Godfather Of Champions

"Des, I don't want this kind of mess to disturb my game."

"Ok?"

"I want to win the rest of the game! I want to let the fans who laugh at us and insult us, and the idiot coach... deeply understand what they end up doing!" Dunn looked down at his watch, and then The fourth official walking towards the sweaty head.

"I suggest entering the intermission early." He pointed to the court and said to the fourth official. "Now there is only one minute from the end of the first half. It's not okay to have my players wait on the court. Who knows those What will the crazy fans do? If they break through the police and run up to attack my player, can you bear the responsibility? Enter the intermission, we go back to the locker room and hand over all the problems here to the police !" These words made the sweat on the fourth official's forehead more intensive...

It just so happened that Millwall's head coach McCrelly also came up and expressed the same opinion.

Dunn didn't have the idea of ​​standing in the same trench with the other party. He saw McCrelly approaching and turned around and walked back. Because of what happened just now, he doesn't have a good impression of this person.

Since the head coaches of both teams hope to enter the halftime early, the fourth official called the head referee and discussed a few words with him. Then the head referee stood on the sidelines and blew the whistle to indicate the end of the midfield. The players of both sides started Running to the locker room, obviously they also think it is very dangerous to stay on the court... The fans are rioting, just leave it to the police. There is nothing to let them stay on the court.

Dunn saw the scene he hoped to see, and walked back to the locker room.

The first half of the third quarter-final of the League Cup ended in such a farce and riot...

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All the players went into the locker room, and even the substitute players who were supposed to warm up on the court during the intermission, Walker called back together. I'm going to warm up at this time, kidding...

Dunn stood at the door of the locker room, watching the players ran in from him with their heads down.

Compared with the frustrated Forest players, the leading Millwall players are very excited, even if the fan riots did not affect their mood too much. There are even people who deliberately laughed and talked about Cahill's goal when passing the forest team's locker room, such as the same Australian central defender Kevin Muscat.

Hearing the unpleasant laughter of that drake, Dunn glanced at him. The opponent shrugged proudly after seeing the success of Dun En's attention, and then smiled with his teammates and walked away.

Turning his head back, Dunn walked into the locker room and closed the door. Suddenly, the laughter and noise outside could not be heard.

Looking at a room of dejected players, Dunn seemed to feel that time had gone back in time. How similar it was to the scene he traveled here in January.

Of course there are some differences. For example, at that time, Dunn didn’t know what his future was, he was at a loss, as if a drowning man was thumping in the water, and he wanted to hold anything that could save his life. , Even if it's just a straw.

What now? He has a goal to fight, he knows what he should do and what he is doing. Don't be confused, don't hesitate, don't doubt...The heart is firm, and the foot is a solid road. Every foot on it will leave his footprints. These footprints accumulate and extend from here to the distance.

This is his road to honor, his road to championship.

Everyone bowed their heads and remained silent, and the atmosphere in the locker room was particularly depressing. A hundred times more depressing than on the subway.

Walker wanted to say something very much, but looking at Dunn and the players who were showing his face, he didn't seem to know what to say. Say "we will definitely win"? Who would believe such unconvincing words? Say "everyone cheer up", what effect does this kind of light and perfunctory encouragement have?

At this moment, he wished that Dunn could speak, no matter what he said, even making a random noise would be better than keeping everyone silent! The morale of the team... the morale of the team is about to die in this uncomfortable silence!

Tony!

Walker turned his head to look at Dun En, and found that he was staring at the wall of the dressing room, as if there was something very attractive there.

Finally someone couldn't stand the embarrassing atmosphere and coughed. Then more players looked up and looked at the coach strangely.

Such a movement finally brought back Dunn's gaze, he looked at the curious players and smiled. "I'm sorry, I just thought of something." Now the people in the team who have not been coached by him last season are Lebrov, Gareth Taylor, Gunnarson, Danny Sauna. He I intend to give these people a brief review of what happened last time.

"Well, I thought of some things about the team I just took over last season." Dunn was not in a hurry to arrange tactics, he told the story. "At that time, the team situation was worse than it is now. Yes, how bad is it...Financial crisis, no transfer fee, all the money the players traded has to be used to repay debts, the team is ranked in the middle of the game, everyone wants to escape City Stadium. We lost several games in a row. In the first game of my coaching team, we lost each other 0:3 at home. I was knocked to the ground by David and made a big make-believe. "Speaking of this, Dunn pointed to Johnson, and the black guy lowered his head embarrassedly.

"The situation is very bad. Everyone in the team must be very clear last season. And when it gets worse, we will soon face the super team West Ham in the FA Cup... even though they are now the same as us. The first-class team, but they were still very good at that time. That game..." Dunn raised his head. That game really made him unforgettable. "Before the intermission, we got three shots from the opponent. It's bad, isn't it? It's terrible!"

Even though he said that, Dunn laughed.

The old players in the locker room also laughed. Only a few new guys looked at the people around them inexplicably. Is it funny to be three goals behind?

"At that time, we had no way of retreating, not at all! We didn't want to do anything in the second half, and we would lose more balls! But what happened? We pulled them four goals!" Dunn called out, feeling like he was in the city that day. The enthusiasm came back, "Four! No one was optimistic about us before the game, we let the super team West Ham United faceless! In the end, only the referee can escape! That **** referee blew us both off. This ball, although we lost to the opponent in terms of rules, I never regarded that as a failure." Dunn stood at the door of the locker room and said to the players who were dedicated to listening to him.

"Now? The team ranks fourth from the bottom in the league. We have just changed the head coach and morale is low. Before this game, we had a lot of trouble. We fell behind by one goal in the game and were stimulated by the singing of the **** in the stands. We, the fans riot... wait, wait. Are we going to lose? Don't be kidding!" Dunn waved his hand, "It's just one goal behind! We can all get back three goals behind, let alone just one goal!"

"Michael! Andy! And everyone else, did you hear those singing in the stands just now?" Dunn asked loudly.

"I heard, boss," Andy replied in a low voice.

"What do you think?"

"I... I can't wait to kill those bastards!" Dawson clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Like him, there are other Forest players who have experienced the pain of failed upgrades last season.

"Me too." Dunn nodded and said, "but we can't do this. We can teach them another way."

The players all looked up at Dunn. In fact, they knew the way, but they all looked forward to saying that from the boss.

"They sprinkled salt on our wounds, hoping to anger us, make us lose our calm, make us hesitate, make us unwilling to fight, let us surrender! They thought they did it! We are now one goal behind and we are downcast The idiots in Millwall, from fans to the team, are waiting to see our jokes! I bet that the home team’s locker room must be full of laughter, just like you imagine. !"

Dunn slammed the door and made a loud bang.

"We ourselves were insulted by them!" Dunn poked his chest and said, "Our fans were insulted by them!" He pointed to the ceiling again, "Even the dead have to be insulted by those bitches. !!!"

"Boom!" Another fist hit the door.

"Yes! They succeeded! They angered us!"

"Boom!"

"But they will soon regret doing this! We have to let them know what it is that irritates us!"

"Boom!"

Apart from the bang of Tang En's fist on the iron door in the small locker room, there was no other sound. Everyone looked at the almost crazy head coach, the loud noise seemed to hit their hearts. Tell them over and over again: What is shame!

"The second half... defeated them with goals in the second half! Those **** sang a few times, and we scored a few goals raised by their bitches! Sing once, score one! Sing once, score one! Until **** again I don’t dare to open my mouth! I can’t even **** speak—allow—allow!!"

"Boom—Boom—Boom!!"

Dun En's roar echoed in the room, his left fist seemed to be a burnt iron ingot, and the iron door of the dressing room was trembling and screaming under his constant knocks.

Everyone was shocked by Dunn's murderous aura...

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