Godfather Of Champions

The hottest August of the year has passed, and into September, the weather in Nottingham gradually cools down. Sometimes when he gets up early in the morning, Dunn has to put a coat over the T-shirt.

Yang Yan ended her summer vacation and returned to Nottingham from China. During the two-month vacation, she first went to Italy with her friends, then returned to her hometown after the SARS epidemic in China was relieved and the travel ban was abolished.

Poor Dunn can't go back even if he wants to. He is leading the team to play the game.

After Yang Yan returned to Nottingham, she gave Dunn a greeting and told him that he had come back from China this trip and brought a Chinese gift to coach Dunn who loves Chinese culture. This should be something that made Dunn very happy, and thanked Yang Yan.

But now he doesn't expect Yang Yan to appear as much as before. I haven't seen Yang Yan for more than two months, didn't hear her voice, and didn't even think about her. In the past, the biggest expectation every week was to lead the team to victory, but it was Yang Yan's Chinese class.

Later, after the school started, Yang Yan offered to reduce the Chinese class twice a week to once a week, because she will be busier than before in the new semester, and she thinks Dunn’s Chinese level is already very high—"I’m afraid it’s better than some Chinese. The level is even higher.” There is no need to waste time on this.

Dunn doesn't have more time to study Chinese now, because he actually doesn't need to learn it at all. So when Yang Yan made this request, he simply agreed, and added that if it is not convenient for Yang Yan to come that day, just call to explain.

Due to schedule adjustments, the sixth round of most teams was postponed to the end of October, including Nottingham Forest. Collymore was finally relieved. But the media did not intend to let him go, they were watching him every day, wanting to see what excuses Mr. Collymore could find.

If he said that the team did not cooperate with each other, it would be great. Now that the team has been given a two-week adjustment period, twelve days is always enough for you to run the team? Gareth Taylor should have a tacit understanding with the team no matter how stupid it is? If you can't win the game by then, let's see what you have to say.

In addition to recharging himself and learning the notes left to him by Tony Dunn every night, Dunn has spent the night in Burns’s bar, chatting with everyone about the current football situation and Talk about the difficulties encountered by the forest team recently. If anyone wants him to return to the City Stadium, he never refuses.

Since knowing that Dunn's often goes to Burns' Forest Bar, Pierce Bruce has almost regarded it as his second home.

Dunn doesn't really want people in the media to be too close to him. He hates the media very much. So I saw Bruce in the bar several times, and he tried every means to drive Bruce away.

"Hi, are you going to drive me away again today?" Bruce stood in front of Dunn's seat, looking at him with his hands in his pockets.

Dunn was eating, and seeing Bruce, he put the spoon aside. "Damn it, I don't have any appetite to see your face. Why are you still coming? You should work overtime in the office to compile the sensational news... Where is Kenny?" He looked up.

"Don't look, I'm a customer who paid to spend money here, he has no right to drive me away, so are you." Bruce took two glasses of beer from the messenger, one for himself, and one for Dunn's plate. . Then he pulled the chair away and sat down.

"If you want to bribe me with a glass of beer..." Before Dunn could speak, Bruce pushed the beer in front of him.

"If you want more, that's fine."

Looking at Bruce’s smiling face, Dunn sighed: "Well, if you want to come to me, whatever you want. But I have to warn you: you are not a reporter here. No matter what we talk about, I don’t want to be in the newspaper. Seen from above." Dunn used this to test Bruce's approach to his purpose.

If he wants some exclusive news from here, then chase him away immediately.

Bruce nodded: "Of course, I'm an ordinary Forest fan after work."

"Very good, not bad." Dunn pushed the glass back to Bruce. "I thought about it, Mr. Bruce. If one day I suddenly intend to write a biography, I must look for you."

"If there is such a day, it will be my honor." Bruce laughed. "Also, can I ask you a question? Mr. Dunn."

"Ok?"

"Are you ready to go back to the City Stadium?" Bruce raised his glass.

The wine glasses of the two touched gently.

"What do I need to prepare? I don't need to prepare anything... But going back is not now, not yet."

That's right, now is really not the best time for Dunn to return to City Stadium. God seems to have not abandoned Stan Collymore.

After a 12-day break, the Forest team played at home in the seventh round of the league against Sheffield United, who eliminated them in the play-offs last season. This is a very important game for Forest fans and they must never lose the game.

Collymore and Forest team players obviously also know the importance of this game to them. So this game they won at home is a matter of course.

Gareth Taylor, who had high expectations from Collymore, finally broke out. He scored two goals in the 30th and 56th minutes of the game, and tied the score to 2:1.

In the 71st minute, Andy Reid was the icing on the cake. In the end Nottingham Forest won the game amidst the roar of the fans.

Collymore, who won the ball, was very proud. In the interview, he kept mentioning Taylor's two goals-both of which were iconic headers.

Of course, it is not without problems. Although Rebrov contributed an assist, his number of goals as the main forward has stagnated since the first round of the league. What is the use of a striker who has many assists but can't score?

On September 17th, in the eighth round of the league, Nottingham Forest challenged Burnley away. This time it won more simply, 3:0.

David Johnson, Andy Reid, and Gareth Taylor each scored a goal, won two consecutive rounds, and Taylor scored two consecutive rounds. The happy Collymore excitedly announced the team's holiday... Then he disappeared on the night of the game, and the hotel room was empty. Who knew he had found that beauty again to spend the Spring Festival evening.

The two-game winning streak allowed Collymore to spend the spring evening with the beauty, and it also made his heart less pressure. As a head coach, winning or losing is normal...so he always forgets what he is facing. Dunn commented that Collymore is a typical "wine and drunk today, and tomorrow will be more sorrowful". He never seems to plan the future of the team. He will pick up girls if the pressure is reduced when he wins, and blame this if he loses Blame that.

He thinks Evan Daggerty is not like an idiot. What a coach of this level can bring to the Forest team, even Americans who do not understand football should know very well. But why hasn't there been any movement from the top of the club? Dunn began to pay attention to all news about the forest team's finances and the club's board of directors.

Anyway, compared with his previous job as the head coach of the first team, his current job seems to be on vacation, and he has a lot of time to study things that he never involved.

Speaking of Dunn’s own work... The Nottingham youth team ranked second in the fourth group of youth leagues, only two points less than the first Aston Villa (Aston`Villa). We must know that the Villa youth team is 2002. The champion of the FA Youth Cup in England.

The Forest Team also successfully entered the third round in the FA Youth Cup. The young players like Dunn’s coaching style, because it can bring them victory. Isn’t playing games just to win? If you win the ball, you can be looked at by more people, and you have a better future. Even if you are not looked at by the first team, you can have a good mood, right?

Dunn never let his players "enjoy football" during a game, unless the team has led the opponent by more than four goals and there are less than ten minutes left in the game. He never tells the young players "what a wonderful sport football is", he usually says "what a wonderful thing victory is."

The youth team has George Wood's name on the bench in every game, but he still hasn't got even a minute of game time. To be honest, Dunn’s approach puzzled other youth team players. Everyone could see that the coach paid much attention to this Wood. After training every day, he would take him to the second field for additional training, but why was there a game? Don't let him go? Usually the performance of this kid in training is not bad, often let Chris Lak praise loudly.

Even Chris Lak sometimes suggested to Dunn to let Wood go up and play when there was no one around him. Dunn's answer was "wait."

So I waited for another two months...

When Dunn finally changed his black suit with a red round neck short-sleeved T-shirt and put on a long-sleeved shirt in the suit, even though he still felt the morning chill, late autumn in Nottingham came.

The rainy season in the UK is here too... Ah, I was wrong. The rainy season is all year round in the UK. It is the cold rainy season.

Dunn stood on the sidelines and curled his neck to watch the youth team training. He straightened up the collars of his suit, and the rain still poured into his neck. Chris Lak, who personally instructed the players to train on the field, looked worse than him. The rainwater of UMBRO sportswear can reflect the light.

Tomorrow is the third round of the FA Youth Cup, where the Forest team will face their opponents, from the Super League, and has a world-renowned reputation for training young players-Arsenal!

The Arsenal senior team is a strong team, and their youth team is not weak. In addition to Wenger, who attaches great importance to youth football construction, they also have a modern youth training base and the best youth training coaches, as well as the ability to vigorously cultivate potential young players bought from all over the world.

Dunn is not afraid of Arsenal, but he must pay attention to this team. Because today's Arsenal youth team has a very special person.

The practice in the rain is mainly targeted defense. George Wood is obviously a key figure in training, and he is "focused on" by the coaching staff. The eighteen-year-old Ross Gardner (Ross`Gardner) is a midfielder who came from Newcastle in the summer. Now he is the main midfielder and the core of the youth team. The 18-year-old James` Beaumont is Gardner's partner in the midfield. He has average skills and an all-around midfielder.

The coaching staff asked the two of them to take turns to organize the offense, while Dunn asked Wood to defend the two men. Whoever came up he would go up and stick to each other. If two people come together, he must be in a good position, don't let the other party easily break through his own line of defense, don't expect to be around to help him, he must do all this alone.

"George Wood!" Chris Lak whistled and paused training, striding in the mud towards Wood who was standing in the rain panting. "You are out of position again! Position, position! How many times do you want me to tell you? Defense is not an idiot that you rush to tackle the ball when you see the opponent dribbling! Look at your front, back, left, and right, get stuck Position, forcing the other party to transfer horizontally or pass back. You can see that you just... have been passed by Gardner again!"

Chris Lak’s roar was clearly audible in the rain, and the raindrops around him were blasted away. Wood lowered his head and said nothing, while the other players took the opportunity to take a breath. The training session has been interrupted many times. Wood's defense always likes to grab the first point, and then it is easily passed by the opponent. If he is allowed to mark people alone, his performance is not bad, once he is allowed to stand and defend...the problem will come.

Dunn stood on the sidelines quietly watching Chris Luck teach Wood. He is very aware of Wood's current problems. This kid is good at man-to-man defense because of his abnormal physical ability, which can make up for the gap in experience, consciousness, and technique in one-on-one. Position defense requires more experience and awareness, which are what Wood lacks most now.

Tomorrow's game...Can you count on him?

Seeing players sprinting, tackling, rolling back and forth in the rain-soaked court... digging up pieces of soil and turf. Standing next to Dunn, Mr. Andrew, who was responsible for the maintenance of the turf of the training base, wrung his brows together in distress.

"Mr. Tang En...can't you go to the second field for training? We just trimmed this field, and now...look at it, it's a swamp!" he complained. "I will be playing on this field tomorrow!"

Dunn turned to look at the forty-something turf worker, and comforted him with a word. "Don't worry, Mr. Andrew, I did it deliberately. After the training is over, you just need to cover the upturned turf. You don't need to work hard to level it."

"This..." Mr. Andrew didn't understand.

"By the way, if it doesn't rain tomorrow, you guys should water more water on this field one hour before the game."

Hearing Dunn's words, Andrew knew what was going on. He asked excitedly: "How much more water, Mr. Dunn?"

Dunn looked at Andrew, who had suddenly realized it, and grinned brightly: "If I say that you will flood this place... OK?"

Andrew followed and laughed loudly: "Mr. Dunn, you are so bad! Don't worry, I will take care of this. Make sure that the Arsenal group of children will not feel that playing here is a very comfortable thing. "

Because tomorrow is the game, today's training will soon be over, and in the end Wood's understanding of defensive positions still has no progress. Chris Luck sighed to Dunn, shook his head and went back to the shower to change clothes.

The players bowed their heads and ran back to the locker room, only Wood was still standing on the court in a daze. His performance today on this muddy field was really bad enough. But it doesn't matter, just know your shortcomings. Dunn never worried that Wood would lose the motivation to move forward because of the scolding, because he played for a different reason than the other kids in the team. He has a tough body, but also a tough nerve.

Dunn stepped forward and patted Wood who was in a daze.

"Go back and change clothes, beware of colds."

Wood looked up at Dunn, hesitated, and then asked: "Am I still on the list tomorrow?"

"Of course." Dunn nodded, "Go back, if you have a cold, I have to delete you from the list."

Wood ran back to the locker room. Looking at his back, Dunn was also having a headache for the problem Chris Luck was worried about.

The sky outside darkened. Because of the rain on a cloudy day, it was dark as if it was dark before half past five. The patter of rain hit the glass windows and the ground, making continuous crackling noises. From time to time, someone ran under the window and stepped on the puddle with their feet, and the sound of pops went from far to near, and from near to far. Because of the weather, the streets outside were quite deserted, and no children could be heard making loud noises together, and there were no screams from men and women.

Although it is cold outside, this simple kitchen and dining room is especially warm because of the warm fire, orange lights, and fragrant black tea.

This is the feeling of home.

Although the couple who lived here didn't have much money, they were much warmer than Dunn's empty and deserted house.

George Wood, who took a hot bath, throws all the clothes that were soiled during training and the rain soaked on the way back into the washing machine, then pours the water in the bucket into it, scoops a spoonful of washing powder, and covers it. Put on the lid and unscrewed the switch. After finishing this, he went back to the kitchen to help his mother wash the dishes. Sophia was sitting at the dining table cutting potatoes and preparing for dinner, even though it was still early.

"George."

"Huh?" Wood took the clean milk pan out of the water, wiped it dry and set it aside, then took the plate and put it in the water.

"If your mother remembers correctly, will you have a game tomorrow?" Sophia lowered her head and cut the potatoes into pieces, asking casually.

Wood hummed again. Even in his own home, he didn't talk much.

"Are you on Mr. Dunn's list again?"

"Go in."

"Will it be played this time?"

Wood stopped his work, looked at the tap water gurgling from the tap, and shook for a while, then shook his head: "I don't think so."

"why?"

"Maybe I haven't played well enough."

"What is good?" Mom asked again.

Wood continued to shake his head, "I don't know. Dunn thinks it's okay."

"George, you want to call him husband." Sophia corrected her son's impolite behavior.

Wood said reluctantly: "Mr. Dunn."

Sophia smiled: "I want...to see you play tomorrow."

With a sound, the plate in Wood's hand slipped into the water. He turned around and looked at his mother in surprise. "Your body..."

"Just walk, don't think your mother is too bad, George." Mother Sophia said to Wood with a smile, but the son did not give in, he frowned and did not nod.

In this way, the mother smiled and looked at his son, and the son looked at his mother with a sullen face, and the sound of water rushed behind him. Sophia pointed to the pool behind her son and reminded: "It's overflowing, George."

Wood turned around and turned off the faucet, and continued to wash his dishes.

"George, do you like playing football?" Sophia changed the subject.

Wood shook his head.

"Don't like it, or don't you know?"

"do not know."

"Then did you feel happy when you played football?"

"I... never thought about it."

"It won't work like this." Sophia put down the potatoes and knife in her hand, then got up and went to her bedroom. Then she took out a mirror from inside, walked behind Wood, and slowly placed the mirror in front of Wood.

Wood looked at himself in the mirror and didn't understand what his mother was doing.

"Look at it, George." Mother's whisper sounded behind Wood's ear. "Why do you always frown your brows? Has anyone upset you?"

"No, mother." Wood shook his head.

"Smile more, George. Don't you think you will be handsome when you smile?"

Wood grinned in the mirror, revealing two rows of neat white teeth.

"Little George the lion." Mom grabbed Wood's black and shiny hair, and they draped it over his head like a lion's mane.

Sophia, who had been intimate with her son, returned to the table. "What do you think of Mr. Dunn?" She asked seemingly casually, but made Wood concentrate. "Optimistic and cheerful, every day seems to be full of energy. George, you should be like him." Mom did not notice the change in Wood's expression, she lowered her head and concentrated on cutting the potatoes.

"I've decided. If it doesn't rain tomorrow, I will watch your game."

Dunn was eating dinner at the Forest Bar while looking up at the weather forecast program on the TV.

"...Nottingham will have light to moderate rain tomorrow day to night, and the temperature..."

"Yeah!" Tang En clenched his fist, this is the weather he most hopes for.

Burns next to him put down the newspaper and said to him, "You value tomorrow's game very much, Tony."

"Of course, we will enter the fourth round if we win." Dunn bowed his head and grilled rice.

"What is the winning percentage?" asked Bruce, who was sitting across from him.

Dunn shook his head: "It's hard to say, Arsenal are very strong. There are a few powerful little guys in their team. Especially the Spaniard..."

"You mean that Fabregas? But he is only sixteen." Bruce shrugged.

"Mr. Reporter, for some people, age is not the issue that affects their performance. We usually call them'geniuses' for this kind of people." Dunn pushed the plate, drank beer and rinsed his mouth, and the dinner was over. .

The influence brought by Dunn's crossing appeared more and more in front of him, but fortunately it did not affect some important events, such as the transfer of Francesc Fabregas. Just after October 1st, the young midfielder of the Barcelona B team switched to the London Premier League team Arsenal. Professor Wenger can't wait until the transfer window opens in January next year to get the best player of the U16 World Championship, even though he is still unable to give Fabregas a position in the first team.

"Oh, don't worry, Tony!" Fat John said loudly to Dunn with a glass of wine, "We will all cheer for your team at that time, I hope it won't frighten the boys at Arsenal! "

His words were approved by others, and everyone said that they would go to the youth team game.

Dunn thanked him and raised his glass of wine: "But John, only ticket sales are available."

The game is held in the training base. Tickets are not sold at all. You can watch it whenever you want, just stand outside the barbed wire on the sidelines. Compared with the plastic seat stands of the City Stadium, this is of course a "standing ticket".

"It doesn't matter, just let us squat and watch the ball..."

The thin Bill interrupted John's words: "Wrong, fat man. We can squat down to watch the ball, you can't. If you can really squat down, prepare to sew your pants! Ahahaha!"

Everyone in the bar laughed.

John scratched his head embarrassedly, "Whatever, squat and stand. But Tony... so many of us go to the game, don't you lose to us!"

"Fatty, when have I disappointed you?" Amidst the laughter, Dunn replied loudly, "Of course we will win!"

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