Godfather Of Champions

On August 15, when Collymore led the team from Nottingham to Reading, west of London, to challenge the home team, Dunn’s youth team ushered in the first round of their youth league opponents at the training base—— Leicester City.

It’s completely different from the media team following Collymore to Reading. The youth team’s training base is deserted. Except for the parents, relatives and friends of some young players, there are even two media outlets. One is the official website of Nottingham Forest and the other is The Nottingham Evening Post.

Dunn looked strangely at the gentle young man standing beside him.

"Mr. Reporter, the first team's game is in Reading, not in Vilford." Dunn kindly reminded the Evening Post reporter Pierce Bruce.

"I know, Mr. Coach." Bruce stood there, not turning around to leave.

"Do you know why you haven't left? The game will not start until tomorrow. You can also stay for the night in the past and interview the colorful nightlife of the forest team players."

"How colorful is it, Mr. Coach?"

"Uh..." Dunn looked at the sky, then answered Bruce's question like this, "You have to ask Mr. Stan Collymore."

Bruce laughed, "Mr. Coach, I used to worry that you would be unwell, it seems I was wrong."

"Huh?" Dun En felt strange, "Why should I be so depressed?"

Bruce looked at Dunn and found that his surprised expression did not seem to be pretended, so he shook his head: "No, nothing."

"Well, the chat time is over. Why are you still not leaving?"

"Of course I will not go, Mr. Coach. Not only will I not go today, but I will not go in the future. From now on I will be responsible for reporting on the Nottingham youth team."

Dunn opened his mouth wide, then scratched his head, and mumbled: "Whatever you want..." Then he turned back to the rest of the team and made the final preparations for the game.

Bruce suddenly stopped Dunn: "Coach Dunn! Can I interview you with a question?"

Dunn turned and looked at him: "Say."

"The game against Leicester City, how confident do you think we can win?" Bruce took out a small book and opened up to record Dunn's answer.

Dunn waved his hand: "Don't remember, your question is meaningless."

Bruce was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the answer he would get would be this.

"Of course we will win. Do you have any questions?"

Hearing this typical Tony Dunn answer, Bruce smiled and shook his head: "No, I have no questions to ask."

When Dunn returned to the middle of the team, the young players had already changed their game uniforms and gathered together waiting for him to speak. Dunn looked at the blue sky above his head, and then at the look in the eyes of these children. If a person has done a great thing, it will become a symbol of that person within a period of time, and will be mentioned in many occasions. For example, Dunn did everything at the halftime of the game against West Ham. Until now, everyone still remembers it. Wes Morgan must have told the children in front of him all the things he heard and saw about Tony Dunn when he returned to the youth team.

Although this wasn't Dunn's intention, he had to admit that Morgan did a great help to him. Children are the most prone to personal adoration, and now Tony Dunn is undoubtedly the idol in the hearts of these children, and these people will listen to what he says.

This is great and saves a lot of trouble.

In the distance, the little players of Leicester also gathered around to listen to their head coach's speech. They wore blue jerseys with only numbers and no names, but they were players trained in professional football just like the guys in the Forest.

In the empty Vilford Youth Training Base, except for the absence of three-story stands and enthusiastic spectators, Dunn felt that his current environment was no different from professional games.

"Listen, lads." Dunn coughed and said solemnly, "I was interviewed by a reporter over there just now. He questioned your abilities. He thinks you face the youth team of the Premier League team. It will be difficult to make a difference." Dunn pointed his finger at Pierce Bruce in the distance.

The irritated little players immediately turned their eyes on Bruce, yelled at him and waved their fists. Bruce, who was kept in the dark, did not understand what these children had to say about him. He waved his hand to show his friendship, but the children did not appreciate it.

"Okay, okay, don't embarrass that poor reporter." Dunn clapped his hands to signal everyone to focus on him again. "The youngest of you here is also seventeen years old. For most of you... No, maybe for all of you, becoming a professional player, becoming a star like Michael Dawson, wearing you The red jersey of the Forest team with his name is the goal to board the city stadium. Am I wrong?"

The children yelled and replied: "No! No!"

"Yes! That's what we think!"

"Very good." Dunn nodded, "You are no longer eleven or twelve-year-old children. You will be satisfied after practicing for four hours a week. Other times you have to go to school with your schoolbag to be a good baby. The club signed a professional contract and you are professional players. Am I right?"

"Yes! Yes! We are professional players!" The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys waved their fists. If it weren't for most of them with a childish face and just looking at their bodies, it would be believed that they are professional players on the first team.

"So when you can't win the game, when you make people feel that you can't win, you will be looked down upon by them." Dunn pointed to Pierce Bruce again, "Like that. I know you are both Not convinced, I have already taught that guy a lot! I told him-of course we will win! He will regret it because he underestimated you!"

"Well said, coach!"

"Yes! He will regret it!"

Dunn stretched out his hands and motioned everyone to quiet down and listen to him finish. "But! We all know it's easy to talk about it, and anyone can brag! I want you to prove that I didn't make a mistake in the next game! Let the reporter who despised you regret his ignorance!"

The children began to get excited, Dunn took a moment to glance, and George Wood, who was standing outside the crowd, clenched his fists and bit his lip. Although this game will not let him play, Dunn is very happy to see Wood's performance. This is a great opportunity for these kids to instill their football ideas. He has to add another fire.

"You have to remember!" Dunn waved his arms vigorously and hit the ground. "Coach Tony Dunn's football is a winning football! From the moment you change your clothes in the locker room, you will give me all other miscellaneous ideas. Put aside! You just need to think about how to win! You have to tell yourself: I will win today! Not'what if I lose'!"

"We will definitely win!" Wes Morgan took the lead and shouted loudly. The victory declaration of a group of people even attracted the attention of the visiting team. They looked at this group of crazy opponents inexplicably.

"We will definitely—win!!"

Ninety minutes later, the Leicester City Youth Team, a guest at Nottingham, went home crying with a score of 1:4. They were completely shocked by the ferocious expressions of this group of peers in the game and their undaunted hard work. Up.

Bruce was happy on the sidelines for Dunn's achievements, but the children of the forest youth team didn't seem to like him, and they ran back to the locker room from him with grimacing faces and fists.

Just when he felt inexplicable, Dunn came to him with a bright smile and took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Bruce, go find me at the Forest Bar tomorrow afternoon. I will invite you to drink. Thank you for this game! "

Bruce scratched his head and didn't understand how Dun En suddenly became enthusiastic, but he still happily accepted the kindness. "I will go, but what do you thank me for?"

"Well, this...Thank you anyway."

The next day, Bruce was in the Forest Bar with Dunn, Kenny Burns, and other loyal Forest fans, drinking beer and watching the live TV game of the Forest team away from Reading.

Under the bright afternoon sun in Reading, the Forest team played the worst match of the season. Rebrov, who was highly expected by people, exposed his old problem of not being able to adapt to the English football style. Faced with the tall, strong, and rude guards of Reading, he was at a loss and found nothing. He was caught in the 60th minute of the game. Changed early.

The final result of this game was that the Forest team lost a 0:3 away game. From the scene to the score, they were completely defeated, and there was no way to fight back!

When the game was broadcast to the final moments, when Collymore's stupid close-up appeared on the TV screen, a uniform shout suddenly broke out in the forest bar: "Tony! Tony! Tony! Tony!" These fans watching the football. Calling Dunn's name is like cheering for the team in the stands.

Dunn and Bruce stood between them. Bruce was frightened by the sudden shout. He looked around the bar in surprise. He found that almost everyone in the room was standing up, slapped and shouted Dunn's name.

Compared to Bruce's surprise, Dunn was calm, or he took everything for granted in front of him.

"Mr. Dunn, this is..." Bruce asked puzzledly.

Dunn grinned, revealing two neat rows of teeth, like a lion, the king of beasts surrounded by animals in awe, glanced at Bruce, and then roared in a shout that could lift the ceiling: " Mr. Bruce, one day, one day I will be back! At that time, you will hear cheers greater than this!" He opened his arms, clenched his fists, and threw up forcefully.

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