Godfather Of Champions

The deadlock was finally broken by the laughter of Dunn and Moore. Regardless of whether it was MacDonald or Eastwood, seeing Tony Dunn appeared in front of them was very relieved-someone who could prove they were right came.

"Tony, you can count..."

"Mr. Coach, tell him quickly, I am not a liar, I am a professional player!"

Now Dun En couldn't speak at all, he just watched the two red-faced people pursing their lips and laughing hard. Moore explained to him: "I think... there was a misunderstanding between the two of you..."

"Yes, that's right..." Dunn was finally able to relax. "Thank you Ian for your dedication, but the person in front of you who reports in the station wagon is indeed the player I signed."

MacDonald opened his mouth and couldn't believe it. He pointed to the yellow station wagon outside that almost blocked the entire gate and asked: "Professional players living in this car?"

Dunn nodded and didn't speak yet. Eastwood interrupted impatiently: "This is the tradition of our gypsies!"

Macdonald pointed reluctantly at the back of the car, where there was a trailer hanging on the station wagon. Dunn looked at it and was taken aback.

"Bringing a Malay training base is also a gypsy tradition?" the old guard asked.

Eastwood exclaimed: "Yes! Before the automotive industry was born... ahem, we gypsies traveled the world by horse-drawn caravans! Horses and dogs are the most loyal companions of gypsies. , Just like family..."

Before he finished speaking, his wife was upset by his wife: "Stop teasing, Freddie. I asked you to leave it at your father's house, but you won't do it. You see, Mr. Coach's brows are frowning."

Dunn was indeed a bit embarrassed. It was good to say that the station wagon was parked recently, what happened to this horse... This is the training base of professional teams, not the zoo.

"But...that's the secret that I can guarantee the status!" Eastwood was still stiff.

"I told you a long time ago that your warm-up habit of going shopping on horseback every morning of the race should be changed!"

When the young couple was arguing, there was already a long line outside the gate. The players, coaches, and other staff of the club came to the base at this time to start the day's work. But now their cars are blocked by Eastwood's station wagon and cannot get in. Many curious players simply gathered around the trailer, watching the horse eating hay with its head down and talking.

Dunn also found Evan Daggerty in the crowd!

Damn, Eastwood, you're bull! The team caused such a sensation on the first day. It's a pity that the media is not there, otherwise you will be red, red!

Evan saw a pair of young-looking men and women clamoring at the gate, and they walked past the crowd. He looked at Dun En strangely: "Tony, what's the matter?"

Dunn was also a little embarrassed, he scratched his head: "Uh... new player, the first one I signed... is the Eastwood I told you." He pointed to Eastwood who was still noisy. Couple, it’s really strange. The little child who was crying just now was lying quietly in his mother’s arms, with big bright eyes open, watching his father and mother quarreling endlessly, he even grinned. !

What kind of people are this family...

Evan was not angry, but laughed: "It's funny. But you'd better advise them to drive in, otherwise we can't get in."

Dunn nodded, and then interrupted the quarrel between Eastwood and his wife: "I said, Eastwood... Well, you guys get the car in first. Go..." He wanted to say the parking lot. , But when I think about it, when such a large car is put into the parking lot, it basically takes up one-third of the space. How can other cars park? He turned his head and saw an open space at the entrance of Building One, so he pointed to it and said, "Get the car there, and we will talk about your horse in detail."

"Okay, I listen to you, Mr. Coach." Eastwood glared at his little wife, then returned to the car and started the wagon.

Hearing the roar of the engine, the horse on the trailer finally stopped eating and looked up curiously at the surrounding players.

Eastwood saw the people around the car in the rearview mirror. He poked his head and waved his hands and shouted, "Guys! Give way, I'm going to reverse the car!!"

Hearing this, those people hurriedly backed away, and the person who had parked the car behind the trailer quickly reversed to make room for the two-in-one behemoth.

Dunn and Evan stood at the door, watching Eastwood skilfully reversing, shifting gears, turning the steering wheel, and then smoothly wiping the door and turning in. Gee admiration.

The passage in front of the gate was set aside, so other people could drive in. When everyone passed the door, they did not forget to greet the coach and Mr. Chairman standing at the door.

Walker said hello and asked: "Tony, did the zoo come to send the horse?"

Hearing this question, Evan suddenly laughed beside him, and Dunn looked at Walker depressed: "Dess, why would you think of such a problem?"

"Uh...who are they?" he asked Eastwood and his wife who were walking towards him.

Dunn smiled and said to him: "The first player I signed during the winter transfer, the future striker of our team, the cheerful and optimistic Gypsy Freddy Eastwood, as well as his wife and children. "

Eastwood came over and said quickly: "Well, Mr. Coach, I parked the car there as you requested!"

Evan and Walker, who were totally unprepared, didn't hear the machine gun-like sudden words at all. Only Dunn and Moore understood. Dunn nodded: "Very well, Freddie. I'll introduce it to you." He pointed to Evan in a beige jacket and said.

"Mr. Evan Daugherty, the chairman of the club."

Evan and Eastwood shook hands. "Welcome, boy."

"Mr. Chairman, hello!"

Dunn pointed to Walker and said: "This is the team's assistant coach Des Walker."

The two also shook hands.

After the introduction, Dunn said to Eastwood: "Well, I need to let you know that the club will definitely not hold a press conference for you alone, but it will let you in before the FA Cup game. Meet the fans. But whether you can make it to that game depends on your training status."

Eastwood nodded. "No problem, it doesn't matter if you don't have a reporter. I don't like any press conferences. As long as there is a ball to play... Let's go training, Mr. Coach?" He leaned forward and asked Dunn.

Seeing him impatiently, everyone around laughed.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Freddie, we still have something to discuss. For example, your horse..." Dunn pointed to the trailer that was still being watched in the distance.

"Ah, Ma..." Eastwood just wanted to explain, when he heard a cough from his wife behind him. "Uh, Ma... well, just do whatever you want..."

Seeing Eastwood's depression, Dunn smiled: "Don't take the problem so seriously, Freddie. You can foster the horse in the zoo..."

Walker coughed next to him: "Tony, there is no zoo in Nottingham..."

"Uh..." Dunn scratched his head awkwardly, "I didn't expect that there is no zoo in the city surrounded by forest, okay...you can board them in those pet shops. Horses are also pets?"

No one disputed.

"Well, in a pet store, sign a contract and let them take care of you. If you don’t take care of it, you will lose money. Then every morning of the home game, you take out your horse, ride it on the street, and finish. Your top secret warm-up." Dunn clapped his hands, "Don’t you think this is good? And if you perform well, score a lot of goals, and make a lot of money, you can buy a small manor outside Nottingham. You can keep the horse in the garden, and you can ride it whenever you want."

Eastwood thought about it, and then nodded in agreement: "Well, if I find that those pet stores are not taking good care of my horse, I will send it back to my father."

"Very well, let's solve the second question... Freddie, do you have to live in a station wagon? The era of caravans has passed. As far as I know, many gypsies are now living in brick houses. , Those fixed residences with garages."

On this point, Eastwood's wife agrees with him. "Sorry, Mr. Coach. We are used to living in a car. In addition, Sam is the son of a gypsy, and he must also live in the caravan first." The young wife Serem said while looking at the son in her arms.

I really didn't expect this young couple to be so traditional. Dunn gave up his plan to persuade them and shrugged: "Well, anyway, Freddy, I just want you to score me, and I don't care where you live. It just so happens that there are large unused open spaces in the training base. You can find a suitable place to park your home...but I have a piece of advice, don’t get too close to the stadium, and be careful of flying footballs that break your glass. Go, choose a good place and park your car there, absolutely no need I'm worried that the congressmen here will come to trouble you. This is the site of our forest team." Dunn opened his hand and said, "park the car and go to training ground No. 1. We are about to start training."

Watching Eastwood run away, Evan said happily: "Tony, why do you always find such a funny guy?"

Walker frowned next to him: "But to be honest...Tony, have you seen him play?" Obviously, he was not very relieved about this player who didn't know the exact details.

"If you have an amateur game, you should have seen it." Dunn told the truth. You can't lie about this issue, because Walker's coaching staff must know the real situation of each player so that they can arrange the training plan for everyone.

Evan called out suddenly: "Tony, I seem to have heard you say that this person has been kicked and broken by our player?"

"Yes, George Wood."

Walker sighed, "Tony, are you really sure he is the one we need?"

The yellow station wagon just passed by them, and Eastwood stuck his head out of the driver's seat window and shouted to Dunn: "Mr. Coach! Which course is the training ground number one?"

Dunn waved his hand to the other side of the road: "Look at your right! The human piece!"

Eastwood turned to look at it, then turned back, "I see it! Thank you, Mr. Coach!"

The modern caravan continued to drive forward, then turned a corner in front and concealed in a forest.

Dunn looked back at Walker, nodded, and answered his question with a certain tone: "I'm sure, Des. He will surprise us all."

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