Godfather Of Champions

Dunn, who walked out of the bar, didn't know where to go. He didn't want to return to that dark and deserted "home". He decided to walk around, digesting by the way.

The wind blowing from Sherwood Forest moved Dunn's hair and clothes corners and took away the heat of the day.

He stood at the door of a bar he had been to, looked at the brightly lit street, listened to the laughter coming from inside, and curled his lips. Robin Hood’s bar, he came here again unconsciously.

He turned around, looked at the red light of the crosswalk on the opposite street, and stood quietly waiting to cross the street.

At this time, his cell phone rang, and it was Yang Yan who called.

"Mr. Dunn, aren't you at home?"

Dunn looked around: "I'm not here, what's the matter?"

"Sir... don't you remember, class, class."

"Ah, I remember. But..." The signal light on the opposite side turned green, but Dunn sat down on the side of the road, "But I don't want to learn today. Can you chat with me for a while?"

"Where? On the phone?"

Tang En hummed, "Where are you?"

Yang Yan looked up at the door of Tang En's house, and then said, "School, I just got ready to come out."

"Then on the phone, I don't want to go anymore. Just talk about what you are interested in or what you hate...whatever." Dunn leaned his body under the pillar of the signal light and looked up at the sky. "For example, did you meet any interesting classmates in middle school..."

Britain has entered daylight saving time, at six o'clock in the evening in May, the night has not completely arrived. The eastern sky and the western sky present two completely different views. The star-studded night and the afterglow of the setting sun floating like a tulle meet in the middle of the sky, like a fantasy world, which makes Dunn fascinated.

Yang Yan’s whispers sounded in his ear, as if he was massaging his ears. Dunn sat on the side of the road and chatted with Yang Yan, who was sitting in front of his house. He was so depressed that he almost stopped beating. The heart came back to life again.

The next morning, a flock of birds was alarmed in the woods near the Vilford training base in Nottingham Forest.

Dunn's hoarse voice rang again: "All to cheer me up! Look at how you are so useless now! Training!"

"Michael! You are the captain. No matter how sullen you are, I will withdraw you!"

Although Dunn still doesn't understand the details of training, he can only watch it from the sidelines, but this does not prevent him from making some hints, or occasionally screaming to boost morale.

Michael Dawson shrugged to Coach Walker, Walker looked back at Dunn, who was flailing on the sidelines, and smiled.

Then he said to Dawson: "Tony is right. If you are not serious, you will not be the captain, Michael."

"Wow! I see! Brothers, cheer me up!"

Looking at the team that was regaining morale, Dunn pressed his lips tightly.

Are you kidding me, can't go to the Super League?

Going to the Premier League is my promise to Michael and Gavin, I will not let this happen.

Before the game, because Laurensen mentioned the game and had to bet with Hansen with his beloved beard, the Premier League play-offs, which had been little attention, attracted the attention of many media.

John Mortensen was in charge of explaining the game, and it was Mark Lawrenson who sat next to him commenting on the game. The game has not yet started. The players on both sides have just warmed up and left. Now they should make the final deployment in the locker room.

While not working, Mortensen was joking with his colleague Laurenson at the BBC, and in front of Laurensen, Mortensen was an out-and-out predecessor, when Lawrenson was still playing in Liverpool At that time, Mortensen began to explain his game.

"Mark, you know..." John Mortensen looked at Mark Laurenson's face and said with a grin. "I also agree with Gary. You still look better without a beard."

Laurenson touched his beard: "John, are you very optimistic about Dunn too?"

Mortensen shook his head: "I just think it will look better if you shave your beard... Ah, kidding. As for Tony Dunn... I don't know if I am optimistic about him, don't you think he is weird? It’s amazing for a while, and low-level for a while. I think there may only be one person in this world who will always look good on him."

"Who?"

"Tony Dunn."

"he himself?"

Mortensen nodded: "His confidence makes me feel incredible. He will show confidence anytime, but I don't know where that confidence comes from. I have studied his previous and current character differences. A full half of the earth. The Royal Infirmary of the University of Nottingham concluded that it was caused by the brain impact...If this is the case, I must say that God made a big joke with all of us."

Laurenson habitually touched the beard on his lips, thinking about Mortensen's words repeatedly in his heart.

Mortensen smiled: "Why, I'm worried about losing my beard?"

"I didn't..." Laurenson "blows beard and stares" again.

While the two were chatting in the comment box, Tony Dunn looked at the silent players in the locker room.

The players, coaches, team doctors, including Dunn himself did not speak. The singing cheering for Sheffield United in the stands was clearly audible, which added to the depressive atmosphere in the locker room.

Everyone is watching Dun En, and for half a season, he has established prestige among them through his own actions. This is a crucial game. At this time everyone will choose to trust their head coach, their boss, and their "Boss."

Dunn finally spoke. His voice was not high, but he suppressed the singing of the home team fans outside.

"This season we played against Sheffield United four times. We lost all the first three times. In the 17th round of the league, we even lost 0:3 at our home court. We lost to them 1:2 at home in the first round of the playoffs. , Not only lost three points, but also sent them two away goals. Now it seems that we are not lucky enough in this game. It is said that the third team to be promoted to the Premier League after this season is Sheffield United, but I know they are all talking nonsense. And I know you guys know it too."

"Yes!" someone couldn't help but replied.

Dunn glanced at the vocal Andy Reid, and the young man was looking at himself with his eyes beaming. He continued: "I admit that Sheffield United is better than us in terms of overall strength, but it is not only the strength of both sides that determines the outcome of a game, but also some other things... Uh, do you want to hear me tell a story? ?"

No one knew why Dunn suddenly wanted to tell everyone a story before such an important game, or what kind of story it was, but they knew that Dunn must have his reason for doing this, so they nodded.

"It is said that a long, long time ago, the age is too old to be tested. A war broke out between two countries. This war has been fought for a long time, and finally it is the moment for a decisive battle. A large army is on the battlefield. Instead, he asked the soldiers to pitch the camp on the riverbank with their backs on the turbulent river. His staff resolutely opposed, and they said to the general:'My lord, there is the rapids behind. Put the camp here and we have no way out. Retreat! In case our situation is unfavorable, we won't even have a way to run!'" Tang En seemed to be playing a drama, he imitated Han Xin's adviser. He adapted this story that most people know in China and told this group of British people. They still listened with gusto.

"The general told his men: "This is a decisive battle. If there is a war, and there is a little momentum wrong, our soldiers will run away. Do you expect the skirmishers to win the battle? I ask you to camp on the river beach with your back. By Dahe, I just want to tell all the soldiers: They have no way out now! If you don’t want to die, you can defeat the enemy and win this battle! "Do you know what the result will be?" Dunn stretched out a finger, "That The morale of the general's army was soaring, and they all defeated enemies that were much stronger than them, with the belief that'either you die or I die'."

"Don't you think this is very similar to our current situation? Our situation is so bad that it can't be worse, it's worse than I was knocked over by David on the sidelines and hit the ground on the back of my head!" Dunn said, pointing here. Pointing at Johnson, everyone laughed, and the tension in the locker room eased slightly.

After a pause, when the players finished laughing and looking at him expectantly again, Dunn made a straight face and continued. "Formidable opponent, away game, Gavin's death... There are a lot of internal and external troubles, and it is a hundred times more difficult than any moment we have faced before! But I firmly believe that we can win, because we have never been as strong as today. There is no way for us to escape, in fact I don’t need to escape. Kill Sheffield United and reach the final! Then..." Dunn breathed a sigh of relief, "... Then we go to the Super League next season."

"Why are we practicing all kinds of tactics over and over this week? I tell you, today we are fighting back, either they will die, or we will die! If you don't want to die, just go out and kill them!!" Tang Enda Walking to the door, he opened the locker room door.

The singing and shouting from the stands of Balamore Lane Stadium flooded in, filling this small locker room in an instant.

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