Godfather Of Champions

"Hi!" Just listening to the voice, Wooks seemed to be in a good mood.

"Mr. Billy Woods." Dunn's mood was not so good, especially after hearing such a vibrant voice, he was in a better mood.

"Ah, it turned out to be Mr. Tony Dunn. Is there anything to do with me?"

Dunn seemed to hear other voices coming from him, he listened carefully, and then asked: "Well, Mr. Woks is not in the UK now, right?"

"Yes, I'm in Spain... to be precise on the beach in Barcelona, ​​Spain. It's already raining in the UK at this time. I hate the weather."

Dunn coughed and decided to enter the topic. "Mr. Woods, I read in the newspaper that you recently accepted an interview with The Sun?"

"Yes, telephone interview."

"That's right, I hope I can know what you think, Mr. Woks." Dunn said coldly.

"It seems that you want me to explain the interview. I didn't lie. After your match with Real Madrid, I happened to meet Mr. Perez Florentino, the chairman of Real Madrid."

Dunn sneered inwardly, that "accidental" will probably be quoted.

"He is very interested in George. Everyone is criticizing Real Madrid for the lack of a good defensive midfielder. After learning about George's success in England, he expressed this idea to me: He wants to know if George wants to join Real Madrid. ."

Dunn didn't interrupt, but listened to this "story" quietly.

"I didn't answer him Yes or No, I just told him I would convey that. It's that simple."

Wood has been a little silent in training recently. Dunn suddenly wondered if it might be related to this? If what Woods says is true...If Real Madrid wants it, how many will not be able to come? He was afraid that Wood was thinking about it because of that change, and he suddenly regretted it. Shouldn't it be better to talk to Wood in time? Many misunderstandings are caused by poor communication...

"Then did you convey what Florentino meant to him?"

"not yet."

When Dunn heard this, he didn't know what to say. Is there any agent who did this?

He rolled his eyes: "Then are you going to tell him?"

"Um... of course. But I know what you mean, Mr. Dunn. You worry about George leaving the Forest team, aren't you?"

Dunn snorted without answering.

Woods on the other end of the phone laughed: "Mr. Dunn, if you want to know if Wood will leave the Forest, why not call him directly? Do you need me to tell you his cell phone number?"

"Thank you, no need, I know it myself!"

Dunn hung up unceremoniously. Yes, why should he call this pesky agent first? Didn't he always talk to Wood directly before? How come it has become a habit to find an agent first.

Shaking his head, Dunn called Wood's cell phone.

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Wood, who went home to dine with his mother at noon, received a call from Dunn. He glanced at his mother sitting opposite, then got up and walked out of the dining room.

"George! How are you doing recently?" Dunn opened his mouth and said nonsense. I just saw you this morning...

"What's the matter, boss?"

Dunn felt Wood's tone was very cold, and he had a bad feeling.

"Ah, it's like this... Well, I heard that Real Madrid is rumored to be interested in you. Has the agent Wooks told you?"

"No, he did not."

It seems that Wooks didn't lie, Dunn thought.

"Well, I mean if, if... I said if Real Madrid is really interesting to you, do you want to go?"

Wood was silent for a while over there. "It's the Real Madrid we just won?"

"Yes, that's Real Madrid. Do you want to go?"

Wood probe looked at his mother who was dining in the restaurant, then shook his head and said, "No."

Dunn should have been happy, but his eyes rolled, "Is it because of your mother?"

Wood acquiesced.

"So setting aside your mother's factor, do you want to go?"

This time the answer is the same as last time: "No, I don't want to go."

"Oh, can you tell me why?"

"Not why, not interested."

Doesn't this kid have the "consciousness" as a professional player?

But Dunn fell to the ground with a mouthful of stone.

He intends to explain to Wood about the substitution. Who knows if he has any thoughts about it? Communication is the most important.

"Well, George, there is one more thing... During the game against Real Madrid, you were replaced... Ah, yes, what do you think of Zidane?"

Wood frowned. He didn't want to recall the night of defeat, but the scenes from that game in the past few days will always unconsciously surface before his eyes and in his mind, lingering. Although the forest team won the game, but for Wood personally, he failed.

"……he is great."

"He is the best player of 50 years selected by UEFA. He has surpassed many predecessors in history. It is natural to be great. Want to beat him?"

"Yes." There was no hesitation this time.

"But let me tell you the truth, you are unlikely to win him now."

Wood's reaction to this sentence was silence. Dunn didn't know if Wood was dissatisfied with this sentence, but he must say that for Wood's future growth, he must say it.

"Do you sometimes feel that you are not motivated? Except for your mother, do you desire anything? The media are all dissatisfied with you not being selected for Eriksson's national team, but you don't care about these things. Weeks are training games and training games... Have you had any football pursuits?"

Wood continued to be silent, he didn't know what to say.

"Champion? Victory? Glory? Don’t many people play for this? If you can’t answer, it’s okay. If you’re not sure what you want, let me find one for you first. Zidane is the goal, let's play harder."

"Beat him, or surpass him one day, whatever you want. Well, that's it, what do you think?"

Wood thought for a while, then said, "Not bad."

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Wood, who returned to the restaurant for dinner, was greeted by his mother's questioning gaze.

"A call from the agent." Wood said. "He said that the Real Madrid club is interested in me and asked if I would go."

"Real Madrid? Is that the team you just won in Spain?"

Wood nodded.

"Going means moving to Spain?"

Wood nodded again.

Sophia thought for a moment and asked, "Did you agree?"

This time, Wood shook his head. "No."

"Is it because of me, George?"

Seeing his mother's gentle smile, Wood continued to shake his head: "No, mother. I like this team now and I want to stay here."

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The next day, Dunn’s column appeared in the "Nottingham Evening Post", in which he denounced the media who had rumored that Wood was leaving, and reiterated:

Except for Nottingham Forest, George Wood will not go anywhere!

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