Godfather Of Champions

It has been a week since Dunn went to find Stuart Moore and Des Walker. During this time, the youth team played a fourth group youth league. Compared with the previous game, Dunn gave During the half-time of the game, George Wood still performed well, and it was even better than last time. Chris Lak believes this is due to Wood's excellent psychological quality.

"Oh my God, Tony. This kid never seems to know how to write ‘nervous’!" Chris Lak sighed.

Dunn laughed loudly: "That's because he always skipped class when he was in school!"

Of course this is a joke. Dunn didn't tell Chris Luck that Wood has performed so well in two consecutive games. In addition to his psychological quality, there is another very important reason. That was Sophia, his mother watching him on the sidelines.

Wood told Dunn that he and his mother had reached an agreement-if the weather was fine on the day he had a home game, he would allow his mother to watch the game. If it rains or looks like it is going to rain, it won't work.

After listening to Wood, Dunn smiled and said to him: "Don't worry, George. As long as we play at home, it will definitely not rain on sunny days."

Sure enough, on the next day of the game, the sky was clear and sunny above Nottingham in early winter. George Wood also performed a perfect half-time performance under the watchful eyes of his mother Sophia, helping the team defeat the opponent 2:1. Dunn asked him to defend the opponent's offensive core. As a result, the core that was still active in the first half could hardly find anyone in the second half. In the end, the opposing coach could only replace it. Dunn also took this opportunity to let Wood learn to apply the training set in actual combat-as a fixed position of the midfielder, building the first line of defense on the back line, rather than defending someone alone.

Although there were some mistakes, all the coaching staff saw that this young man was walking step by step in the right direction.

Give him time, let him play, and then... what will we gain?

Really look forward to his future!

At the same time, Collymore's life became increasingly sad.

He fulfilled his words-refused to accept all forms of interviews by the Nottingham Evening Post, and then his good days were completely over.

Pierce Bruce, James Robson, etc. reporters of the Evening Post, large and small, have become anti-Collymore vanguards. Even if he is a little stunned to answer questions at the press conference after the game, he will make it late. The Post caught the attack, and found some seemingly specious excuses to install him.

Readers also like to read this kind of report, and the sales of the Evening Post have increased and the scolding has become more vigorous.

Today is Sunday. The Nottingham Forest first team went to Wigan to play. Dunn didn’t have to go to the City Stadium to watch the game. He was in a good mood. He got up early, made a simple breakfast, and then watched the morning news on TV while enjoying the beautiful morning. . Since knowing that he is about to return to the coaching bench of the first team, he feels as good as he can see the sun every day in winter.

The sports news from last night is being replayed on the TV. This is the local TV station in Nottingham. Nottingham Forest and Nottsshire are the two teams that they pay most attention to. As for the Super League, they have to be ranked behind these two teams.

The Forest team has recently been the focus of media attention because of their poor results and the incompetent head coach.

If Collymore doesn’t come up with anything else, and the team’s performance continues to decline like this, Nottingham Forest will be "honoured" to become the first team that has won the European Champions League after the end of the season. Team struggling in the third division.

Looking back on some of the glorious history of this team, and then looking at their current terrible situation, it is really heartbreaking. There are even newspapers that can’t wait to put up such a headline: The former European champion is dead, the prospect is bleak! They no longer believe that the Forest team can come back to life in the remaining half of the season.

TV reporters randomly interviewed fans on the street, asking them their views on the prospects of the team and Collymore. Dunn saw that they interviewed four people, and none of them had any good words. Three people attributed the team's poor performance to Collymore's low level and lack of professional ethics. At the same time, there are two people who believe that the club board should also be responsible for the team's current bad situation-

"If they hadn't fired Coach Tony Dunn, maybe we are now in the top six in the league!"

"Wrong, idiot!" Dunn pointed his fork at the fat fan on the screen and said, "We should be ranked first in the league!"

"If Brian Clough was still there, the situation would not be so bad." A female fan said painfully, shaking her head facing the camera. The male fan standing next to her, obviously her husband, took the conversation.

"I think Tony Dunn can do it too, but unfortunately now he is in the youth team."

These words made Dunn feel very useful, it can make people look forward to themselves like the legendary Clough of the forest team, and really have a sense of accomplishment. He even felt that when he led the team to the play-offs in the second half of last season, his expectations and prestige in the minds of fans were not as high as those dormant in the youth team.

It may be that people always have high expectations for things they don't have yet.

When Dunn was intoxicated by the TV alone, his cell phone rang.

Ian Stuart Moore called.

"Mr. Dunn, I found the person you asked me to find."

Half an hour later, Dunn and Moore were already sitting on the train from Nottingham to London.

"Freddy Eastwood (Freddy`Eastwood) was born on October 29, 1983 in Epsom (Epsom) in southwest London. He lives in Basel with his wife and son under one year old. Basildon." Moore, who was sitting across from Dunn, was still calm, speaking slowly, but Dunn was looking forward to seeing that person. "We got to the London station, then took the subway, and then transferred."

Dunn shook his head, and said excitedly: "No, Mr. More, don't have to be so troublesome. Let's rent a car directly."

Moore was expressionless, his body swaying slightly with the rhythm of the train. "It looks like you don't want to wait for a minute, Mr. Dunn."

"Yes, Mr. More." Dunn said with a smile. "To tell you, I wish I could see him soon!"

"I can understand Mr. Dunn's mood. But... I heard that he had just been maliciously fouled and kicked his leg in a youth team match in the first half of the year." Moore said slowly, his eyes never blinking. He looked at Dun En, who had already noticed something wrong sitting opposite. "He was still at West Ham United, and their opponent in that game was called Nottingham Forest."

The smile on Dunn's face completely solidified...

The two called the taxi company directly from the London train station, called a black taxi, and drove them to Busselton in east London.

Dunn, who was sitting in the car, was no longer as excited as he was when he started. He sat in the back row, turned his head and looked at the rolling fields and buildings passing by in silence.

After seeing the other party and reporting the purpose and origin of this trip, how should I face him?

The wilderness outside the car gradually decreased, and there were more buildings lined up, and they finally arrived in Busselton.

As soon as he entered the town, Moore asked the driver to park the car on the side of the road.

"Next, we have to walk in." He said to Dun En.

Dunn got out of the car and looked at the surroundings. They are now on the A127 section of the national highway connecting London and Busselton. There are houses on both sides, and two rows of bushes with a height of one person separate these houses from the road. Because the leaves have fallen a lot in winter, they still look densely packed.

Moore led the way without saying a word, and Dunn followed silently behind. Through a brief contact with the old man, Dunn found that Moore was not a talker, so he didn't take the initiative to chat with him.

After walking for a short distance, there are hard dirt roads under my feet, and there are more and more bushes on both sides of the road. Dunn always feels that they are not looking for people, but to visit wild animals...

"Where does he live?" Tang En couldn't help asking.

At this moment, Moore stopped, then turned around and said to him: "Here, Mr. Dunn."

Dunn stood up from behind Moore, then looked around. This is a residential area, yes, surrounded by old-fashioned red brick spire houses. There is an open space surrounded by bushes in the center of the building complex.

Then Dunn saw a yellow long wagon parked in the center of the clearing. There were white curtains with lace in the windows. Two red folding seats were placed outside the car, three full A bucket of water and a few empty basins. A rope was pulled up between the two trees a little further away, and there were a few fancy cloth pieces hanging on it, which looked like women’s clothes...

Seeing this scene, Dunn opened his mouth wide, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and asked the silent Moore: "This is... is his home?"

Moll nodded.

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