Godfather Of Champions

When the referee blew three whistles, the Crimson Stadium was boiling. They gave it to Dunn who was about to leave with a victory as a gift.

Only Manchester United players and fans are sad. In this joyful environment, it seems particularly lonely.

Dunn wanted to shake hands with Mourinho after the game to complete the etiquette. He knew Mourinho was not a patient person. But as soon as he got up, he was hugged by David Chris Lak next to him. The assistant coach didn't say anything, just hugged him.

A group of reporters swarmed up nearby, shooting wildly at them.

When Dunn finally broke free from Chris Lac's embrace and turned to look for Mourinho, he was surprised to find that the other party was still standing outside waiting for him!

Dunn lined up the reporters and reached out to Mourinho.

"I thought you were gone, Mr. Mourinho."

Mourinho, who lost the championship, looked very ugly, and obviously he was in a bad mood. He held the hand extended by Dun En and shook it, then let go.

"I just don't want you to write in your memoirs that Jose Mourinho is an impolite and polite guy. It's time for me to go. Congratulations on winning another game. I'm glad you retired today."

Having said this, Mourinho didn't care about the reaction of others, let alone Dunn's expression, turned around and left the noisy stadium cleanly.

Dunn was surrounded by reporters, looking at Mourinho's departure from the back, feeling complicated for a while. He definitely did not feel the slightest joy because he defeated this old opponent. On the contrary, he suddenly felt sorry for Mourinho.

The sky was getting dark, and the surrounding flashes pulled Dun En back to reality. He looked at the reporters around him, ignored them, and walked straight to the court. In the middle of the court, his players are waiting for him.

In the stands, 60,000 fans were shouting his name.

"The game is over, Nottingham Forest won, and Manchester United lost their league title. But these are not important, the important thing is that for us, a very important and special person finally bids farewell..." John Mortensen, who was in charge of explaining the game, said emotionally.

He still remembers his first "meeting" with Dunn. At the City Stadium, Dunn was knocked to the ground by his own player after a terrible first half, and then left the field, which became a big joke in English football after the league round. He was in charge of explaining the game himself, but he was laughing awkwardly in the commentary booth, and he was ironic and merciless.

Unexpectedly, in the future, he will be friends with Dunn, will explain England's games with Dunn, and will witness the young man step by step to become one of the most successful head coaches in the world and become the godfather of Nottingham Forest.

Amid the shouts of 60,000 people, Dunn walked into the center of the court and gathered with his men.

"Boss, can you not go?" Gareth Bale asked with tears in his eyes.

Dunn just smiled and shook his head.

"I don't think there is any problem with your body, really. We can stay together for a few more years, shall we leave together at that time?" Bell continued to ask without giving up.

Dunn stretched out his hand to touch the little monkey's head, and said to him, "I had the same feelings when I saw Demi and others, but they left. This is life, little monkey. You always have to face parting, it's no big deal. Besides, aren't we goodbye forever?"

Bell bit his lip and stepped aside and stopped talking.

Balotelli looked at Dunn and stopped talking several times. Dunn saw his thoughts and said to him: "You can stay or leave. As long as you like. You are a genius, Mario. But genius is not suitable for all situations. I'm going. You are on your way. Go by yourself."

Patting Balotelli's shoulder, Dunn turned to Mitchell again.

He raised his head and looked at Mitchell's face. This kid seemed to be making faces at him, wanting to cry and laugh.

"Aron. I still want to say that you should strengthen your strength training. I hope you are more comprehensive..." At this point, he smiled. "I also said what to do. Anyway, I won't be your coach next season. If you can't break through the blockade of those strong guards, it's not me who should worry, ha!"

Dunn laughed, but Mitchell cried.

Dunn ignored the flow of his nose and tears, and patted Mitchell's waist hard. Turned around to find someone else.

He didn't want his parting to look sad and tragic. There are more than half a hundred people, is it necessary to make it like this?

Therefore, he was very smart to deal with each player, say a few words with this person, and then talk to another person.

While he did this, the shouts from the stadium stands kept on. Not a single one of the 60,000 Nottingham Forest fans retired, but Manchester United fans followed the withdrawal of Manchester United.

Two large screens on the stadium stands were replaying Dunn's documentary short film.

The live TV broadcast also continues.

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Shania is waiting for her appearance in the dressing room. This will be the last time she will appear on the catwalk, but now her mind is not at work. In her hand, she is holding a mobile phone, which is playing TV pictures. That was the farewell scene of Dunn at the Crimson Stadium.

Thanks to the ever-changing technology, she can still watch live TV here. In this way, accompany Uncle Tony through the last leg of his career.

The voice of the commentator on the phone is very clear.

"I don't want to repeat the achievements of Tony Dunn here. I just want to appreciate this scene-more than 60,000 fans stay in the stands and are unwilling to leave. Dunn is with his players. Together, he talked to them one by one... What does this remind me? A retired general is reviewing his troops and his officers for the last time. He shook hands with them one by one, thanking them for their support and work for so many years..."

Shania looked at the picture on the phone screen in a daze, Dunn was surrounded by the players, and the reporters surrounded them all together. The fans are on the outermost periphery, singing and calling the protagonist's name.

The hair stylist fiddled with her hair in the back, doing the final preparations. There are other models in the dressing room, but Shania is no one else and doesn't care what others think of her.

This scene should be very sad, but Shania has a smile on her face, just like the man in the middle of the screen.

"Okay, dear." The stylist motioned to Shania to raise her head and look at the overall effect in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror couldn't tell that she was almost thirty years old. She had long, silky shawl hair, curled at the end, looking youthful, beautiful, lively and naughty.

Shania made a face and turned off the live TV broadcast on her mobile phone.

It's time for her to play.

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Dunn walked to Wood, this was the last one.

Looking at his captain, Dunn didn't know what to say. Wood is sensible and obedient, and there are some things he doesn't need to repeat, and he has already said what should be said.

What can I say now?

Looking at Dunn standing in front of him, Wood didn't know what to say. But he didn't say nothing, he wanted to say too much, and he didn't know how to say it for a while.

When it comes to parting time, he is always so clumsy.

Whether facing Demi, or facing Dunn.

In the end, Dunn didn't say anything, just put his hand on Wood's shoulder and squeezed it hard.

After saying goodbye to the players, he said goodbye to the coaches, starting from the team doctor, to the assistant coach, he shook hands or hugs one by one.

In the end, he hugged Freddie Eastwood and whispered in his ear: "Tang will come to pick up my class. He is an excellent head coach. But he needs an excellent assistant. Stay and help him. ?"

Eastwood nodded and agreed.

Dunn, who got the promise, let go of the opponent and turned to Chris Lak.

"Whether to leave with me or stay here is your choice, David."

Chris Lak looked at the people around him and said to Dunn, "I changed my mind, Tony. Nottingham Forest is a good place. I want to stay here."

Dunn laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "The right choice."

After doing all this, he said to the two assistant coaches: “I’ll go to the press conference for a while and I won’t go to the locker room. There will definitely be a lot of reporters blocking me today. You don’t have to wait for me to come back. The players are packed. Just drive back to the hotel and disband on the spot. I will go home by myself."

The two nodded at the same time, and had no objection to Dun En's arrangement.

Seeing that both of them agreed, Dunn walked outside with confidence. After two steps out, he turned his head and looked behind him. The players and coaches were still standing in place, with no intention to leave.

Dunn waved to them: "Go back, don't catch a cold."

Then he walked forward again, this time without looking back.

The shouts of the fans along the way were deafening, and the flags and banners with his head painted on the stands were constantly shaking. On the live broadcast, Sarah Brightman and Andre Bocelli chanted "...It's time to say goodbye." It's time..."

Dunn walked towards the entrance of the tunnel in this way. Behind him were players and colleagues standing still. In front of him was a large group of reporters carrying video cameras and cameras. They stepped back and took pictures. The flashlight turned the road under his feet into white.

When he walked to the entrance of the tunnel, many fans on both sides of the stands suddenly spilled a lot of confetti, and the confetti made Dunn raise his head. He saw several familiar faces in the crowd.

Michael Bernard, Fat John, Thin Bill, and even the bar owner Kenny Burns. When he saw Burns, he suddenly became interested. He stopped and asked, "For so many years, you have only left the bar when the city stadium was going to be demolished. Why did you come again today?"

Burns said to him: "The City Stadium has been demolished for an era, and so is your departure, Tony."

Dunn stopped talking, waved at him and at them, and continued to walk towards the corridor amidst the fluttering confetti.

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Joe Martock sighed, "This is the last time I have seen the boss appear in front of me in this capacity..."

Wood stood at the forefront of the team. Hearing these words from Matoke, he suddenly had the idea of ​​rushing forward. But until Dunn disappeared into the tunnel surrounded by reporters, he didn't put it into action.

He suddenly felt very timid, not a tough man.

He is a coward who can't show his feelings unscrupulously in front of the public.

He couldn't compare to Mitchell, who was willing to cry in front of Dunn, or Bell, who said to Dunn, "Can't you go?"

As a captain, he is really not qualified at this time...

Seeing that Dunn completely disappeared from his vision. David Chris Luck's voice rang, but this time he was weak with a loud voice.

"Go back, guys. Go back and take a shower, change clothes, and get out of here. Your vacation has begun."

Some players started to walk down the field. Wood raised his head and found that the fans in the stands were slowly leaving the field. But he knew that these people would still gather in the square outside the stadium. The departure of a special person will not end in this way.

He tore off the captain's armband, held it in his hand, and walked down the court with his teammates.

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Michael Bernard, who walked out of the stadium, did not intend to continue to stay. Although many people had gathered in the square again, they still shouted Dunn's name, and the scene was very lively.

"Let's go back to the bar for a drink, guys." Michael said to his companions.

"Don't stay to send Tony?" Thin Bill was a little strange.

"We have already delivered it." Michael pointed in the direction of the door and said, "Tony who walked out of this door later is not the head coach Tony Dunn. I want to go back for a drink, shout for a game, and have a dry mouth. Dry tongue."

Burns said to the side, "Me too."

The two people enjoy high prestige in the hearts of this group of fans, and since they have said so, there is no objection.

"Well, let's go back and have a drink, in order to..." Fat John suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Cheers to the past sixteen years, and bid farewell to those people and things in the sixteen years." Michael raised his hand.

He waved goodbye to the Crimson Stadium.

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Pierce Bruce has no time to stand aside, pretending to exclaim "an era is over." From the final whistle to the present, he has been busy, too busy to stop and take a closer look-this is Tony Dunn's last game!

He and other colleagues, centered on Tony Dunn, followed him to the west on the court, saying goodbye to the players and fans, and then came to the press conference hall together. Now that Dunn was seated at the table full of microphones, cell phones, recorders, and interview machines, he had time to think about the half hour that had just passed.

The Forest team won the game against Manchester United, and Tony Dunn maintained his unbeaten record against Mourinho in his coaching career. These are not the main points. Now think back to when Dunn bid farewell to the players and coaches in the center of the court, he felt that Dunn’s influence would not diminish with his departure. On the contrary, his influence here might still be Stronger.

After Cruyff left Barcelona, ​​he was still the godfather of Barcelona. He always published various articles and comments about Barcelona in the media. He praised Barcelona for playing well. He criticized Barcelona for not playing well. He has a say in who chooses to be the head coach. Which player should sell which player should buy. His advice is always the Barcelona coach can’t ignore... …

But unlike the flying Dutchman, Bruce felt that Dunn's influence would not be demonstrated through the above situation.

In fact, judging from Dunn's performance after his first retirement, he probably wouldn't mention Nottingham Forest much after his retirement, as if the name "Nottingham Forest" had never appeared in his life. He will never interfere with the forest team's team building policy, nor will he make any mistakes about the forest team's employment strategy. Whether the forest team plays well or not is other people's business to him. He is so strange, expressing his feelings for the Forest team in this indifferent way, it seems that only the farther the distance makes him feel that the feelings in his heart are still pure.

But in spite of this, looking at today's scene, his position in the hearts of the Forest fans is still unshakable. I believe it will be the same after a few years. He didn't need to say anything, he didn't need to do anything. But as soon as someone mentions his name, that invisible influence will begin to show.

Robin Hood has been dead for more than 900 years, and his influence is still there. It has been repeatedly acclaimed and incorporated into literature, scripts, and games. Tony Dunn is almost treated like this, right?

The divine Bruce was awakened by the news release officer's "The press conference begins now." The room that was originally noisy immediately fell silent, and everyone was looking forward to it, waiting for Dunn to deliver his "parting speech" ".

Mourinho has already left. While most of the reporters were still on the court, he accepted interviews from several Manchester media outlets and left in a hurry. A huge stage was left to Don.

What a considerate opponent...

Dunn looked at the expectant reporters below and cleared his throat. Just this action made the people sit up straight, stick their heads forward, and **** their ears.

Dunn had a good time.

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The catwalk activity is over, and Shania has just come out of the curtain call by the designer holding hands. Now she is standing in front of the background board and being interviewed by reporters.

"Yes, it's true that I want to quit the modeling industry and the entertainment industry. I made this decision after serious consideration." For the first time, Shania admitted in front of the media that this had long been frowned upon. The fact is.

"It is a complete withdrawal, and I will never come back again."

Shania fiddled with her brown hair, and she had a plain face with her makeup removed, and she was completely different from the iceberg beauty on the catwalk. Now she has a gentle smile on her face, patiently and meticulously answering every question from reporters, without any emotion of impatience.

"After the launch, I will accompany my husband and daughter first, and then think about the future... Maybe I will be a fashion designer."

The reporters still want to pursue the real inside story. For them, all the answers that can be seen in the media are of no value, and the true correct answers are those you never know.

"The real reason for withdrawing?" Shania did not express annoyance to the questioner. Instead, she showed the young male reporter a smile that could stop the other's heartbeat for a second.

"It's simple, I'm pregnant."

When Shania spoke this sentence lightly, none of the people present had reacted yet. With inertial expressions on their faces, they waited for the real answer to come out. No one realizes that the real answer has appeared.

"Ah..." The reporter who asked the question was the fastest responder. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but only made such a sound.

Shania looked at the quiet reporters in the audience and blinked mischievously. This scene was really interesting. She was so successful that she scared all reporters.

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"...I have nothing to say."

In the press hall of the Nottingham Crimson Stadium, Dunn said to reporters who were full of expectations.

"I know that many people like me, and many people hate me. I never thought of relying on something to change your opinion of me, even today. How you usually report, I will report me tomorrow, anyway I won’t go. Anyway, I’ll retire tomorrow."

Dunn opened his hands. He saw many of his enemies in the crowd. Such as Karl Spike, such as Chris Busscombe. Now he no longer quarrels with these people, he no longer needs to hype, he doesn't need to attract the firepower of the media in order to relieve the pressure on the players. After today, he can finally completely remove the heavy burden on his shoulders, and feel like an ordinary person until dawn.

"I just want to say goodbye to you all."

After saying this, Dunn stood up and wanted to leave!

The reporters were panicked, how could he let him go like this? We are prepared for a lot of questions, where did he go to ask? Outside of this, he is no longer the head coach of Nottingham Forest, and he can no longer answer reporters' questions.

A group of reporters got up from their seats, kicked over the chairs, trying to prevent Dunn from leaving.

"I still have a problem, Mr. Dunn!!" Chris Busscombi raised the notebook in his hand and shouted. It was densely written with words. "You can't just leave, the press conference is not over yet!"

"I said it's over." Dunn smiled at the Liverpool Echo reporter who hoped he would die.

"But we have the right to ask questions. You are a public figure..." Buscomby was still making his final struggle.

"I also have the right to refuse to answer."

Dunn shrugged.

Karl Spike originally wanted to shout a few times, but after seeing Buscomby's end, he squirmed his lips a few times without making a sound.

Dunn did not leave directly from the side door. He stepped off the stage and walked from the middle passage of the reporter's seat to the door, intending to leave directly from there-it was closer to the stadium gate.

The reporters stood up, but no one really dared to go up and hold him to ask questions.

On the contrary, everyone is making way for him, consciously or unconsciously.

Just as he approached the door, Pierce Bruce suddenly shouted: "Goodbye, Tony!"

He raised his hand and hung it in the air. He wanted to wave goodbye to Dun En, only then did he remember that Dun En could not see him with his back to him.

Dunn didn't look back or stopped when he heard these words. He just raised his right hand, waved behind him, and opened the door and walked out.

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Passing through a short corridor is the hall at the main entrance of the stadium. Dunn unexpectedly found someone there.

"Mr. Faisal? Shouldn't you be by Shania's side?"

The person standing in front of Dunn and grinning was Shania's agent, Fasal. No wonder Dunn felt strange and asked aloud. As long as Shania works in the field, Fasal is almost inseparable. Why does he appear in front of him now? Could it be that Shania ended her work early and came back?

Thinking of this, Dunn tilted his head and looked behind Fasar, hoping to see the familiar figure.

"Don't look, Mr. Dunn." Faisal said to him with a smile. "Sania is still in Paris. If nothing else, she should have just finished her last show now."

"Then you..." Dunn became more confused.

"I'm here to tell you some good news. Since Shania can't walk away, she can only let me come. I'm afraid I will change to anyone, you don't believe it."

Having said that, Fasal handed Dunn a piece of paper.

"The results of the hospital's examination."

Dunn took the thing suspiciously, glanced at it, and saw his wife's name in the subject column.

Before he could continue watching, Faisal's voice rang again: "Congratulations, Mr. Dunn. Your wife is pregnant."

Dunn didn't slam his head up and stared at Fasal, but was immersed in there. He couldn't believe what he had heard.

"Sania went for a checkup two months ago and she is pregnant. But she didn't tell you so as not to affect your work. Instead, she stayed until now, who would give you a retirement gift."

Fasal noticed that Dunn’s hand holding the checklist was shaking. He suddenly remembered that the man in front of him was a person who had a heart attack. In case he couldn’t stand the stimulus, he would have a heart attack...

Fasal didn't dare to think about such a thing, he quickly called: "Mr. Dunn, are you okay?"

Dunn raised his head and looked at Fasar, he grinned, "I... okay... very good..."

After saying this, his anger eased: "I'm fine, thank you for telling me such good news, Mr. Faisal."

Fasal originally thought that Dunn would talk a lot with excitement, but he didn't expect Dunn to leave after saying this.

He instinctively asked, "Where are you going, Mr. Dunn?"

"Come back home."

Dunn said and walked out of the hall.

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"I think all the police officers in Nottingham are here!"

A fan who was blocked by a police wall complained.

No wonder these people complained, the fans originally planned to get close to their idols. However, these policemen were on the verge of an enemy, forcibly separating the fans and giving up a five-meter wide passage from the stadium gate to the parking lot.

With John Lennon’s lessons learned, they can’t guarantee that there will be some radical, fanatical and mentally disordered fans who suddenly assassinate Dunn because they don’t want Dunn to leave, leaving Dunn forever. This is not a joke, so the local police are like a big enemy, for fear that Mark David Chapman (the murderer of Lennon) among these fans.

When Dunn appeared in front of everyone, the fans in the square burst into huge cheers. They became agitated, and the police present were embarrassed by the surging crowd.

Dunn was not surprised to see this scene, he stood on the steps and waved to the excited fans. Then he bowed his head down the steps and walked out of the passage that had become distorted.

BBC5 broadcast this scene to the world.

Amidst the cheers of tens of thousands of people, their king stepped down the steps of the throne and walked out of the palace on a red carpet. The crown was left on the throne by him, and the magnificent palace did not leave him any nostalgia, and he turned a deaf ear to the voices of his subjects.

In the turbulent red crowd, he was so calm in black. He folded the sheet in his hand and placed it in his personal pocket, and patted it lightly. Then he took out his sunglasses and put on them, and walked slowly through the excited crowd with his head raised.

The sixteen championship trophies, the sixteen years of ups and downs, the days that were admired by thousands of people, and the endless arguments surrounding him were all left behind by him step by step.

Over a thousand years ago, the Roman conqueror who returned home was defeated.

Enjoy the glory of triumph and the moving parade.

There are trumpeters, musicians, and exotic animals that conquer the land.

There are also cars full of treasures and captured weapons.

The conqueror rides a triumphant chariot.

The prisoner of war was sitting in front of the car wearing a chain.

His children, dressed in white robes, stand with him in a chariot or ride with him on horseback.

A slave held a golden crown and stood behind the conqueror.

Whispered warning in his ear:

All glory is just a passing moment.

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PS, the first one today. The second episode will be released at 6 pm, with the epilogue and postscript released together. Thank you again for your support and company over the past two years. We bid farewell temporarily, just for a better reunion in the future.

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