Godfather Of Champions

In fact, the media was so "fighting" against an unknown player, mainly because Dunn announced the "ban" after the matter with Millwall, and did not allow any players or staff to accept interviews from the media. The team’s training has changed from open to closed. Not to mention reporters, even fans can’t find signatures from their favorite players on the sidelines of the training field.

The fans understand well, for the team's results. But the media is different. If you don't let them interview, you don't give them the opportunity to make news or let them make money. The English media is very competitive, and those reporters who run ahead may lose their jobs if they fail to write a report. Therefore, the media hope that the various clubs can cooperate.

However, Dunn didn't understand those things, he just thought that the team now needs a quiet atmosphere, adjust their mentality, and prepare for the next series of important games. So simply announce the team closed training. Unexpectedly, he offended the media who originally liked him very much. Even his newly signed Freddie Eastwood also suffered bad luck. Even his personal life habits have become an excuse to question his ability.

Dunn has read these media articles. For a new player, facing such a question is almost a disaster. Because he hasn't done anything yet, he has been completely denied first. The psychological quality is almost drowned in the media's saliva.

But Dunn was not in a hurry, because he found that Eastwood hadn't shown how he was affected in usual training. Either this gypsy never reads sports newspapers, or he has confidence in himself. Dunn is more inclined to the latter, based on his understanding of this gypsy in the past few days.

To this end, he put the Gypsies in the team's roster for the Stadium of Light. If the time is right, he will consider Eastwood on the field. There is no better way to refute those ignorant media with practical actions.

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January 6, the morning before the game. The rare sunshine in the sky of Nottingham brought a good mood to Dunn, who came to the training base in advance to wait for the players.

For the away game, the team will assemble this morning, and then go to Sunderland by car as a group, and go to the Stadium of Light in the afternoon for training to adapt to the venue and prepare for the next day of the league.

At the door, Dunn saw the familiar blue trailer, which was quietly parked inside the gate. Tang En followed the path outside the training ground and saw a man and a horse dangling towards him in the distance. The crisp sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility of the training base in the morning.

"Good morning, Freddie." When the other party approached, Dunn raised his hand to say hello.

"Good morning, sir." Freddie jumped off the horse and held the rein in his hand. He seems to be in a good mood.

"Are you accustomed to living here?"

"It's pretty good, it's quiet, no one bothers. Serim and I like to live here."

Dunn nodded: "That's good. If you have any difficulties in life, just mention it to the club. Everything can be solved... Well, except for building stables on the open space."

Eastwood smiled. He patted the dark horse on the neck, and then combed it with its shiny horsehair: "It's been in the pet store. It's okay. Serim and I searched a lot of places to find someone willing to take it in. Yes, no other home is that big."

"Well, you said you are a forest player, I think they would be more willing."

"Yes, sir. I said it, otherwise the owner of that store wouldn't be willing."

Dunn laughed: "Freddy, when you score in the game, I think that boss will rush to sign you another pet feeding contract."

The topic naturally shifted from life trivia to the game.

"Have you read what the media said about you?" Dunn asked.

Eastwood nodded. "I watched it, nothing new, it's all those words over and over again." He shrugged again and said disdainfully, "There is no evidence that I can't play well. Will I play this game, sir?"

Dunn shook his head and said honestly: "I don't know, it depends on the situation of the game. If we are too long to open the deadlock, I may consider you to play, I only bring you a forward, if you want to be a forward Only you can change the adjustment."

Seeing that Eastwood didn't speak anymore, he just kept petting his foal. Dunn asked, "Can you tell me, why do you like to warm up on horseback before the race?"

"I don't know why... I have always liked horses, maybe riding a horse for a walk can calm my heart and no longer be nervous. In fact, it is the same. I never get nervous about the upcoming race." Wood said his answer. Dunn believes that this is the secret of why he can continue to score goals-a normal heart.

I don’t care if there are reporters’ attention, I don’t care about questions in the media, I don’t care how much money I can make every week, I don’t care whether my life in a station wagon is shabby, I don’t care what people look at him, whether they look forward to it or disappointed, He never thinks about these things that are irrelevant to him.

Countless people care about how much they gain every moment, but they lose even more. Eastwood, this simple gypsy just wants to play football, so he got his first professional contract in his life.

Thinking of this, Dunn said to him: "Freddy, you already know the rumors about me in the team, right?" Dunn was referring to the legend that "the forest team's head coach has the ability to predict". It's from Enns' bar.

"Does it mean that wizard rumor, sir?"

"It seems that you already know it, yes! I have the ability to predict!"

"Is it more accurate than our gypsies?" Eastwood asked with a smile.

"Of course! Freddy, you will score many goals in the future, get trophies and medals with both hands, and then make a lot of money." Dunn pretending to be mysterious. "At that time, you can buy a piece of land, build a small manor by yourself, build a stable, and you can ride a horse and run happily every day!"

Eastwood laughed loudly: "Thank you for the suggestion, Mr. I will seriously consider it, if I really make so much money..."

"No, no, it's not a suggestion, it's a prophecy, a prediction. You will succeed, I don't think people will miss you!" After talking, Dunn looked at his watch, and it was almost time. "You go back for breakfast, it's almost time for the team to gather."

Eastwood bid farewell to Dunn, turned on his horse, pinched his legs, and left with a neighing sound.

Behind Dunn, the red forest team bus had stopped in front of the club base.

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Sunderland, Stadium of Light. A large screen is sandwiched between the two full stands, which clearly shows the two sides, the time of the competition, and the current score:

Sunderland vs. Nottingham Forest, 77 minutes, 0:0.

There was a lot of people in the stadium. Although the home team is still unable to start the situation, the fans of Sunderland are still singing loudly to cheer for the team. Dunn has seen a lot of such scenes in the City Stadium, and he no longer laments the "high quality of England fans".

At this moment, Freddy Eastwood, wearing the No. 23 jersey, is standing on the sidelines, waiting for the dead ball time.

He will replace the defensive midfielder Eugen Pope and Gareth Taylor as the double arrow. Dunn plans to make a fatal blow.

Freddie Eastwood, who was only 20 years old, experienced ups and downs in his life this year. He was born in the West Ham United Youth Training Camp and his future was ruined because of a fracture. At home, he can only help his father sell second-hand cars. It seems that this will happen all his life. He has a few children with his wife, and then lives in a caravan and leads a traditional gypsy life. But he returned to the court, but it was just an amateur game with no stands and no TV broadcasts. He wanted to prove that he could still play, even though his dream of becoming a professional player seemed to be getting farther away.

Until one day more than a month ago, a man came to the door and asked him: "Freddy, do you still want to play professional football?" The dream fire in his heart rekindled.

This man is the only one who believes that he can still play professional football, so he joined the team coached by this man, and now it is the first game to play on behalf of the team, although it is less than fifteen after the end of the game. Minutes away.

A minute ago, the man called himself up and told him to take off his warm-up vest and prepare to play. Without any extra words, he just told himself: "In essence, there is no difference between a professional game and an amateur game...So after receiving the ball, shoot more, whether you are outside the penalty area or in the goal area."

He was chewing gum with a relaxed expression. The boos and singing of those Sunderland fans in the stands can't frighten him, nor can the fourth-place team in the First Division. Because, in essence... there is no difference between amateur games and professional games. They are all played on the same scale. The goal will not be as big as an amateur, and football will not be heavier because it is a professional ball.

"The Nottingham Forest team made adjustments. They replaced the defensive midfielder Eugen Pope with the forward Freddie Eastwood who had just been introduced from the amateur league." John Mortensen explained programmatically. There was no difference in this substitution. "Coach Dunn wants to strengthen his offense. He does not want to return to Nottingham empty-handed. But there is nothing worth looking forward to in this substitution. A striker who has broken his leg and only played in the amateur league... Although I don't think Dunn The coach is a philanthropist, but this young man really can't make people expect too much." He shook his head and said.

Finally, the Forest team won a front court foul, and the fourth official again raised the sign prompting the substitution.

Pope ran down panting, and returned to the bench after high-fiving Eastwood.

On the live broadcast, a male voice was broadcasting the visiting team's replacement. There was a boo in the stands of the home team. Not every visiting team player will enjoy this kind of "treatment". Obviously, the 0:0 score not only makes the Sunderland players on the field impatient, but also makes the "black cat" fans in the stands feel bad.

"Go back to your country caravan, Gypsy!"

"We will kick your leg off again!"

"Boys in the amateur league, this is not where you should be!!"

Eastwood heard nothing, he ran to the sideline, ready to take the throw of his teammates.

The forest team players deliberately delayed the game time, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the Sunderland fans, and the boos in the Stadium of Light went to a higher level. Freddie Eastwood received the ball thrown by his teammates in this kind of boo that was deafening enough to cause a heart attack.

He calmly received the ball, turned around, and no one came up to defend him. Yes, who cares about this amateur player who made his debut and broke his leg? He dribbled to the center, but still no one came up to press him.

Dunn's words sounded in his ears again: "...After receiving the ball, shoot more, whether it is outside the penalty area or in the goal area."

So he kicked the football forward slightly, supported his body with his left foot and leaned back slightly, and pulled up the right leg that had been kicked off... the body was like a tight bow. After letting go, he burst out suddenly Huge energy!

Long-shot!

The football flew to the goal like an unloaded cannonball, and the Sunderland goalkeeper jumped high, but only caught the wind that the football passed by. Behind him, the net was lifted fiercely!

"EASTWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!" Mortensen shouted suddenly, "A genius blow! What a beautiful goal! A 30-meter long shot!"

The huge boos of the Stadium of Light disappeared without a trace at this moment, everyone was frightened by this shot! Those mouths that kept spitting swear words opened wide, forgetting how to close them.

After the goal, Eastwood rushed to the sidelines excitedly, kneeling on the turf, and behind him, the players of the Forest team were rushing towards him!

Watching Eastwood under his teammates on the sidelines, Walker yelled excitedly in Dunn's ear: "Tony! You are right! He surprised us all! He surprised Sunderland. Everyone was taken aback!"

Dunn was not as excited as Walker, he just stood in front of the coaching bench and applauded. Because he already knew Eastwood could do it, he could score, he could score more goals.

Eastwood’s long shot from 30 meters away was replayed on TV, and Mortensen’s excited voice continued: "This is his first shot after seven seconds on the field! One goal in seven seconds! The ball! No one knew about him seven seconds ago. Now allow me to reintroduce him-ladies and gentlemen! This is Freddie Eastwood!!!"

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