Godfather Of Champions

Dunn didn't know what he said was wrong...In short, he was cold.

Fortunately, Robson quickly rescued Dunn, who was in embarrassment. He smiled: "Perhaps, maybe not. You know, Mr. Dunn, I was born in Newcastle, but I didn’t have it until I was sixty-six. Opportunity to coach the hometown team. Before, I wandered around, Holland, Portugal, Spain...Mr. Dunn, you are much luckier than my old man. By the way, for the trouble that may be charged, you need the coaching association to provide you with legal help ?"

Dunn shook his head and declined Robson's kindness: "Thank you Sir, but I have found a lawyer who is willing to fight for me."

Robson nodded and said, "That's good. Enjoy the reception to the full and leave your troubles aside. Have a good time." After saying that Robson and Clough both left and walked to a group of old men. It should be the old coach who has coached in various teams in England. Maybe they were enemies when they were coaches, but this does not prevent them from drinking and chatting together after retirement.

Football, life, that's it.

No one came to enthusiastically lead him into this circle. Dunn had some doubts about Clough's purpose in bringing him to this reception-he hadn't received an invitation from the coaching association before. Was it because Clough was on a whim, or was it because his son Nigel had something to leave and needed someone to accompany this old man who had just recovered from the operation?

Dunn stood at the door, looking at the lively venue. This is a fairly large-scale bar, but it is not as magnificent as Dunn had imagined before, and it is full of upper class atmosphere. In fact, it's just a place bigger than a normal bar. Everyone gathers to chat and drink. Some people come in and some go out. It's very casual. Some of them knew Dunn, he had seen him on TV when he was a fan, or the opponent he met after coaching the Forest, but most of them did not know the origin of their names.

Ferguson surrounded a lot of people, they were congratulating the Premier League's best coach of the decade, saying various compliments. Flattery is not divided into national races, and it is popular everywhere. Ferguson smiled and accepted congratulations from others. Manchester United reversed Arsenal this season and won the league title. He is in a very good mood.

But Dunn didn't plan to join in the fun. One, he is not acquainted with Sir Fred; two, he is a man of arrogant personality and does not like to follow the crowd. If everyone left Sir Ferguson in the cold, he would take the initiative to congratulate him, but if most people were doing the same thing, he would disdain to do it. Not necessarily hating Ferguson and his achievements, it is purely due to character.

Everyone likes to join in the fun, but he just wants to drill into the corner. It’s like his fixed seat in the forest bar is in the farthest corner. Today, he turned around and walked to the corner of the house with no people. He looked at the group of people in front of him coldly, without the excitement of stepping into this circle at all. Everyone is the head coach of a professional team, the real head coach, and what he is...a sacked substitute.

Ferguson is the focal point in this room, even in front of those old men who have retired. He can still have his place.

Dunn casually found a seat with no one, and slowly sipped the wine in the glass. Slightly boring to play the game of "finding acquaintances" to see how many faces I can recognize.

He recognized a lot of people who only heard their names but rarely saw their faces before, but did not see two foreign coaches in the crowd. One is the Chelsea coach Claudio La, who is currently in the rumor of an acquisition. Nelly, maybe many people in this room still don’t know what’s going to happen, but Dunn knew that soon the tinker would soon become the focus of their jealousy-today is June 27th, if he If the memory is not wrong, on July 1st or 2nd, Chelsea officials will announce to the outside world that Abramovich has officially become the new owner of the London club. Bates bought the Chelsea club for only one pound, and now he has sold for 60 million, and all other debts have also been wiped out. It is a good deal. Dunn has some regrets: why didn't he travel to before 1982, and then rushed to buy Chelsea for a pound in front of this Jew...

The other is Ferguson's rival in the Premier League for ten years, Arsenal coach Frenchman Jose Wenger.

Dunn thought about it, Wenger's absence is purely normal. The Frenchman is almost incompatible with the entire English football circle. He never sits down for a drink with his opponent's coach after a game. Although this is the tradition of English football, the "Professor" Wenger has no intention to comply. In his opinion, many traditions of English football are decadent and are stubborn diseases that hinder the development of football in this country.

Dun En deeply agrees with this. He does not think that it is a good tradition for everyone to smoke and drink together to discuss how to play in the second half during the intermission.

Just when Dun En was in a daze, there was another person beside him. "Is there anyone here?" He asked politely. Dunn didn't react, he shook his head reflexively.

"Thank you." The visitor sat down, and then reached out to Dun En to introduce himself. "Hello, this is David Moyes."

Hearing this name, Dun En's body trembled slightly, he pulled out from the wandering, turned his head and looked at the young marshal in surprise. Slightly pale skin, thin pointed face, light brown short hair, gray eyes... It's Everton coach David Moyes!

"Ah! Hello, this is Tony Dunn. Nice to meet you." Dunn quickly reached out and responded.

"Me too." Moyes withdrew his hand from his pocket and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Why sit here alone?"

"I don't like to join in the fun..." Dunn shrugged, and then suddenly remembered that he had forgotten one thing, "Congratulations on getting the best coach of last season."

"Thank you." Moyes smiled shyly. It was the first time he coached a Premier League team last season, and he didn't expect him to become famous. Dunn has some good feelings for this young coach because he has followed Everton’s game. Everton won the sponsorship of the Chinese company Kejian in the 02-03 season. Two Chinese players came to the team for trial training. Finally, Li Tie succeeded in staying, wearing an Everton jersey with Chinese characters printed on his chest to compete in the Premier League.

Then Dunn didn't know what to say. The atmosphere should have fallen into a cold field, but Moyes suddenly raised his voice: "I remember, Mr. Dunn...you are the head coach of Nottingham Forest!"

These words hit Dun En's sore spot, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It used to be."

"Although I have coached the Premier League team, our family still pays attention to Preston's games. My oldest son is a loyal fan of Preston. He sometimes tells me about Preston's opponents. , But the most talked about is Nottingham Forest. Do you know why?"

Dunn did not answer, just looked up at Moyes with a smile on his face.

"Because the Forest has an impressive head coach. My son said so. The Forest is the team with the biggest difference in performance between the first and second half. If you are worried about where to go, you might as well go to Preston, I believe The people there will welcome you."

Behind the three phone numbers in Dunn's pocket, there was no Preston's name. But Moyes's statement made him a little tempted. He sat in his seat and thought, Moyes didn't bother, just drank his own wine.

At this time, Dunn saw Clough beckoning to himself, and he quickly apologized to Moyes next to him: "I'm sorry, the boss is calling me. Nice to meet you."

Moyes shook hands with him: "Me too, I hope one day we can meet on the court, it must be very exciting!"

After bidding farewell to Moyes, Dunn walked to Clough and found that the old man was standing next to two people with yellow skin and black hair, a man and a woman, who seemed to be reporters. "What's the matter, boss?"

"Well, you go and call Bobby over for me."

Dunn nodded, but more attention was on the woman. She looked very young, in her twenties, in a light gray women's suit and a pair of slender legs under the tight skirt. The only thing that Dun En disliked was that this woman had short hair. Because he turned his back to him and couldn't see how his face looked, Dunn glanced around and turned to find Robson.

The old man is actually quite easy to find, because his silver hair is so conspicuous. Dunn brought Robson to Clough. Clough pointed to Robson and said to two reporters: "These two Chinese reporters asked me why I made you the head coach of the England national team at that time?" 1982 When Greenwood left the position of head coach of the England national team in 1988, his voice was louder than anyone else, but Bobby Robson became the head coach.

When the coach Robson came, both reporters turned their heads. Dunn was able to see the face of the female reporter clearly. Tang En breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the light-shining face of Fendai. Fortunately, it was not the popular type of "behind the scenes of crimes, and from the front, wanting to defend itself". The facial features are very delicate and oriental, indeed Chinese. As for the other male reporter, Dun En automatically ignored it.

The two reporters looked a little excited when they saw Robson's arrival, and Dunn was naturally ignored by them.

Hearing Clough’s question, old Robson laughed loudly: “Because everyone knows that you don’t want to play with those **** in the FA!”

The reporters laughed, and Dunn stood behind them, silent and low-key like a follower. All his eyes were on the beautiful Chinese female reporter, and seeing her smiling happily covering her mouth, he felt that today was not in vain. It’s better to appreciate beautiful women than to look up all the lords.

The two Chinese reporters chatted with Robson for a while and left with satisfaction. Dunn's "Journey of Appreciating Beauty" also ended. Then he returned to the corner and Moyes had been drawn to celebrate his first personal award. Seeing Moyes, who was only thirty-nine years old, surrounded by everyone, he showed the smile of a successful person. Dunn felt a little pantothenic. He never thought he was weaker than others, but this time he lost at the starting line.

He hates failure and does not want to be a loser. But on this occasion today, he is the biggest loser. Dunn didn't understand why Clough brought himself here. He felt uncomfortable seeing these people talking happily. Ferguson, Eriksson, Moyes... is among these big-name coaches, but he has no idea of ​​chasing stars, because he sees these people as his opponents.

One day, Dunn will defeat you one by one! This is not a false statement of an ignorant kid, this is an oath he swears deep in his heart.

Taking into account physical reasons, after the luncheon buffet, Brian Clough said goodbye to Dunn. Everyone enthusiastically went out to bid farewell, but almost everyone turned a blind eye to Dunn next to Clough. For these professional coaches, newcomers like Dunn see too much, and no one will take him to heart.

In this circle, if you want to win everyone's attention, if you want other people to revolve around you, if you want to get their approval, you must come up with some achievements.

In fact, Dunn wanted to ask Clough when he was in the car, why did he bring him here. But as soon as he got in the car, the old man leaned in the back seat and fell asleep. In his slight snoring, they returned to Nottingham from Sheffield.

Dunn told Nigel that he didn't need to go directly to his home, he wanted to go to the forest team training base to see.

When the car stopped at the gate of the forest team youth training camp, Dunn said goodbye to Nigel, then squinted at the head who seemed to be still asleep, and opened the door to get off the car. Just then, behind him, Clough's old and vague voice sounded: "Boy."

Dunn looked back at Clough, who was still closing his eyes.

"Nowadays, many people still mention my achievements and glory in this city from time to time." Clough leaned on the seat and squirmed his lips, murmured, "I led the team to win two European Champions Cups and one league champion. , Four League Cup champions, one European Super Cup champion, unbeaten in 42 consecutive games... What do you think of this result?"

Dunn replied: "Great."

"Then we lost three in six games, setting the second-worst coaching result in club history. After forty-four days, we are dismissed sadly. What do you think of this result?"

"Uh..." Dunn didn't know how to answer this question.

"Nowadays, few people mention the past of my coaching at Leeds United..." The old man sighed. Maybe it was a few shortcomings in his coaching career. "Let's go home, Nigel. "

From beginning to end, the old man did not open his eyes.

Dunn bid farewell to the two and got out of the car. Then he stood on the side of the road and watched the white Ford disappear at the end of the boulevard. The wind that brought him moved his hair and clothes. He thought...there is no longer any doubt about the purpose of taking him to the coaching association reception.

Because he already had the answer in his mind.

No matter what my final choice is, I still want to thank you, boss. This is the second time you have helped me...

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