Godfather Of Champions

April 19th, the 43rd round of the league. Nottingham Forest played away to the fourth-ranked Reading team.

"...This is a tough away game, and Nottingham Forest encountered strong resistance from the home team at The`Madejski Stadium!"

"John, I don't think this is quite right... Why does the visiting team encounter strong resistance from the home team in the game? Doesn't it sound like Nottingham Forest is against the visitors?"

"Stephen, you are right. That's right, Dunn's team is really anti-going!"

The voices of speakers and guests came from the radio, and Randy James, sitting in the taxi driver's seat, honked his horn hard. "Good job! Tony!"

The passenger sitting in the back row frowned and complained: "Don't press that stuff, I can't hear the radio!"

"Ah... I'm sorry, sir. Are you a forest fan too?" The car in front was a little wide, and the driver Randy exchanged a few words of "listening to the ball" with the big belly passenger sitting in the back row.

"Of course, since I was young." The passengers didn't talk much, and obviously didn't want to hear the game broadcast because of the chat. "Look ahead!"

"Relax, sir. At this time everyone is watching football and drinking in the bar, and there is no one on the road. Also, you can rest assured of my skills, I am a 27-year-old car..." Randy said, turning his head back. go with. At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise from the radio in the car. Amidst this crackling sound that seemed to be a problem with the sound, John Mortensen screamed:

"Yes! Yes! Yes-Ian Jess! A beautiful direct free kick! It penetrated the Redding team's wall like an arrow, stabbing the heart! This is a fatal blow! Seventy-fourth Minutes, Nottingham Forest took the lead in the away game, 1-0!"

Randy James sitting in the front driver's seat and the big fat passenger sitting in the middle of the back seat raised their hands at the same time and shouted, "Forest!"

"Bang! Bang!" This is the sound of their hands hitting the roof of the carriage.

"Squeak—" This is the sound of tires rubbing on the asphalt.

The black square taxi turned a zigzag on the highway and then returned to normal.

"What a bastard! You're still driving!" The passenger scolded in shock.

The driver Randy looked very excited: "Sir, I said you can trust my skills! Haha, long live the Forest!"

In the Madjski Stadium, the guest forest fans became the protagonists, singing loudly to celebrate the team's victory.

The final whistle of the game has sounded. Dunn and his soldiers-yes, this is a war related to their destiny. He Dunn is the highest commander, and the players are his soldiers. Celebrate victory together. Successfully scored three points, which is a solid step for him in the future ranking battle.

"The Forest team won! This is a dull game, but for Dunn he will definitely not agree with me. These three points are very important to the Forest team! Thank goodness they won! Poor Redding team……"

When the team came out of the locker room and boarded the team bus waiting outside, some people would stop and give autographs to the Forest fans who enthusiastically follow them to the away game, and even meet their requirements for a photo.

Dunn's treatment is not inferior to the players. As a head coach, it is a blessing to be able to have fans often ask him for autographs.

"Hey! Tony, we can go super! Right?" When Dunn walked to the fence to sign the fans, there was always such a voice asking him.

Dunn grinned and nodded his head: "Yes, we will be super!"

Then Dunn lowered his head and signed all the way. The team won, everyone is in a good mood, and he is happy to meet the demands of all fans.

Then he stopped in front of a person, only to find that this person had no notebook, forest team postcard, forest team jersey, scarf, hat... he stood empty-handed in front of Dunn, and had no intention of signing.

Dunn raised his head strangely, and then slightly surprised to find that the person standing in front of him was the leader who led others on the side of the training field that day to shout slogans and sing songs.

This is an elderly middle-aged man with a pair of gray eyes, white temples, dense wrinkles on the corners of the eyes and forehead, and even looks kind, without the hideous scars or grotesque rings in the imagination. Acting—Of course it’s Dunn’s imagination.

Dunn looked at him, he also looked at Dunn.

"Mark Hodge." The other party introduced himself, and stretched out his hand.

The other party offered to express friendship, but Dunn couldn't refuse, so he also stretched out his hand: "Tony Dunn."

Hodge grinned at him and said: "No need to introduce, everyone knows your name. The forest team can perform this way because of you! Nice work!"

"Thank you." Dunn smiled, and did not react much to Hodge's praise. Now his head is in confusion, this middle-aged man who looks very polite is really the head of a football hooligan club? Can you imagine him suddenly picking up bricks and smashing people's forehead fiercely?

"I have a question for Mr. Dunn." Hodge stared at Dunn and said.

"please say."

"In the last round of the league, we played against Millwall. How sure is your team to win?"

Dunn wondered why he didn't ask the question "Can we be in the Premier League next season", but instead cared about the outcome of a game. According to the current situation of the Forest team, the overall situation may be determined by the last game of the league, and winning or losing is not important.

"...Then it depends on what the team is like at that time. If the qualifications for the play-offs are confirmed in advance, or if they are directly promoted, I will not put too much energy on the last game." Dunn answered truthfully. If this question was raised by the reporter, Dunn would have fooled the media.

Hodge shook his head disappointedly: "That's not good, Mr. Dunn... I think no matter what situation we were in before that game, it's best to win the game against Millwall."

"Do we have enemies with them?"

"Uh, don't you think it would be better to end the season with a victory?"

Dunn thought for a while, Hodge said it was pretty good, and he didn't think he would lose to Millwall at home by sending a substitute lineup. So he nodded: "Okay, I think it will be a victory like today."

Hodge is very happy that Dunn can say that, "We all like victory, don't we?"

"That's right." Dunn nodded.

Hodge turned the hat of the pullover and put it on his head, bidding farewell to Dunn, and then turned and crowded out the crowd. Dunn didn't see his brothers, he was the only one. It seemed that he was waiting here to ask himself this question.

A fan was calling his name not far away, and Dunn turned and walked.

Hodge's excuse was too far-fetched, but Dunn didn't care about why he wanted so much to see the Forest team defeat Millwall.

Probably because everyone wants to see victory, not defeat...

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