Godfather Of Champions

Excited players jumped up from their seats and pulled their necks, blushing and roaring. Even those who were not on the team last season could not help but clenched their fists and felt the blood surge. The nostalgic dressing room atmosphere in the first half of the year gradually recovered.

Walker looked at Dunn, who was roaring with the players. A simple phone call can allow him to play the role he wants... Tony, Paul Hart did not misunderstand you; Ian Bowyer did not misunderstand you; neither did "the boss" misunderstand you. . As for me, I am so lucky to be able to work with you. But it's a pity... that's the end of the season.

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Dunn's adjustment during the intermission was completely beyond the expectations of the Crystal Palace head coach. Rebrov is still on the court, but his position has changed from being a forward forward to a midfielder! Steve Camper turned to look at assistant coach Brevant: "Terry?"

Brevante shook his head, but he didn't quite understand.

Standing behind the center circle waiting for the kick-off, Rebrov suddenly discovered that the court in front of him was so wide and the gap between the opposing guards was so big. From the forward to the midfield, he just changed his position on the field, and he saw a world completely different from before.

He turned to look at the coaching bench on the sidelines again. Tony Dunn stood there, shouting at him, waving his hands, but he couldn't hear the English with a strong accent. It doesn't matter, I know what I should do.

I have very good technique, I am fast, I am good at dribbling, there is no problem with letting me in the back row and breaking through the ball! When Shepchenko and I fought side by side at Dynamo Kyiv and opened the doors of AC Milan and Barcelona, ​​I was not a pure striker. Andrei was at the forefront. I would retreat, and I would give him Passing the ball, he scored a goal.

I am a midfield organizer! I can't score, but I can assist!

He looked at the tall but bulky English defenders and laughed. When you let me face the goal, it's unlucky time for you... I promise.

Walker, sitting on the coach's bench, saw Dunn turning back. He just let Lebrov pass the ball loudly from the sidelines and run more interspersed. I don't know if the Ukrainians heard it.

"Tony, why did you suddenly think that a striker who has never played midfielder in training should change to this position in the game?" Walker asked, pointing to Rebrov on the court.

"The problem with Rebrov is not that he is not level enough, but that he doesn't adapt to the British style of playing, and he is fiercely pressing against the defenders. Over time, he loses the confidence to shoot, and then other confidence is also lost. His skills are still there. Now, it’s just not placed in a suitable position to play. I asked him to withdraw, away from the defenders he was afraid of, give him space to move, and let him face the offensive direction. With his skills and consciousness, in the League of Legends It can still play a big role inside. In addition..." Dunn looked at the coaching bench of the visiting team next door, he smiled, "The current head coach of Crystal Palace is an idiot, he is not as good as his assistant coach. This change will make He couldn't figure it out, and then made a wrong judgment. We must win this game. You know, Dess, I suddenly changed my mind."

"What idea?" Walker didn't understand.

"We not only want to make a breakthrough in the cup, but I also want to be directly promoted to the Premier League at the end of the season!"

Walker's eyes widened and looked at Dunn, who was almost grinning.

"Don't you believe it, Des? Even if we are now the last one, it is not impossible to become a league champion by the end of the season."

Seeing Dun En so confident, Walker murmured: "It's a crazy plan..."

The game has started, Dunn stood up from the coach's bench, he was going to the sidelines to direct the game. Before leaving, he turned his head and glanced at Walker, giving him a more shocking goal: "The first division champion, the English Premier League quota, the English League Cup or the FA Cup champion, the UEFA Cup qualification... This time, I will never failure!"

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John and the others stood in the stands and continued to watch the game with a plastic cup of beer in their hands.

"Why is that Ukrainian still on the court? Why doesn't Tony replace him? I can see that he is not good at all!" Someone complained.

John glared at him: "You are so good, you go to be the head coach! Watch the game honestly, and still don't believe him? Tony has never let us down!"

The head coach of Crystal Palace, Steve Camper, turned out to be the team’s sports director, not the head coach. His little ability to lead the team, the result is-Crystal Palace played 22 rounds in the league. Ranked third from the bottom.

For Dun En's adjustment, he couldn't see the significance.

If you can't score, let the striker go to midfield? Coach Tony Dunn, your tactical changes are taken for granted!

Playing 451, two defensive midfielders, do you want to lose fewer penalties at home? Stop dreaming, my Andrew is in good shape!

He just finished talking in his heart, the Forest team grabbed Andrew Johnson's ball in the backcourt, and then Gu Nelson passed it to Rebrov, who was waiting sideways in front. Dunn specifically explained the offensive organization of the Forest team. , Now to Rebrov. Give him full trust and hope to harvest a completely different super player.

Rebrov, who got the ball, found that no one rushed to defend himself, kicking and dragging him. He calmly adjusted the football and then drove the ball to the Crystal Palace defense line.

"Sergey Rebrov, he has dribbled for one... the second! It’s hard to believe this is the Rebrov we’ve seen! He passed the third Crystal Palace defender, he Break into the restricted area—"

Rebrov discovered that the guards who had scared him were nothing but wooden stakes. Yes, he looked at it from another angle and found that the whole world was different!

The defender of Crystal Palace Darren Powell (Darren`Powell) rushed up. Rebrov deftly buckled the football, intending to continue to wipe it in, but was tripped by the opponent.

"Darren Powell...penalty! Penalty!" cried the TV commentator.

Without waiting for the referee's whistle to sound first, the city stadium rang louder.

"Penalties——!!!"

Dunn, who saw this scene on the sidelines, jumped up from the ground. Damn, I made a right bet!

The referee ran to the foul spot and pointed at the white spot in the middle of the penalty area-yes, a penalty!

"This is a penalty, no doubt! Lebrov broke through the entire defense of the Crystal Palace alone and won the opportunity for the team to tie the score. His performance is nothing like before! Tony Dunn This magician, what did he say during the intermission? Just changing the position of Rebrov made the Ukrainians reborn!"

Rebrov, who fell into the penalty area, got up from the ground. He saw the Crystal Palace players begging for mercy from the referee, while the Forest teammates threw their arms towards him... Then, he fell on the court again on.

Penalty? I created it?

This feels really good!

Andy Reid scored a penalty kick made by Rebrov into the goal, and huge cheers broke out from the stands again. They cheered for Reid, who will leave the team during the winter break. Of course, this time Rebrov's name also appeared in their cheers.

The Forest equalized the score and beat the Crystal Palace players and their head coach. Fifteen minutes later, Rebrov finally scored!

When all the defenders were preventing Lebrov from breaking through, he chose to shoot vigorously from outside the penalty area. The football went straight into the gate of the Crystal Palace team like a cannonball!

"Sergei-Rebrov!!!" There was a huge cheer from the stands.

"This is Rebrov! This is Rebrov who partnered with Shepchenko and made AC Milan and Barcelona tremble!"

On the court, Lebrov was pressed down by his teammates for the second time, while Dunn on the sidelines was hugged by the excited Walker.

"I believe you, Tony! We can, we really can!"

At the same time, Evan Daugherty in the VIP box got up from his seat and stretched out his hand to the frustrated Crystal Palace chairman Simon Jordan. He was happy that he did not do a big **** twisting impolitely in front of the other party.

"It's a pity, Mr. Michael Jordan." He said with a smile on his face. "Although you have the same name as the American basketball god, it is a pity that this is a football game."

The expression on Simon Jordan's face became even more embarrassing, his hand stretched out in the air, neither holding it nor closing it...

Outside the box, there was a roar from the Forest team fans: "Victory!" It was like a thunderbolt in the night sky, reflecting the pale face of Mr. Crystal Palace.

Pierce Bruce looked around the boiling stands in the press stand, and then looked at Tony Dunn, who was off the court and the players who ran back celebrating the goal. He suddenly thought of that sentence, the sentence he heard when he was taken to the forest bar.

The man was standing there, among a group of admirers, with his arms outstretched as if to embrace the whole world. In the shout of "Tony! Tony", he roared like a lion, the king of beasts.

"One day, one day I will be back! Then, you will hear even greater cheers than this!"

Greater cheers... The stands under his feet trembled in the greater cheers, his eardrums were swollen and painful, and he couldn't hear anything, but he knew it was a cry to welcome the man back.

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