Godfather Of Champions

In the Nottingham Forest youth team, Dunn’s most attention is two people, one is Gareth Bale who Dunn personally dug from Southampton. He always takes the time to look at Bell's training situation to see if he is improving.

Bell is very obedient. Although Dunn forgot to tell him why he changed to left back, he still insisted on practicing at the left back position. Although he can't see much effect at present, he is still practicing. Another thing that attracted great attention from Dunn was Bell's free kick practice.

What excites Dunn is that after correct guidance and practice, this kid's talent for free kicks began to show. According to Bell's father, Bell is very fond of free kicks. He even goes home in the yard and only does one thing in school physical education class-practice free kicks with his left foot.

Standing on the sidelines, watching the kid kick the football over the moving wall again and again, Dunn seemed to see the birth of another Beckham. This kind of personally watching a player's ability from mediocrity to gradually distinctive sense of accomplishment is really indescribable, as if, as if... as if giving birth to a child and then raising them by hand.

These young players are his children, and he is their father.

As for the other person he is very concerned about, it is naturally George Wood. His attention to Wood has become public. The entire youth team knows that this stupid boy is highly regarded by coaches, but few people can see why. Wes Morgan was one of those who understood.

Leading the team to play four games, Dunn did not let Wood go on a game, every time he was put on the bench list, but let him watch it off the court, but he did not give him a chance to play for a minute. Chris Lak thought Dunn was worried that this kid would go up and destroy the other person alone. But Dunn himself knew exactly what he meant by doing this.

Does George Wood also know? Dun En had no bottom in his heart. This kid didn't talk a lot at ordinary times. If he didn't take the initiative to ask, he wouldn't be able to hold back a fart for three days. If he wants to have any ideas, isn't it all fermented in his heart? So he decided to talk to Wood after training today.

At the end of the day's training, the youth team players left the training ground in twos and threes, discussing where to go to play this kind of problem in the evening. This is a time for them to relax. Dunn and Chris Lak never care about the private lives of the players, as long as they don't play too much.

After bidding farewell to Chris Lak and other coaches in the office, Dunn hurried to the dressing room. Several players had just taken a shower, sitting in the dressing room while waiting for the water on their bodies to be dried. to chat with. Among them is the captain of the youth team Wes Morgan.

Dunn broke in and interrupted the conversation between the children. He glanced around and didn't find George Wood. So he asked, "Did anyone see Wood?"

Morgan stood up: "No, coach. We didn't see him come back."

"Huh?" Dunn felt strange, "I haven't seen him come back?"

Mogan nodded, and then pointed to the north: "I see he walked directly to the north after the training..." After thinking about it, he added, "He also took a football."

After seeing Mogan pointing his finger to the north, Dunn had already guessed it—George Wood must have gone to the second field to practice. This kid!

"Thank you. I wish you a good evening!" Dunn bid farewell to the players and walked to the second court.

Walking to the sidelines of No. 2, he did not expect it. George Wood continues to do the basic training he has done for half a year on the training ground in the twilight: header, pass, dribble...

Seeing this scene, Dunn didn't feel moved, honestly he was even a little angry. He hurried forward and stepped on the football Wood kicked out.

George Wood moved his gaze upward from Dunn's feet, and saw Tony Dunn angrily.

Dunn stretched out his four fingers before Wood's eyes, and said to him in a slightly angry voice: "Four hours. The maximum training time per day set by UEFA for young players." Then the four fingers became two. , It seems that the number has decreased...

"Twenty hours. The maximum weekly training time set by UEFA for youth teams. Do you know why such a requirement is specifically set for training time, George?"

Wood shook his head. He has nothing to do with this. For him, he only needs to practice well.

"Just to prevent people like you from doing such a stupid thing!" Dun En sternly rebuked, "Do you know why I ended your basic practice here when I transferred you back to the team? After three to four hours of high-intensity training, you still have to train yourself for another two hours, then your body will collapse before you become famous!"

Dunn spoke with a sharp tone, originally thinking that George Wood would be frightened. Unexpectedly, he shook his head, and then said lightly: "I don't think the team's daily training is too tiring."

Shit! Dunn cursed in his heart.

"Are you King Kong or Hulk? Okay, I don't care how much energy you have in your body. Anyway, you must end training now and go home for me!" Dunn stepped on the football and pulled it back and forth in his heart. Calculating how to successfully pick the football from under his feet to his hands at one time, he is not willing to lose face in front of his players.

Concentrated on how to successfully provoke the football, Dunn did not notice that George Wood, who was on the opposite side, followed his pull of the ball, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the football that was pulled back and forth by him.

After pulling back and forth about a dozen times, Dunn estimated that he should be able to succeed at one time. He pulled his right foot back abruptly, causing the football to roll back slightly, and then he quickly kicked his foot forward, tiptoe up, and meet. The football that rolled back, "shovel" the football like a shovel!

Haha! I made it! Tang En, who played a very bad football level, just wanted to laugh out loud, but suddenly felt a sudden gust of wind around him! Feeling the danger, he instinctively leaned back. Then he saw clearly...

Wood didn't know when he was already lying on the ground, his body was parallel to the ground, his right hand supported the ground, and at the same time his left foot quickly swung toward the football still in the air. The wind he felt just now was brought up by this foot!

The football is less than five centimeters away from Dunn’s feet. Looking at Wood’s aggressive posture, if he kicks a little bit down, Dunn will put his right foot in a cast tomorrow and use a cane in both hands to lead the team for training...

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, a few scraps of grass rose in front of him, and Dunn couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Then he sat down on the ground and looked silly at the rows of woods to the north. Wood just kicked the football directly behind the woods... There is a slope, and under the **** is the Trent River!

This kid! Kick the football so far... this is not the point! The point is that he broke the kick cleanly! If it is during the game, this is enough defense to arouse cheers from commentators and fans. fast! Accurate! Fast! It's perfect... Wood, you really are suitable for the midfielder!

George Wood didn't know what Dunn was thinking at this moment, he got up and wanted to pick up the ball. Just a few steps out, he was stopped by the recovered Dunn: "Don't go, George. Do you know where you kicked the football just now?"

"There." Wood pointed to the dark woods in the twilight.

"Wrong. It's even further." Dunn pointed up, "You kicked into the Trent River, don't pick it up."

"But that's the club's football..." Wood was afraid that the club would make him compensate.

"Every year the club loses countless footballs, not bad for you. I think if you are lucky, maybe you will see many footballs in the river in autumn..."

"Why?" Wood didn't understand.

"Because the football kicked out for you has to swim back from the Atlantic to lay eggs! Haha!" Dunn sat on the ground and laughed, but he coughed again and frowned when he was half laughing. "Ah, **** it! You still kicked me!"

He gently touched his toe with his right hand, it was very painful, it should have been brought by Wood's shoe spikes.

"Come here and help me up." Dunn, who was sitting on the ground, stretched out his left hand to Wood, but he quickly changed his mind-stretched out both hands. "You just carried me up!"

"Why?" Wood seemed reluctant.

"Why? You kicked me and made me unable to walk. Do you want me to jump back on one leg alone? Besides, don't you still have extra energy to release? Take me home, This is also a type of physical training. Hurry up, it's getting dark..."

Wood had no choice but to walk in front of Dun En, leaned over to let Dun En climb on his back, and then supported him hard. A seventeen-year-old man carrying a thirty-four-year-old man on his back is really funny.

Dunn adjusted his posture slightly to make himself feel more comfortable. Except for the sticky sweat on Wood, everything else is pretty good.

"Hey, George." Dunn, who was lying on Wood's back, patted the boy's broad shoulders.

"what's up?"

"Tell me, why do you have to train yourself?"

"Because I..." Wood hummed vigorously, "I think I have a bad foundation."

Dunn grinned silently. "George, do you know why I didn't let you play in these games?"

"Because I have a poor foundation."

"That's just one of the reasons. In fact, I hope you will see more on the bench what your teammates who have received seven or eight years of football training do on the field. It's useless to show you those high-level football videos. You start from the people around you, you learn how they handle the ball, how to deal with the various situations that happen in the game, and then keep it in my mind. This is your experience. Keep these experiences in mind, when you next time When the opponent's forward is running in front and you are chasing from behind, you will know what to do best."

"Yeah." Wood nodded.

"Also, if you have to practice after every training day... Yes, I agree with you to do so. But you have to be under my supervision, and the additional training time must not exceed forty minutes a day. Also, George. "

"Ok?"

"Although you kicked my foot, I still have to say that your tackle just now was very, very...beautiful!"

Dunn didn't hear Wood's answer to this, he didn't say thank you or anything else, but Dunn could feel that the kid's walking speed increased and his steps became stronger.

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