Chapter 104: Volume 2: The Skies of Nottingham: Stupid Collymore (Part 2)

"I'll say it again, don't meddle in your own business." Collymore gritted his teeth and stared at Tony Twain very unfriendly. "That bastard beat me up, and I'm going to make him pay!"

Tang En smiled: "Are you talking about yourself, Mr. Collymore?"

Collymore called Wood a bastard, because he could tell at a glance that Wood was a half-breed. But he forgot that he wasn't a purebred either...

Tang En's sarcasm was like adding fuel to the fire. Collymore threw his fist at Tang En recklessly, but he easily grabbed his fist. Although he used to be a strong and powerful professional athlete, Collymore, who has been immersed in drinking and sex for many years, has long lost his courage in the past. up.

"Don't forget what this place is, Mr. Collymore. This is the youth team training base, and it's my territory. You're just the head coach of the first team, so you can't control me." Dunn held Collymore's fist Holding it in the palm of his hand, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free. "Wood is mine. If you want to touch him, you have to ask me if I agree. Have you asked me? Mr. Collymore..." Dunn pressed his fingers slightly, and Collymore's expression became ugly. .

Seeing the conflict here, the fans who were surrounded by the barbed wire flocked up. John asked enthusiastically, "Tony, are you in trouble?"

"No, I'm not in trouble." Dunn let go of his hand, and Collymore moaned and covered his fist.

At this time, everyone recognized the head coach of the first team with his back turned to them. "Ah! Look who it is? Mr. Stan Collymore!" screamed Bill, and there was booing all around.

"Ooooh! Collymore! Ooooh! While we were moaning in the stands, he was having sex on his girlfriend's bed at No. N!" the fans sang their own song loudly. Tang En heard the fans sing this song in the stands of the city stadium. When he heard it for the first time, he was shocked. After a few words, he couldn't help but sang along with it—no way, who made this tune so catchy up.

"Oh... honey, the team lost again, I'm so sad! So sad! Comfort me!" Bill threw himself at Fat John "sadly", causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Seeing Collymore being ridiculed and ridiculed by everyone, Tang En remembered the scene when he first came to this world. Fast forward a year, and I have been accepted and welcomed by these people, and now it is Collymore's turn to be unlucky.

"You bastards..." Collymore, who was repeatedly provoked, clenched his fists and waited for the singing and dancing fans, and seemed to be planning to pounce on them and scuffle with the fans.

"Great news! Nottingham Forest manager Stan Collymore molested the youth team's mother, beat up the youth team director, insulted the fans... Tomorrow's newspaper sales will hit new highs. I'm from the Nottingham Evening Post Reporter Pierce Bruce, may I ask Mr. Stan Collymore, is the poor performance of the team related to your putting too much energy on the bed?" Pierce Bruce, who was interviewing with the team, also stood in the circle at some point, holding The phone is clearly taking pictures.

Collymore raised his hands reflexively to cover his face. He knew that he was in deep trouble today. He was just bored and wanted to watch the youth team's game, but he didn't expect things to turn out like this.

He looked at the people around him with unkind faces, and knew that he couldn't please him today. Just throw down a hard word and slip away. "Pierce Bruce? Don't expect my team to give you an interview!"

"It doesn't matter, I only report on the youth team."

Those next to him laughed and sang farewell to Collymore.

After dealing with Collymore, Dunn turned around to comfort the "scared" Sophia. "Ma'am, I'm so sorry this happened..."

The drops of water on Sophia's face had been wiped dry, and she looked even paler from the rain. She shook her head lightly: "No need to apologize, Mr. Tang En, I also want to thank you for the umbrella. But you are soaked all over..."

Tang En laughed sheepishly, "It's nothing, for me, being in the rain is very good."

John, who was watching the two talking, had already started to retreat quietly, so we should leave them some private space, right?

but……

A car horn blew their plans, and the Arsenal youth team bus drove up from the car park, and they were leaving Nottingham.

"Oh! Hell!"

"Damn it..."

"Bastard..." A group of people quarreled in dissatisfaction.

Tang En looked at the fans who were not reacting normally: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"You don't care!" John responded loudly.

Tang En shrugged, and then said to Wood: "The rain hasn't stopped, don't stay here for too long, take your mother home, take good care of her, and don't let her catch a cold. You performed very well today! Go back and celebrate one time."

Wood nodded.

After Sophia thanked Tang En, she left here slowly with Wood's support. Watching them go away, Tang En turned back to John: "I said... I have nothing to say, Burns's bar tonight! My treat!"

"Oh oh oh! Generous Tony Twain! Oh oh oh! He bought us a drink, we love him! He gave us victory, we love him!" The group of people immediately danced excitedly, mocking Corley just now The lyrics of Moore's song were temporarily changed to sing praises of Tony Twain.

Tang En looked at this group of lovely fans, smiled, and then raised his hands and sang along with them.

The bus slowed down as it passed the group of people, so as not to splash sewage as it passed by.

They were singing and dancing outside, and someone in the car noticed them, including Wenger. He turned his head to look at the scene outside the car window. Bouncing fans, and the number 55 who froze Cesc Fabregas, and the woman who seemed to be his mother. Of course...how could this person be missing? He was the central figure here—Tony Twain, who was drenched in the rain, but still sang with the fans.

This person... is very interesting.

At the Forest Bar in the evening, John and Bill told other people who didn't go to the game in the afternoon vividly about the wonderful game and how Tony Twain singled out Collymore's "hero saves the beauty". The man screamed.

"That incompetent idiot at Collymore! I've wanted to beat him!"

"The Forest team is now ranked sixth from the bottom! With such a good player, it is really difficult for him to bring out such results..."

"He is still suitable to go back to being a stallion, the coach bench is not suitable for him, his battlefield is in the bed!"

"And the woman's vagina and between her legs."

"a ha ha ha!"

Under the stimulation of alcohol, the men became more and more rude. Dunn wasn't interested in discussing what Collymore's main places of entry and exit were. He turned around and thanked Bruce. If he hadn't appeared in the afternoon, I don't know what would have happened... Although he was not afraid of fighting Collymore, it was obviously not a good time to use violence to solve the problem.

"I think he's going to take it out on the newspaper you work for."

Bruce shrugged: "Just in time, we found the perfect reason to lash out at him, the perfect opportunity to say only bad things but not good things. You don't know... those old guys in the newspaper office have long wanted to do this." and Tang En and the others stayed together for a long time, and Bruce's tone of voice became a little rude, and he paid less attention to his words. If it was in the past, he would definitely say this:

"Well, it's nothing. We may have a reason to criticize him. There are some old gentlemen in the newspaper who would have liked to have done so."

Tang En laughed out loud. "Although I don't like the media very much, I have to admit that sometimes you are really cute!"

Bruce defended a little: "Uh, sometimes we will praise the team and say something against our will. There is no way, if we don't have a good relationship with the club, we can't get a better seat in the press box."

Tang En looked at him sideways, and made a serious face on purpose: "So the praise you gave me in the first half of the year was all flattery?"

"Ah! No, no!" Bruce quickly waved his hand, "That's our truth, Mr. Tang En, you did a great job in the first half of the season in the forest team! It's not an exaggeration at all, really!"

Tang En raised his wine glass, touched Bruce, and muttered: "Anyway, one mouth has two skins, whether it is good or bad depends on what you say and write..."

At this time Walker squeezed in. Recently, he was devastated by the team's poor performance, and he rarely came here to drink and chat. So Tang En was very happy to see him appear again. He raised his glass and shouted loudly: "Hey! Des, long time no see! How are you doing recently?"

Walker smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The team is sixth from last. Every home game is like sitting on a frying pan that is frying eggs. Do you think I am doing well?"

Tang En chuckled: "You must miss me very much now, right?"

"Yes, I miss you, so I came to see you." Walker took the beer from Burns and sat down. "Tony, I heard that something happened to the youth team this afternoon?"

Burns smiled: "Des, your news is really good."

Tang En nodded: "It's a small matter. Collymore ran wild on my territory and teased Wood's mother."

"Oh, I hear Collymore was beaten...was it you?"

"No." Dunn shook his head. "It was Wood, I didn't stop him. When Collymore wanted to fight back, I blocked him. What's wrong?" He saw that Walker's expression was not right.

"Well, I heard that he went to see Mr. Chairman."

Hearing what Walker said, Tang En smiled instead: "Is he a child who hasn't grown up yet? When he is bullied, he knows how to go home crying and find Mommy to comfort him. Don't worry about me, Des."

"Of course I'm not worried about you, Tony. I'm worried about Wood, who beat Collymore..." Walker said, frowning.

The other three people sitting around the table were silent. Wood has just shown his side suitable for professional football. Will he be forced to end his career because of beating someone?

Tang En took a big sip of wine, and then said: "Don't be afraid. At worst, I'll help him memorize it. If Evan wants to fire me, I'll coach another team..."

Burns pressed his arm, then shook his head: "Don't talk about it, maybe things won't be as bad as we imagined."

Walker also nodded: "I just came to remind you, I hope you are prepared to deal with it. And everyone knows who Collymore is. You should be fine if you tell the truth about the situation. I think in the club There can't be more than five people who like that bastard. When Collymore moved to Forest from Southend United, the relationship with his team-mates was very tense. I was no longer with Forest at that time, but the old When teammates talk, they almost always mention Stan Collymore's name in their complaints." Walker looked at his watch, then stood up and said goodbye, "I have to go back...Also, Tony. See you again, Wood, help me Thank him."

"Ah?" Tang En didn't react for a moment.

"He did a good job! In fact, I wanted to punch that bastard a long time ago." Walker waved his fist, then turned and left the lively bar.

"Don't be surprised by Walker's words." Burns looked at Bruce, and then continued the topic with a smile. Walker has left the forest, and Burns has always lived in Nottingham. For him, the things about the Forest team are like happening under his nose. "Des is right. At that time, no one in the forest team liked him, so that no one wanted to go up and celebrate with him after he scored."

Tang En clicked his lips, it's really rare that his popularity is so bad.

"To avoid training, Collymore used to curse his family, so his poor grandma would get a serious illness every now and then..." Burns continued. "Roy` Evans, the manager of Liverpool at the time, liked him so much that he took him to Anfield for a record transfer fee of 8.5 million pounds. If there was anything wrong with Collymore, he would be happy. Helped take it down, every time Collymore made a mistake, the old man would help him apologize to the fans on the sidelines of the training ground - even though almost all of them had nothing to do with him."

Tang En raised his head, looked at the ceiling and imagined a white-haired old man standing in front of the angry fans, trying his best to comfort them and try his best to calm their anger. He pursed his lips and shook his head, this coach has worked really hard... ah!

"Evans would rather bear the infamy for Collymore, in exchange for the reward? Collymore fucked his daughter." Burns spread his hands, shrugged, and did not continue talking.

Bruce said: "So I don't think Wood punched hard enough that afternoon. I saw Collymore like a fly around a puff pastry ... and punched him hard enough to make him He's sober, and that's not bad. Don't worry, Mr. Dunn. If Collymore intends to harm you, the Evening Post will not make life easy for him."

After hearing everyone's comments on Collymore, Dunn already had a solid idea in his mind. "I know what to do on Monday..." He poured the rest of the beer in his glass in one go.

Stan Collymore is really a genius on the pitch and a fool off the pitch!