Godfather Of Champions

"I remember Michael said that he did not want his son to be disturbed by the media." Dunn stood in front of Pierce Bruce, frowning.

"Tang En...Mr. Tang En, you, you misunderstood." Bruce bent over and stood in front of Dun En, his tired words couldn't go right. "I'm not here for an interview."

He spread his hands and motioned that he did not bring a camera or a recording pen for interviews.

"I don't even have a battery on my cell phone... Actually, I want and want to add literature."

"But you don't know each other." Dunn didn't mean to give way.

"Gavin is a Forest fan, and so am I."

The two looked at each other. Dunn thought for a while and asked a question: "Are all the reports on the fan riots in the Evening Post from you?"

Bruce didn't expect Dunn to ask this question suddenly. He was stunned for a moment and then shook his head: "No, I was sent to Newcastle for an interview. Only when I came back, I heard about it..."

Dunn stepped aside and said to him: "Go, the funeral is almost over...about."

Bruce thanked Dunn, then turned and ran inside. Dunn looked at the young reporter who had just turned into a normal job, and thought...there are also good people in the media.

Because Dunn lives by himself and his requirements for food are very low, he often solves this problem at Burns' bars. But today, he did not ask Burns to provide him with food, but was alone in a bar that was not open for business.

Burns didn't persuade him. On the one hand, he knew that Dunn had a good drinking capacity. On the other hand, what would he persuade at this time? Just let him vent.

When Dunn was a little drunk, Michael came.

"Ah, Michael! You are here... Tomorrow's game, you, you will go to watch, right... right?" Dun En smiled, his tongue couldn't be straight.

Michael Bernard looked at Dunn, but did not speak.

The smile on Dun En's face disappeared, he stared at Michael and said, "Michael, you... do you have anything to say?"

"Tony, I won't go to the game tomorrow."

Dunn nodded: "I understand, you just..."

"I won't go anymore."

"What?" Dunn thought he had heard it wrong.

"Thank you." Michael took the glass from Burns, then turned to look at Dunn and said, "Do you want to hear the story, Tony?"

When Brian Clough’s Forest team swept England and European football, Michael Bernard was just twenty. He was as energetic and vigorous as a stallion in heat, just like most other youths. I like to show off my manhood with my fists.

He and John organized a club-"Naughty`Forty", which only accepts fanatical forest fans. Before Mark Hodge, he was the boss of this society. John and Bill were his right-hand men. The three of them always rushed to the front every time they fight, without fear of the bricks thrown by the other party and the wooden sticks they waved. They went through the most glorious years of the team with the forest team.

If the opponent's fans dare to insult the Forest team, they will rush forward and beat the opponent to a bruised face. Even in the away game, they did not show weakness. They are proud of their contribution to the glory of the team. They are also proud of having brothers like themselves.

Football hooligans? No, they never admit that they think they are the most loyal and most enthusiastic Forest fans.

Outside of the game, Michael's life was not satisfactory. He changed a lot of jobs, but his temper and impulsive personality could not last. But he doesn't care about these. All he cares about is the honor of his own club, his support for the team's achievements, and he talks about "the boss" Clough's various topics and the private lives of the players.

Such days lasted for ten years. For ten years, they fought and fought together for the forest team, and believed that this kind of battle would continue until one day they could no longer shake their fists.

But this life changed completely on the afternoon of April 15, 1989.

"We made it to the FA Cup semi-finals that year like a smashing ball. Our opponent was the powerful Liverpool at the time, but no one thought we would lose to them before the game. On the contrary... the Liverpool people were terribly afraid of us. , You must be surprised? Why? Because we have Clough! Liverpool people will feel weak when they hear this name..." Michael said, as if he was back in the time he was 14 years ago.

Dunn didn't speak, he quietly listened to Michael's story. He didn't care if there was no wine in the glass.

"Before the game, we were very motivated. Everyone wanted to kill Liverpool, make it to the final, and then take home the shiny trophy. Did you know... We haven't won the FA Cup for 30 years. , Clough won all the championships that can be won in the world, just one FA Cup. You know how eager we are..." Michael stared at Dunn and saw Dunn nodding before he continued. .

"I still remember that day... it was a sunny day. John and I set off from Nottingham to Sheffield three hours in advance. We made all the preparations and waited for the game to start..." Michael started to slow down. , This memory was too painful for him, for a long time it haunted him like a nightmare.

"We are in the second stand, next door is the third stand where the Liverpool fans are. I thought this was a really good opportunity at the time, we could **** them in the game..." At this point, Michael paused for a long time. Dunn had already guessed what happened next.

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