Godfather Of Champions

Even though it was past nine o'clock in the morning, the world outside the car window was as dark as night, and the oncoming headlights were still dazzling. The intensive raindrops hit the window glass and made a continuous crackling sound, and the wiper stopped for a while to start cleaning the front window so much water that affects the driver's sight.

"That's why I hate this country." Evan Daggerty said to Tony Dunn in the passenger seat while driving.

"What?" Dunn didn't understand.

"The UK of fish, chips, tea, ghost weather, and bad food." Evan smiled happily, his tone full of disdain, "The UK in winter is like a woolen sweater raised from a drum washing machine. The kind of spin-dry."

When I got into the car, I found that it was Mr. Chairman's son Evan Daggerty who was driving him. Dunn was a little flattered. However, the contact along the way made him understand that this middle-aged man is actually the same as himself. Maybe he has his own business in the United States, but it is not terrible, and occasionally makes innocent jokes. For example, this joke just now.

Dunn laughed loudly. He thought this metaphor was very vivid and interesting.

"Mr. Dogatti..."

"Just call me Evan. My father is not here."

"Uh, Evan... I think you are very interesting." Dunn said.

Evan shrugged his shoulders in an American manner, "I am different from those old-fashioned British people."

"Are you not British?"

"No, no, I'm an American. Do you want to see my passport?" Evan spoke in American accent. Dunn couldn't tell the difference, because he had a Chinese education background and he didn't even know what the so-called "Londonian English" was. "But I am not the same as those native Yankees. At the very least, I can distinguish between'football' (meaning football in the UK and rugby in the United States) and'soccer' (meaning football in the UK and football in the United States). I left Nottingham and went to Houston when I was six years old. My aunt is there. I like the sunny beaches of Houston." Dunn knew that Evan Daggerty was so talkative for the first time, and almost couldn’t stop talking. .

"Palm trees, bikinis, brilliant sunshine, white sandy beaches... Well, you will never see a place like this in the UK. What are the beaches in the UK? Dirty mud, cold wind, big waves, forested rocks , And the black households who picked shellfish there. So, I left here at the age of six, went to school there, got a family and started a business, only come back during the holidays, and I rarely go back to the UK in winter... That's a nightmare! "

Dunn couldn't help laughing again: "Evan, I don't think you look like forty-five, you look like twenty-five."

"Thanks for the compliment. Actually, I was just depressed because I stayed with my rigid father for a long time..."

Dunn agreed with this, but he didn't say it. He thought of Mr. Mainline calling him specifically to remind him of the tradition of the dressing room. The British are stubborn and conservative, no matter how they look to make the best, they still focus on tradition, especially the older generation of British.

They are proud of their history, whether it is football or other aspects. In fact, for Dunn, this pride has long since disappeared. Because he comes from a country with five thousand years of history. Whether there were any British people five thousand years ago is still a question...

Comparatively speaking, because Americans who lack a long history are more pioneering than the British, Evan does fit the image of the Americans.

Dunn thought of a question: "Evan, you said you rarely come back in winter, why are you here this time?"

Evan glanced at Dunn, "Occasionally I will come back in winter..."

This is an obvious excuse. Dunn doesn’t believe that Mr. Chairman will be so kind to let his son drive him, and letting a son who grew up in the United States meet with a member of a professional football club in England is obviously not to satisfy his son’s curiosity. heart. Since he didn't want to say, Dunn stopped asking.

Dunn did not speak, and turned to look at the English countryside outside the window. It was cold, but he was not interested in coming to rescue. He now has to think about how to deal with the FA guys.

Evan seemed to see Dunn’s thoughts. He shook his head slightly and said: "Don't worry, the club has hired a lawyer for you, and you can leave everything to him.

"Thank you." Dunn expressed his gratitude politely, and the carriage returned to silence.

The dark red Audi A6 drove swiftly on the M1 highway, leaving the English countryside and hills behind. Two hours after departure from Nottingham, Dunn and the others came to this world's top ten international metropolis—— London.

Evan did not drive the car directly to No. 25 SOHO Square, where the FA is located, but drove to a cafe.

"Lawyer Randy is here waiting for us."

Jack Randy is forty-six years old this year. He is an obscure lawyer in a small London firm. He wears a pair of black-framed glasses, his hair is meticulously combed, and he wears a beige coat, with a black briefcase aside, sitting in the cafe. When the employer came to him, it was a gentleman who stood up and welcomed him.

"Good morning, gentlemen." Although he is just a small lawyer in a small firm, he is still full of style, and just a gesture of extending his hand is full of superiority. Lawyers generally belong to the upper class abroad, especially in the conservative country of the United Kingdom. They still retain the habit of wearing wigs when they appear in court.

Dunn dismissed it. What's so awesome about a broken lawyer who hasn't been known for? He didn't have much contact with lawyers in China, but this Randy's performance made him have a bad impression of lawyers. He shook hands with each other perfunctorily.

Evan could see Dunn's thoughts, and he patted Dunn on the shoulder: "Well, let's sit down and talk. I have already given Randy's lawyer a copy of all the materials related to this matter."

Although Dunn doesn't like the lawyer the club finds for him, he still has to admit that the professional attitude and professional ethics of lawyer Randy are very good.

Randy took a stack of materials from his briefcase and placed it on the table. "Mr. Dunn, please be blunt. The last sentence of your remarks at the gate of the Royal Hospital of Nottingham University on January 5 is very unwise."

Dunn himself didn't remember: "Which sentence?"

Randy raised his eyes to look at Dunn: "You said,'Someone wants the super team to advance, not us who have no money and power'."

Dunn nodded vigorously, he remembered, he did say it. "what happened?"

Randy simply pushed the information aside, and then looked at Dunn seriously and said: "If Mr. Dunn you only mentioned the suspicious accusation against the referee, it is just a normal complaint from the coach after losing. But You just want to add that sentence at the end, and it becomes a doubt about the transparency and professional conduct of the FA. For the FA, this is the point that irritates them the most, and it is also the sentence that makes the whole thing difficult. words."

Dunn shrugged: "If it's not tricky, why should we invite you, Mr. Lawyer?"

Randy was stunned for a moment, and then found out that Dunn was right. If the other party could solve it by himself, would he still be needed? You know that this job is not easy to get. Not everyone will call a lawyer to attend the FA hearing.

He coughed and pretended to take a sip of coffee to ease the tension a little bit. Evan remained silent beside him, but watched the confrontation between the two quietly.

This pause allows both parties to reopen the topic without continuing to struggle with the last uncomfortable topic.

"Well, Mr. Dunn. I believe the FA will ask you to explain that sentence at the hearing. If you don't want to be severely punished, you must convince them that you are not targeting the FA."

"Heaven and earth conscience, I have never targeted them."

"It's useless to tell me here. You have to convince the FA. The problem is here. It is not easy to convince them. Let me tell you some background information: Mark Pa, CEO of the FA Leos (MarkPalios) came to power with a declaration to severely crack down on scandals and abnormalities in English football. And Mr. Dunn, your words just give the public a signal: the FA is not as clean as they advertised." Randy Seeing that Dunn seemed to be about to speak out, he reached out to stop him, "Leave your words to the FA. Whether you mean that or not, after media rendering, everyone believes you mean that."

Dunn finally learned the power of the English media. He scratched his head with both hands and muttered in a low voice: "That group of **** media!" A few days ago, he was complacent about being a media figure.

Seeing him like this, Randy shrugged next to him: "Did you only know it now? But your identity has both advantages and disadvantages for the handling of this matter."

"What am I?"

Randy glanced at Evan, and then said to Dunn: "Nottingham Forest is no longer the forest team of the late 70s and early 80s. You have no influence in football. As the acting head coach of the Forest team, You are lighthearted."

Dunn and Evan nodded at the same time. The two of them actually don't have much feelings for the Forest, so Randy didn't think there was anything wrong with what Randy said. It's true.

"Then what?" Dunn asked.

"If you are light-hearted, you can make the FA not take you seriously and take it lightly. You can also let the FA take the opportunity to severely punish you and give Paleos a chance."

Dunn understands. If he is a person like Sir Ferguson, the FA is likely to have to take into account the influence of Manchester United's English football and make it impossible to punish him. At the same time, even a big-name coach like Mourinho has repeatedly used the FA as the target of Li Wei. There are pros and cons.

When Randy said this, Dunn knew in his heart what he should do today.

"I know what I am going to do." Dunn drank the coffee in the cup in one sip, as if he was drinking plain water. Randy showed a disdainful smile when he saw Dunn like this.

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