Godfather Of Champions

Tuesday, January 7th, is a busy day for Tony Dunn, the acting head coach of the Nottingham Forest.

The physical condition of the players who returned to the training ground after the two-day holiday has declined slightly. Dunn stood on the sidelines and watched for a while, and his performance made him frown. Simply call to stop, and then call the fitness coach Andy Stouville and the assistant coach to change the team's training plan today to fitness recovery training, and do nothing else, just restore fitness.

Dunn knows very little about training. Basically, he threw it to two assistant coaches Des Walker and Ian Bowyer to manage. The goalkeeper is trained by the goalkeeper coach, and the physical training has the physical coach. The entire coaching group is clearly defined. Basically, there is no need for him to worry about anything. He only needs to review the training plan proposed by Walker.

That's also good, it saves his half-hearted coach from showing his feet.

After making these adjustments, the two doctors he "ordered" from Professor Constantine also came. Dunn took them to the physiotherapy room and introduced them to the other two team doctors: 35-year-old Irishman Gary Fleming, 58-year-old Englishman John Haselden.

The two new doctors are both over 55 years old and have just retired from the Royal Infirmary of the University of Nottingham. They are **** Forest fans. This makes Dunn very assured that the loyalty of foreign fans will not allow them to do things harmful to the club.

"These two are Steve Devin and Roger Longlicky. They are your new colleagues, Gary. You can tell them about the team. I have to go back." Dunn called the two physicians I briefly introduced them, and shook hands with them separately, wishing them a happy job, then turned and left.

Just back to the training court, his cell phone rang again.

"I'm Dunn."

"Tony, I have a kid here looking for you, saying you made him come." Doorman Ian McDonald's voice rang on the phone.

Dunn looked down at his watch. It was nine thirty, not much, not a lot. This kid is very punctual. "Yes, I asked him to come. You can bring him in."

Ten minutes later, Old Ian walked into the training ground with a tall young man, sent him in front of Dunn, and he turned around and went back.

Dunn looked at George Wood, who was standing in front of him. His face was much cleaner than yesterday, and his clothes were changed. Under his feet were a pair of Nike sneakers. They were a bit worn out, but they didn't show their toes.

"Have you eaten breakfast?" A very Chinese greeting, but Dunn still can't change some habits.

Wood was a little surprised, then he nodded: "I have eaten it."

"How did it come?" Tang En, who realized that he might have asked the wrong question, could only change the subject.

"Take a car, a bus, and ran here."

When Dunn heard him say this, he looked at Wood carefully, his face was ruddy, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, but it was not obvious, and he breathed slightly. He thought of yesterday that this kid ran a 15-minute journey that took 45 minutes. It was completely different from his frail, sickly, petite mother. George Wood was about 1.8 meters tall and very strong. Maybe Sophia gave all of her life essence to her son, so there would be such a monster.

"Very well, come with me, we have to go through here, the training grounds in the north are where you want to stay."

Wood asked strangely: "Not here? This is not a training base?"

"This is where the first team trains. I'm taking you to the training base of the youth team." Dunn led the way.

Unexpectedly, Wood stopped: "Youth team? I'm not going, I will be here, playing professional games, getting salary and bonuses."

Dunn looked back at him and said: "That's not okay. You have never played before. This is a game for the adult team. You still can't adapt to..."

Wood stood still: "I must kick."

"why?"

"They said the first team gets a lot of money playing football."

If he heard Wood say this yesterday afternoon, Dunn would have laughed happily. But after seeing what was going on in their home with his own eyes, he couldn't laugh. Looking at the stubborn Wood, Dunn suddenly thought of a way.

"Okay, I can give you another chance. But if you want to become a member of the first team, I don't count it alone. Have you seen them?" Dunn pointed to the first team member who was training on the training ground. And the coaches.

Wood nodded.

"You have to prove that you have the ability to fight alongside them and persuade those hard-sighted professional coaches to agree to you to join the first team."

"How to prove?"

The fish was hooked. Dunn smirked in his heart, but said solemnly on his face: "It's very simple, play against them and let everyone judge your level."

Dunn can understand Wood’s temper. If he doesn’t hit the south wall, doesn’t look back, doesn’t see the Yellow River, the tears don’t flow, and the stubborn donkey doesn’t die until the Great Wall, he must suffer hardships, otherwise he will not listen to others. Any words. A rookie who had never played a game with a professional player, Dunn knew exactly what the result was. This is not a YY novel, there is no such miracle. He just wants to make Wood suffer a little bit, have a long memory, and know that professional football is not as simple as he thought.

Wood nodded: "Okay!"

So Dunn took him back again and stood on the sidelines and called out the training loudly. Then called Des Walker back.

"What's the matter? Tony?" Walker looked strangely at George Wood who was standing next to Dunn.

"Let everyone play a simple match. Then put him..." Dunn pointed to Wood, "count in. Lyme." Dunn beckoned to call a coach.

"Take him to the locker room to change clothes." He pointed to Wood and said to Lyme Okan who was running.

Watching Wood go, Walker asked, "Tony, who is he?"

"Well, I found a...some talented kid on the street. He expressed to me his eager desire to become a professional player, so I took him to train. Before going to the youth team, let him feel about professional football in advance. Atmosphere." Dunn chose a few and said, he didn't tell Walker the whole truth. After all, he didn't know if Wood would mind letting others know about his home.

"Oh, yes. Dess, put Wood in the group that does not wear a vest. Then tell those who wear yellow vests that if they want to get a chance to start in the next game, this matchup is an important assessment, performance Not good will affect their appearance."

In the training game within the forest team, the bench team is represented without a vest, and the main team wears a yellow vest. Walker nodded to show that he understood, he returned and arranged for the players.

Soon, Wood also changed his clothes and returned to the sidelines. Dunn took a look, and Wood, who put on the jersey, really looked like a player.

"Well, in terms of appearance, you are a professional player." Dunn nodded, "Go, you and those who don't wear yellow vests. Desi, you are the referee!"

Then, Dunn stood on the sidelines with his arms folded and watched the game.

It can be clearly seen that Wood doesn't know how to play football and doesn't know how to cooperate with his teammates. The position assigned to him is a forward, but he only knows to follow the ball. Run wherever there is the ball. When he ran to the front, they passed the ball, and he turned and ran back. Ten minutes passed, and he didn't even touch the ball once.

Walker, who was the referee, kept looking back at Dunn on the sidelines, he didn't see any talent in this kid.

To be honest, Dunn didn't see it either, except...er, except that he had better physical strength and fast speed. But his performance shows that he is more suitable to be a track and field athlete than a player. Feeling flustered by Walker's look, Dunn simply took out the sunglasses from his coat pocket and put on himself, so that even if he closed his eyes, no one would notice it-he really felt that the performance of the kid Wood made him unbearable.

When Walker saw Dunn put on his sunglasses, he could roughly guess something. The next game is actually completely useless. This kid is a complete rookie in football.

The teammates of the team with Wood also found it a little strange. This kid doesn't know how to play football. Why should he train with them? No one passed the ball to him at all. Wood is still running with his head, wherever there is the ball, he is there.

Dunn watched for another ten minutes, and George did not change at all for twenty minutes. He even guessed that the kid hadn't watched a football game much and didn't understand football at all. Seeing him panting on the court, it might not be easy. He beckoned for a substitution and replaced Wood.

Wood lowered his head, panting heavily, and came to Dun En.

"George, how do you feel?" Dunn asked him.

Wood just gasped, bowed his head and said nothing. Dunn knows that he already knows the power of professional football.

"This is only the level of training, if it is a formal game... Do you think professional football is that simple? At your current level, you can't get a professional contract at all, and you can't get the lowest-level contract. I know why you You need to train here, but it depends on your level to be able to train in such a place. To be honest, your performance just now is really shit. Do you think your performance just now allows me to sign a professional contract with you? "

Wood still didn't speak, maybe he wasn't convinced with his head down.

"Okay, follow me to the youth team and get training. It's not that you have no chance. You can also get money as a member of the youth team."

Hearing Dunn's words, Wood raised his head, stared at him and asked, "Really?"

Dunn knew that only when he talked about "money", the poor boy would react. "What did I lie to you for? I am a professional coach, and I have a credit card, so my reputation is guaranteed by the bank."

"How much?" Wood meant how much he could make in a month as a youth player.

Dunn thought for a while, and sign a better youth contract for this kid. The situation in his family is indeed difficult. "The weekly salary is eighty pounds. If you play, you will have an appearance fee of thirty-five pounds per game. If there are goals, seven pounds for a goal, and three pounds for an assist if there are assists. This is the best youth contract. Those who join the team only have a weekly salary of 55 pounds. In addition, the club is responsible for the lunch meal. You are a local, so no accommodation is provided." Dunn did not lie, this is indeed the best in the forest youth team. The youth contract was signed. At the beginning, Michael Dawson and Andy Reid performed well in the youth team, and they got this contract, but as a defender, Dawson did not have a goal award or an assist award.

The two of them still have this contract because they have just been transferred from the youth team. But Dunn is already thinking about giving them a better-paid first-team contract. After all, this kind of talent must stay in the team, and if you want to let them play for the team, you must give them generous returns.

Unexpectedly, Wood hesitated after hearing Dunn's words. Dunn also saw it: "What's wrong?"

"Is this the best?" Wood asked.

Dare to love him too low... Dunn nodded, then pointed to Dawson on the training ground and said, "Have you seen that tall man? He has just been promoted to the first team before New Year's Day, and the youth team has always been the best. Contract. If you don’t believe me, I can call him and ask yourself. Do you need me?"

Wood shook his head, maybe he didn't think Dunn was lying.

"You work in a moving company, how much money can you get a week?" Dunn asked.

Wood thought for a while: "Two hundred pounds."

Dunn rolled his eyes behind the sunglasses, which really earned more than playing in the youth team. Dunn also understood that Wood had absolute reasons to hesitate.

"The treatment of the youth team is really not high. But you have to know that even Rooney's salary in the youth team is only 80 pounds a week, just like you."

"Who is Rooney?" Wood looked confused.

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