funds for the club. But when the new stadium was built, he did not lead the Forest team to play a game here, which I have to say is a pity.

Now this regret is about to be made up. He will lead the team and coach until the end of the season in this stadium soaked in a lot of his hard work.

"We should go now, boss." Eastwood called out, standing next to Dunn. He noticed that Dunn had been in a state of trance since just now. What did he think of?

"Ah? Oh... the players are all down?" Dunn raised his head and looked at the assistant coach Eastwood in front of him.

"Well, it's all in the car."

Dunn stood up and put his coat on him.

"Let's go, Freddie."

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"Tony Dunn has boarded the car. The car slowly drove out of the hotel... is driving towards the Crimson Stadium... We will continue to follow the report for the audience..." The TV reporter waiting outside the hotel was very excited. Said to the camera, behind him, is the red bus leaving the hotel, that is the bus in Nottingham Forest.

The distance from the hotel to the stadium is less than ten kilometers, but there are police cars clearing the road along the way, and reporters' cars are tracking and shooting around. This kind of scene has not been seen by the forest team players for several years, and they all know who the focus of these reporters is.

Dunn, sitting in the front seat of the bus, was chatting quietly with Chris Luck and Eastwood.

Through the left window, they could already see the red roof of the Crimson Stadium.

"Welcome home, boss!" Eastwood said to Dunn, pointing to the crimson stadium ahead.

Chris Lak next to him also laughed, and he was also home.

When the red bus drove into the square, it caused a commotion, and the policemen responsible for maintaining order at the scene almost couldn't hold on to it. Those fans who have not yet entered the stadium, fans who are already waiting for tickets flocked to the buses in Nottingham Forest, they shouted Tony Dunn's name hoarsely.

"Tony! Tony! Tony! Tony!!!"

"Welcome back, Tony!!"

"Surely go home? Tony?!"

"Tony, I love you!!"

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"It's a long-lost madness..." Eastwood muttered looking at the excited fans outside.

Thiago Silva looked at the fans outside the window with a gloomy face. He is a popular star player in the Forest team, but his appearance has never been comparable to this one.

He remembered that some time ago, when those old players talked about Dunn, they said that he was "Your Majesty the King" many times. At that time, he still sneered at this, thinking that it was just Don's self-promotion, this person just likes to hype.

But look at the scene today, the expressions on the faces of the fans...this is just a small group of people outside the stadium. More fans have entered the stadium long ago and are waiting there.

Can you really do it right with this person? Can I really wait for such an opportunity?

He had a doubt in his mind about his previous thoughts.

Do not!

He soon stabilized his mind again. The more these fans admire him, the more they like him, then once he loses the game at home, the more damage they suffer and the more disappointed they are with Dunn. Here is the symbiosis of heaven and hell, they can make him go to heaven and hell.

Although Silva does not understand Chinese and knows nothing about Chinese culture, he knows the truth that "water can carry a boat can also overturn it" is really not simple.

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The bus stopped at the entrance, the players filed off, surrounded by reporters and fans, and the police were working hard to stop those fans and reporters who were too excited. Dunn was in the car, waiting for everyone to get off before leaving. If he is the first one to go down, then the players behind him will not want to leave here, the scene must be chaotic.

This is the situation now. Under the **** of four policemen, Dunn squeezed from the crowd to the entrance of the passage. On the way, people kept reaching him with microphones, mobile phones, recorders, and interview machines, and others patted his body with their hands.

The road was only ten meters short, but Dunn walked in an extremely embarrassed way...

"How does it feel to be home? Tony!" When he finally reached the entrance, a shout came from behind him.

He didn't look back, just raised his right hand and gave a thumbs back. Then he got in at the urging of the police.

"It's crazy...like a rock star coming here for a concert..." The beautiful young female reporter looked at the scene in front of her, and had to sigh.

Bruce, who was standing next to her, smiled and said with a little pride: "The most successful head coach in the history of English football has returned home. Of course, his family should welcome him."

The female reporter glanced back at him.

"But you must never think of such a successful head coach, how frustrated at first, ha!" Bruce laughed. "When he first played, he was only greeted with a boo and a middle finger."

The female reporter shook her head slightly: "It's unimaginable..."

Bruce pointed to the fans who were still reluctant to leave and said: "For them, Tony is synonymous with an entire era, from 2003 to 2018, fifteen years of memories are here."

Bruce who said these words also fell into his own memories. He was a reckless trainee reporter at the beginning. He was a young man who had just graduated from university at the age of 24. He knew nothing and had no experience. At the press conference, Tony Dunn was ridiculed and ridiculed. They seemed to be enemies. Who ever thought he would ghostwrite his autobiography for this man in the future?

The female reporter looked back at the middle-aged man, his gaze cast into the distance, but there was no focus, with a Ruoyouruwu smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It also includes your memories, right, Mr. Bruce?"

Bruce retracted his gaze, looked at the young intern reporter who had just graduated from university just like he did before, and nodded.

"Yes, Miss Alina. Memories of youth."

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"Defensive counterattack, guys!!" Dunn clenched his fists in the locker room, seizing the time to repeat the important part of yesterday's tactical meeting for his players. "Long pass! Don't worry about the criticism of laymen, you know what we need most now. It's not good offensive cooperation or brilliant heel passes, but goals and victory! Middlesbrough will be in the middle. The field is pressing on us, especially George, you will get their focus..." Dunn pointed to Wood who was changing clothes.

Wood nodded and continued to put the jersey on him.

"So I ask you not to hold the ball too much in the midfield. There is a great risk of passing more than three feet in the midfield. I don't want to see such a scene-you come back and forth in the midfield, and then take the football Send them to the opponent's feet and let them counterattack on the spot. Whether it is George or Fernando (Gago), this game will defend the backcourt firmly. Don't cross the center line easily and use long passes to organize the attack. Two sides..."

He also pointed to the two full-backs Chris Cohen and Viinadum who are starting today.

"Your task today is the most important. You need to sprint back and forth continuously. You must press up when you attack, and you must return when you defend. If you can't do it, I will replace you! Anyway, there are a lot of people who want to play here. ."

There was a burst of laughter in the dressing room.

Dunn also laughed, and the atmosphere in the music was very harmonious, without any sense of tension. This is the pre-match atmosphere he wants.

"Two strikers..." This time he stopped his movements, and the people who looked at Dunn were Mitchell and Balotelli. They were the starting strikers in this game. "Aron, you have to push the opponent's back line forward as much as possible, press them to the door, and create enough space for Mario."

Dunn did not deceive Balotelli. In this game, he did give Balotelli enough trust and corresponding important tasks.

"Mario, thanks to you for the ups and downs of the previous seasons, our opponents will not be too tight on you..." Hearing his words, some people worried that Balotelli would be unhappy, but What surprised them was that in the face of Dunn's ridicule, Balotelli also followed him and laughed, not caring what Dunn said before. This scene is too rare, you must know that Balotelli is very sensitive, he is very concerned about other people's evaluation of himself. If anyone dares to say that he is incapable and is a parallel importer, he will definitely make the other party suffer. But looking at it now, it seems that the boss has taken care of the thorns in this locker room... "And they think you will habitually move on the right. This game is your chance to prove yourself again, man. We all I know you are a genius, but people outside don’t think so much. Show them something awesome! You are a'Super Mario'!"

Finally, it comes to the back line.

"Guys, you are the starting guards of this game, and you are the key to this game." Dunn stood in front of the four starting guards, they were left back Joe Matoke, right back N. Kuru, Central defenders Nicolas and Jorgensen.

"I want you to guard your defense zone strictly. The full-backs are not allowed to assist forward. Except for set kicks, you are not allowed to use counter-man defense. But you should also pay attention to the backcourt defense-you can't blindly make a big foot clearance. . Defense is the birthplace of offense, all offense comes from defense. It can be said that you are not only a guard who can only destroy the opponent's offense, you are also the first stop of the offense. So I don’t want to stun you and waste any offensive opportunity. After the ball is played, the football is handed over to the midfielders, who will organize the attack."

"No problem, boss." Matoke replied Dunn's words on behalf of all the guards.

Dunn slapped his slap: "That's how much I should say. If I say more, you must think I am long-winded. Finally, I hope you know one thing: Although we lost the last round of the league, it is not ours. The reason for self-rejection in the league round. No matter what the situation, my requirements for you are very simple-I don't want anything except victory."

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When Dunn had said everything that should be said, and there were more than ten minutes before the start of the game, he let the players rest by themselves. He was called out.

The person who called him out was not a staff member, but the president of the club Evan Daugherty.

Next to him, stood a young man who seemed to be less than thirty years old.

"My son, Bob. Come and meet your idol-Tony Dunn." Evan pulled the young man beside him and pointed to Dunn and said to him.

"Hello, hello! Mr. Dunn, I am your admirer..." The young man quickly stepped forward and took Dunn's hand.

"Ah...ha, hello, Bob..." Dunn couldn't adapt to the chairman's son being so enthusiastic about him.

Evan also seemed to see that Dunn was a little embarrassed. He quickly took his son away: "If you want to sign, wait until the game is over. You go up first, I have something to do."

Bob didn't seem to dare to disobey his father, he turned around reluctantly and walked out.

"It was your father who introduced you to me back then. His performance was completely different from yours." Dunn looked at Bob's back and returned to normal. He smiled and talked about the past. Fifteen years ago, Evan Daggerty couldn't distinguish between "manager" and "coach", and his knowledge of football was almost zero. But now Bob Daggerty is an avid fan...

In addition, when Nigel Daggerty introduced Evan to Dunn, he already had the intention to withdraw from the front line and let his son take over. Now he repeats his old tricks and introduces his son to Dunn, which also shows to Dunn that his son will succeed in the future. just……

Why introduce it to yourself instead of the new head coach for the next season? Does he think he can help his son?

"He fell in love with football because of you, Tony. Since you became the head coach of the Forest team, he has been in love with the sport after watching a few Forest team games with me."

Dunn laughed. "You called me out of the locker room specifically to introduce your precious son to me, Evan?"

"Of course not. Actually, I was looking for you for something else, but he knew about it. I must follow along... That's it, Tony. You don't want to enter the game with the team anymore, you go out now."

Dunn was a little strange: "Why? It's still too early to start the game..."

"We have prepared a special welcome ceremony for you. You have to come out alone, Tony." Evan looked at Dunn with a smile.

"What ceremony?"

"I'll know when I go, Tony. Let's go, everyone is waiting for you."

Dunn looked at the locker room, turned and walked over to open the door, and ordered a few words to the assistant coach David Chris Lak who was standing at the door, asking him to gather the team and prepare to play. Then he followed Evan Daggerty to the hallway leading to the court.

Just after he left, the players also walked out of the locker room under the urging of Chris Lak, walked towards the hallway, ready to line up to wait for admission.

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When Dun En walked to the entrance of the tunnel, there were only three referees waiting there. When they saw Dun En approaching, one of them also reached out to Dun En to shake hands.

In any case, Dunn is the head coach who led the England team to the World Cup. It is worthy of respect in terms of performance alone.

Dunn shook hands with the referee and found that Evan was still next to him, so he turned and asked: "This is not the'special welcome ceremony' you said?"

Evan shook his head and patted Dunn on the shoulder: "You'll know when you get out. You have to walk this way, Tony. I'm sorry I can't accompany you..."

Dunn looked back at Evan Daugherty, Daugherty gestured to him to move forward, so he walked out suspiciously. Of course he did not forget to shrink his neck-he was afraid that someone would throw water on him from the stands...

This is the only special welcome ceremony that he can think of in his poor head...

But no, no water, no ribbons. Dunn, who walked out, shrank his neck and looked at the stands on both sides, only to see the fans who were enthusiastic and familiar.

At the same time, the music that was playing on the live broadcast stopped abruptly, and a slightly old voice shouted passionately: "Now! Let us welcome... Your Majesty the King——!!!"

As if it was a signal flare, before his words fell, there was a huge cheer in the Crimson Stadium. The fans all stood up, toward the entrance, stretched out their hands, bowed in bows, and shouted: "Long live your majesty!!"

Dunn looked back in surprise and found that Evan in the hallway was actually doing exactly the same actions as those fans.

"Long live your majesty——!!!"

The cheers were higher than the waves.

This is really a special welcome ceremony...

Dunn returned to normal, he naturally waved to the fans in the stands, and then walked into the stadium with his head high.

With his footsteps, the cheers continued.

He did not humbly refuse such cheers, but accepted it with confidence. He deserves such a name, and he deserves the cheers of these fans, because he is indeed the King here!

When Dunn walked to the center of the field, the cheers continued. The players have just arrived at the entrance of the tunnel. They have heard the cheers of the fans and they have seen the boss in the middle of the field. For such cheers, the old players were not surprised, instead they got together and smiled and pointed to Dunn. The players who had never played under Dunn were completely shocked.

At this time, above the Robin Hood stand, a giant slogan was hung down. Above the red curtain is a sentence that makes Dunn feel warm:

Welcome home, Your Majesty!

"This is really a dream trip..." the TV commentator exclaimed, he felt as if he was in a dream. How could such a scene happen on the football field? Now in this era of increasingly commercial football, how many people can enjoy such sincere greetings?

"This game is the focus of this round of the Premier League, and Tony Dunn is the focus of the focus!" In the huge cheers, the commentator had to raise the volume, as if someone had just scored a goal from the home team.

"I have a feeling that if Tony Dunn announces that he is going to run for Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, then he can get more than half of the votes in Nottingham, and there will be no canvassing at all!"

"Even if the queen comes, I am afraid there is no way to steal the limelight from him... No, even if it is the pope, it won't work."

"Remember the coronation night ten years ago? "His Majesty" is definitely not his self-styled, nor is it a boring hype by the media. This is a fact. He is indeed the King here!"

"Although there are many people who hate him, he still enjoys the treatment of a king here. The return is correct, Tony! Look at so many people who love you, retirement is not the day you should live, ha!" John Mortensen laughed.

Dunn stood in the center of the field, spinning around in place, waving his hands to the forest on the stands to greet the fans. Thank them for preparing this "special welcome ceremony". To be honest, he was very moved. Although he has been away from here for more than four years, his subjects still love him, and this kind of love is the main reason why he finally decided to end his retirement and return to the forest.

People have feelings, even if Evan Daggerty and Alan Adams have hurt themselves, but these fans are innocent, the Forest team is innocent. His return is not for Evan Daggerty, nor for making money. He just can't bear to see the fans who once said loudly to himself in the stands: "Hey, Tony! Come back with a championship trophy!" Sad, he has a clear conscience about this decision.

So in the face of the crazy cheers of these fans, he took it for granted.

Among the cheering crowd, there were the fat John and Thin Bill familiar to Dunn, the gray-haired old guys Bruce had seen before, and even some Middlesbrough fans followed the Forest fans. Let’s do a bow together. In the minds of all England fans, this guy should probably be "His Majesty the King"...

The huge cheers that resounded across the sky lasted for five or six minutes and could be heard clearly outside the stadium.

Those fans who were unable to enter the square also chanted "Long live your majesty!!" along with the people inside, causing other pedestrians to pay attention to them.

The cheers slowly stopped after Dunn walked to the visiting team coach's bench and shook hands with visiting team coach Tony Mowbray until it disappeared.

After the game, a curious reporter asked Mowbray what he thought of the scene before today's game. Mowbray shook his head and smiled: "There is only one'Tony' today, but not me."

He was right. Today he is a complete supporting role, although he thought of being the protagonist before the game. But when he saw this scene, his mind was gone.

In the subsequent game, the Nottingham Forest team was obviously also infected by this scene. The whole team discarded the previous sluggish mental outlook, glowing with surprising and fearful fighting spirit. With Tang En's long pass and slamming, and unexpected personnel and tactical arrangements, a huge fighting force broke out.

Add to that the huge noise made by 60,000 fans.

Middlesbrough surrendered after 17 minutes of resistance in an environment as if a jet plane took off.

They were scored three goals by Nottingham Forest in the first and second halves and lost to the reborn Nottingham Forest with a score of 0:3.

After the game, some media joked, to be able to personally experience the return of His Majesty Dunn, even if he loses, it is considered to be a history. When talking about the classics of the Premier League in the future, the lens of Middlesbrough must be indispensable.

Pierce Bruce even excitedly used such a title after the game:

"I'm back, I saw it, I conquered. 》

No one disagrees with this, because it is true.

All previous doubts about Tony Dunn and the arguments of "Tun En is outdated" and "Tun En is no longer good" disappeared, and there were only carols and praises in the national media. Large and small media, commentators, and experts have said that the most dominant Tony Dunn and Nottingham Forest are back. Under their iron hooves, their opponents can only cry for mercy. Middlesbrough is unfortunate and honored. Land made the first victim and was used by Dunn to sacrifice the flag.

Although Nottingham Forest won the game and also ranked sixteenth, even the top team felt the chill from behind.

When facing the forest team, no one laughed and said that he would definitely win. Because the group of wolves lurking in the forest showed their fangs again. Tony Dunn and his Nottingham Forest are no longer a joke. On the contrary, the people who vowed to underestimate them before have become the biggest jokes. However, Dunn did not counterattack those who laughed at him before in the media.

The return of the king, from all directions.

Dunn smiled at the situation.

In fact, with his current status, it would be too cheap to pull up his sleeves and slap in the face...

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