Godfather Of Champions

The referee finally blew the whistle for the end of the game. Most of the Arsenal players were sitting in the mud, while the players of the Forest team hugged together to celebrate this hard-won victory. They defeated the favorites to win the championship. The Arsenal youth team broke into the fourth round of the FA Youth Cup!

Fabregas, who lost the ball, leaned over and stood in the rain, supporting his knees with both hands, panting heavily. In the last twenty-five minutes of the second half, he was even more tired than the previous sixty-five minutes. In addition to fatigue, there were failures... and these were brought to him by the number 55.

He looked up at No. 55 surrounded by the opposing players. He seemed to be at a loss... Novice!

I was incapable of being defended by a novice for more than 20 minutes! I remember this humiliation! Someday... someday I will find you to get it back! If we still have a chance to compete...

He straightened up suddenly and walked off the court with his head up. No longer take a look at the forest team players and No. 55 who are crazy celebrating victory.

Although he lost the ball, Brady was still very graceful. He took the initiative to shake hands with Dunn, while Wenger followed him.

"As I said before the game, this is indeed a good game..." Brady, who lost the ball, seemed convinced on the surface.

Dunn was in a good mood, and his words were not acrimonious: "You are also very good, but luck is a little worse."

Brady didn't say much to him, smiled and turned away. Wenger with an umbrella did not follow back, but stood in front of Dunn.

Dunn knew that the Frenchman had something to say, but he wouldn't ask first, because that would make him look too attentive...He was a winner, he had to maintain a certain degree of reservedness.

So Wenger stood in front of Dunn with an umbrella in hand, and Dunn stood in front of Wenger under the rain. Neither of them spoke. When Dunn, who was too drenched, shook his head, he finally surrendered: "Mr. Wenger, what can you do with me? If it's okay, then I have to Going back to change clothes..."

Wenger showed a triumphant smile: "Mr. Tony Dunn, I'm here to congratulate you. You did a great job, and your team deserves to win this game." The professor is full of demeanor. Praise Dun En, but make him more like a winner.

Compared with this authentic gentleman, Dunn is a bit inferior. That's right, in front of the Frenchman who didn't even get a drop of muddy water on this trouser tube, Dunn, who was soaked in rain, looked like a hillbilly.

"Ah, thank you Mr. Wenger. That's all..." Dunn suddenly glanced at an additional person beside Sophia, who was definitely not Wood, and the hem of a pink shirt was exposed under the purple suit. Standing in front of Sophia seemed to be saying something, because Dunn couldn't see Sophia's expression and reaction at this time because of the umbrella. But he was a little worried. He wanted to get rid of Wenger soon and rush over to take a look.

"Oh, it's like this... I want to ask, that number 55..."

Dunn had guessed what Wenger meant before he finished speaking. When this very poisonous-eyed Frenchman asked about a young player, that player was attracted to him in all likelihood. So he shook his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wenger. Wood is not for sale. I never thought about whom I would sell him to."

Seeing Tang En's decisive attitude, Wenger nodded: "I understand, then goodbye, Mr. Tang En. I hope that next time we meet and chat like this, we won't be in this place anymore."

"Of course, I hope too." Dunn knew what Wenger meant, because he wanted to say the same. "Sorry, Mr. Wenger, I think there are some things that need to be handled by me..." He has already glanced at Wood and ran to his mother, no matter who the person next to Sophia is or what he is going to do... Anyway , He is going to be unlucky! I have to stop Wood before he has any trouble...

"Okay, good luck, Mr. Dunn..." Before Wenger finished speaking, he saw him turn around and ran out, as if he was a professional player.

"What an interesting person..." Wenger shook his head, then turned and left here.

Sophia, holding an umbrella, saw Wood being surrounded by excited teammates on the sidelines, happy for her son's performance and being accepted by his teammates, and at the same time feeling warm because of Mr. Dunn's careful care.

In order to watch her son's game, Sophia specially put on makeup before going out. She wore her black and beautiful hair with a white hairpin on top of her head, and she wore a thigh-length blue floral turtleneck sweater with white background, and a pair of light-colored jeans. She also carried a small bag in her right hand. It looks ten years younger. Sophia standing in the rain with an umbrella, like a flower moistened by rain and dew, gently swaying in the wind and rain.

Collymore stood behind Sophia and was attracted by the quiet woman, and even forgot his purpose here. The shouts of the men around him were clearly audible, and it made him feel that in this noisy and cold world, a beautiful flower suddenly appeared, what a wonderful thing.

The only regret is that the large black umbrella in a woman's hand is really inconsistent with her temperament. Such a cute woman should hold a small red flower umbrella and stand slim in the drizzle... Well, of course, the rain is a bit heavy today. Up.

At the end of the game, Collymore took the initiative to get in touch with him. He didn’t do this kind of thing when he was in the woodland parking lot. Usually after fifteen minutes, he had already had a passionate **** with his partner in the car. .

"I didn't expect such a boring game to be watched by a beautiful lady like you." Collymore stood behind Sophia, and the two were almost stuck together. "Can I be lucky enough to know your name? Miss...oh!"

Sophia was taken aback by the man's voice that suddenly rang behind her, she turned around abruptly, and the raindrops on the umbrella happened to throw Collymore away...

"Ah! I'm sorry, sir. I'm not..." Seeing Collymore squinting his eyes and turning his head to the side, but still being thrown into the water because he couldn't dodge, Sophia repeatedly apologized and took out of her handbag. He took out the paper towel and was going to pass it to the other party to wipe the rain off his face.

"Oh, no need to apologize. Dear lady." Collymore said softly, and at the same time quickly grabbed Sophia's little hand, pinched it in her palm, and felt the coldness of the little woman's fingertips... he totally ignored it. Wipe the drops of water on the brow.

"Sir, you!" Sophia didn't expect the other party to grab his hand blatantly, trying to break free, but the other party clenched very tightly.

"Ah... what a cold little hand, so pitiful..." Collymore narrated himself.

"Asshole! Let go of your hand!" His dream was awakened by a boy's roar.

A boy wearing a No. 55 Forest team jersey with mud all over his body was standing inside, clutching the barbed wire in both hands, roaring at him savagely, like an irritated little beast.

Collymore glanced at him and frowned, but he didn't let go of his hand obediently.

"Mr. Stan Collymore, I advise you to let go of your hand..." Another voice came from beside the child.

Tony Dunn glared at Collymore with a grim look. Before he finished speaking, the angry Wood was already climbing the barbed wire...

"Ah! Damn it!" Dunn knew what Wood was going to do, and he rushed to the barbed wire fence, hoping to stop him in front of Wood. But... it's a bit difficult to see how fast the two climbed.

Wood, who is a player, is much more agile than Dunn who is a coach. He jumped off the net wall first, and after landing, he rushed forward and punched Collymore!

"Wood!" Dunn had just stepped onto the top of the wall, and couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.

"George!" Sophia exclaimed.

Collymore slammed out, splashing water. The umbrella overturned in the rain and swayed gently. As for that hand... of course it has already been released.

Collymore fell into a puddle, his body was soaked, his brand-new suit and shirt were not soaked in sewage, and his right cheek was bruised and swollen. He was just a passionate playboy, but now he has become an embarrassed drowning dog.

"You little bastard..." Collymore, who lost face in front of the beauty, got up from the ground and planned to fight back. But this time Dunn was already standing between them.

"What do you want to do, Mr. Collymore?" Dunn stood in front of him, staring at him coldly.

"Get out of here! There's nothing wrong with you here!" Collymore roared furiously and waved his fists.

Dunn didn't mean to listen to him. At the same time, behind him, Wood was also very dishonest. He wanted to come up and beat the man who was doing his mother's hands and feet. Sophia was pulling him so hard that the umbrella in her hand fell to the ground.

"George, go and lay the umbrella for your mother, don't let her get caught in the rain." Dunn said without looking back.

Wood froze for a moment and looked at his mother whose hair was soaked by the rain. He rushed to pick up the umbrella, and then put it on top of his mother's head again. He wanted to dry his mother's face without knowing whether it was rain or tears, but his hands were all mud and the shirt was the same. He shook his mother's face several times at a loss, but couldn't wipe it off.

Still Sophia smiled and took out the tissue from her bag and wiped the mud from Wood's hands and the sweat and rain mixture on his face.

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