Chapter 460: Volume 3: Red Forest, God's Will
Despite being right under the Eiffel Tower, the pair didn't pay to take the elevator up to get a bird's-eye view of Paris, nor did they visit other famous tourist attractions. After taking pictures at the Champ de Mars and eating ice cream, Tang En and Shania walked along the banks of the Seine, chatted while walking, and occasionally took a few photos. Tang En knew nothing about fashion, and had no interest in shopping, while Shania could get in touch with the most fashionable clothing and cosmetics because of her work relationship, and there was no need to go shopping. The two of them just walked aimlessly, very casually.
Tang En would ask her how she was doing recently, but he would not criticize her for her small mistakes at work, nor would he scold her with a straight face like his father and mother. Shania likes this kind of time very much, there is no pressure at all.
Tang En also likes it very much, being with Shania can make him temporarily forget about the upcoming Champions Cup final. You don’t need to think about your opponent’s and your team’s tactical arrangements, you don’t need to worry about this or that, you don’t need to do ideological work for the players, you don’t need to quarrel with reporters to attract firepower... you don’t need to do anything, just like an idler, in the Stroll the streets in the lazy afternoon sun of Paris.
If Shania was a girl who went to the high-end shopping malls when she went to the street, and finally returned home with big bags, Tang En and her might not have such a tacit understanding now.
He is not a person who is very good at dealing with women. Facing Sophia's enthusiasm, he sometimes seems at a loss; facing Chris's bold and direct, he also feels embarrassed; even when he was alone with Yang Yan at the beginning, Da She is reserved most of the time... Only when he is with the little girl Shania, he can not be pretentious, embarrassing or restrained, and he can relax physically and mentally.
He doesn't have mind reading skills, and he doesn't know what Shania thinks in her heart, and what it feels like to be with him. Look at the smile on Shania's face now, he hopes to have the same idea as himself...
The afternoon was short, and although the sun was still shining, Tang En and Shania had to leave. In order to avoid being chased by the media, Tang En didn't send Shania back to the hotel where she was staying, and Shania didn't accompany Tang En back either. The two waved goodbye on the streets of Paris.
Tang En returned to the hotel with a good mood and warm sunshine all afternoon. His players had already returned one after another. Gather good people, and the team took the bus to the Stade de France to prepare for the final one day later.
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Up to now, Tang En still has an indescribable feeling - he watched the European Champions Cup final in front of the TV. In the pouring rain, Arsenal fought with ten players, leading Barcelona by tens of minutes. At the critical moment, we lost.
So when he is now in a historical event and becomes the protagonist, the feeling of traveling through time and space becomes more and more obvious.
Arsenal, which was supposed to appear in the Champions League final, was eliminated by their own team. Going forward, the Spanish yellow submarine Villarreal, which should have appeared in the Champions League this season, was eliminated by Nottingham Forest and replaced by Nottingham Forest Villarreal's position, participating in the Champions League, if Twain followed the trajectory he knew, the Forest team should have been eliminated by Arsenal in the semi-finals.
Everything has been subverted, and what changes these is my own "bug" that travels through time and space.
Because he is a BUG, the Nottingham Forest led by him naturally became a BUG. So, did this BUG change the future, or did Barcelona, favored by UEFA on behalf of the orthodox, bring history back to normal?
Tang En stood in front of the window of his own room in the hotel.
He remembered that during the Champions League final, it rained heavily in Paris.
Now... the sound of rushing water can be clearly heard even with the windows closed. Bright silver rain lines poured down from the sky. Yesterday, the Eiffel Tower could be clearly seen here, but today only a vague black shadow can be seen.
He stared at the hazy world outside in a daze.
"Tony." There was a sound of opening the door, and Chris Lak pushed the door open. "It's time to go."
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"Such a heavy rain..." Eastwood stood at the entrance of the hotel lobby, looking at the bus parked outside. Unlike Tang En in the room with the windows closed, the sound of the rain here was more obvious and clear.
The players of the Forest team have all come to the lobby and are ready to go to the stadium. Races in the rain are no strangers to them. After all, rain is the most indispensable thing in the UK all year round.
But for the European Champions Cup final, which everyone attaches great importance to, it cannot be played under suitable weather, which is still very disappointing and disappointing.
"Will the game be postponed due to heavy rain?" Alan Lennon, a child next to him, asked curiously.
Albertini shook his head: "No, the underground drainage system of the Stade de France is well developed, and there won't be much water on the field. And..." He glanced at the reporters who were wearing raincoats and taking pictures under the heavy rain , "This kind of final is broadcast live to the world and sponsored by countless advertisers. The postponement will affect the interests of TV broadcasters, so they will not agree to the postponement."
"But it's terrible to play football in such heavy rain... It's always uncomfortable to be wet." Lennon frowned.
"Don't worry, maybe when we get to the stadium, the rain will stop."
Lennon, who was looking outside, nodded, but his frown still did not relax.
George Wood can only watch this game with his mother in the stands. Although he is still in the team, when he arrives at the stadium, he will go to see his mother in the VIP box of the stand. Therefore, Albertini will wear the captain's armband again. In the absence of Wood, he is the only one who can be trusted and relied on by these young players. Injuries stop and stop, but people remember Wood as the captain.
In today's forest team, only three people have the experience of the European Champions Cup final, one is the goalkeeper Van der Sar, when he was in Ajax, he participated in the Champions Cup final twice, the first time for Ajax He won the trophy, and lost the second time on penalties to Juventus in goal by Peruzzi.
The second person to participate in the Champions League final is Nicolas Anelka. However, his situation is very embarrassing, and it is estimated that he himself is unwilling to recall this Champions League final experience. It was his goal in the semi-final that helped Real Madrid knock out Bundesliga giants Bayern Munich and advance to the final. He started the game in the final and scored the first goal. But afterwards, when people recall this year's Champions Cup, they will only remember Raul's long-distance attack of nearly 70 meters, Redondo's amazing heel against Manchester United, Morientes, and Yeh. Luo, remember... many people, but no one will think of him Anelka. For Real Madrid fans, Anelka, who joined Real Madrid for one season and only scored two goals in 19 games, is no compromise Undeductible losers, until now still are.
The last person to participate in the Champions League final was captain Albertini. Like Van der Sar, he won the glory of the Champions League once. The 93-94 season was the last afterglow of the Milan dynasty, which was the glory of the return. After that, AC Milan fell into a trough.
Anelka was a man of few words, and it was too difficult for young players to count on him to impart experience. Van der Sar is very helpful, but with Albertini around, he still needs to keep a low profile. After all Albertini is the captain and he is nothing.
Dunn and Chris Lark walked out of the elevator and came among the gathered team members.
"Let's go, guys." He clapped his hands, and the players rose to their feet.
"Boss, it's raining heavily..." Someone complained to Tang En.
Tang En shrugged: "It's useless for you to complain to me, I'm not God. But speaking of it, you should feel lucky."
Hearing what he said, the people around him were very surprised. Why did they feel lucky when it was raining so much? Thank you for what? What is there to be thankful for in such bad weather?
Seeing the surprised eyes of the players around him, Tang En smiled triumphantly: "When you are playing on the court and something falls from your head and you rush to the cold, you know that it is dark clouds and rain, not a group of people who have eaten their stomachs badly." bird."
Everyone reacted with a roar of laughter, and the depression caused by the bad weather also disappeared.
"Okay, to be honest, the rain is good for us. The old men in Barcelona are used to bright sunny beaches, and they must not like the weather. Let's go!" He waved, and the players boarded the car with a smile.
No matter how worried Tang En was about the heavy rain that followed the history, he still joked with ease in front of the players, so that no one would notice the vague uneasiness in his heart.
"It was sunny yesterday, but it rained heavily today. Isn't the weather changing too fast and suddenly?" Ribery raised his head and muttered as he walked past him.
"The weather is weird in summer." Zimbunda explained solemnly behind him.
Hearing the conversation between these two people, Tang En looked up at the sky. Yes, yesterday and the day before yesterday, the weather was fine, and he and Shania ate ice cream in the Sunny Victory Plaza, where the sun was so bright that it was a bit sinister. As a result, the temperature dropped a lot today.
Is this God's will?
Pooh! Tang En spat in his heart. If this is really God's will... Kouhu, I will definitely go against the sky today, Kou Jie Kou Jie Kou Jie...
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The heavy rain did not extinguish the enthusiasm of the fans of the two teams, and the Stade de France, which can accommodate 80,000 people, was packed. The stadium roof on the edge of the flying saucer completely blocks the stands, and fans don't have to sit in the rain to watch the game, which seems to be one of the reasons why the attendance rate has not been affected.
Nottingham Forest fans were out in force, which made the small town of Nottingham almost empty. The population of Barcelona is more than that of Nottingham, and the fans of Barcelona are more than the fans of Nottingham Forest. In the stands of the stadium, their red and blue surpassed the dark red of the Forest team, covering most of the stadium.
But in terms of singing, Barcelona fans are no match for England fans. In terms of creating the stadium atmosphere, England fans are well-deserved masters. They do not use any modern methods such as stadium broadcasting, but only use their voices to create songs that make their opponents tremble with fear. This is a tradition of English football and something that English fans are proud of.
The chorus of fans is always the most exciting voice in the world.
At this moment, Forest fans, who are at a disadvantage in number, are fighting against Barcelona fans with singing in the stands.
Since the fighting side of this game is the English team, many English fans are bound to come. Therefore, the Paris police deployed a lot of additional police force, and the whole city was highly tense. No one wants to reproduce the tragic scene of German football hooligans beating Gendarmerie Nevel into a vegetable during the World Cup. Fortunately, so far, there are no reports or records of Forest fans drinking and making trouble. Gavin Bernard's death made the Forest team's fan riots disappear at once, and they became the best-recorded England fan group, but the price is a bit too big and too heavy...
When the players came out to warm up, the Forest fans sang the songs they made up for the players. These people even had the ability to make up lyrics on the spot, and then sang them in the most popular songs. In comparison, the means of Barcelona fans who are not at the Nou Camp are more monotonous.
George Wood is not in the warm-up team. He has left the team to look for his mother in the box.
As a final, the whole team paid great attention to it. Twain did not stay in the locker room, but came to the sidelines with the team to inspect the situation in the rain.
He went up and took two steps, then frowned.
"The drainage system is not bad, but the site is very slippery." Chris Lark next to him gave a conclusion.
Tang En nodded in agreement.
"Go back and ask them to prepare sneakers with long studs. It doesn't affect us much, but for Barcelona..." He turned his head and glanced at his opponents who were warming up on another plate court. Rijkaard also appeared on the sidelines and seemed to be inspecting the court. He couldn't see his expression clearly, but from the way the Dutchman kept his head down, he could tell what the opponent's coach was feeling at this moment.
Barcelona is the representative of artistic football, they are used to control the football at their feet, 90% of the time the football is rolling on the ground. Ronaldinho, Messi, Eto'o, Deco, Harvey... These people are all representatives of technical football, and they should be more dependent on the field and weather than the Forest team. Accurate ball control, dribbling, and passing require more suitable field conditions, and slippery conditions have greatly restricted and affected their performance.
Therefore, this bad weather seems to be better for Tang En.
Big deal, I, Nottingham Forest, play traditional English football with you, let the ball fly in the air non-stop, and then rely on physicality and rude fouls to disrupt Barcelona's attacking rhythm, dragging you into our own most accustomed and favorite football. good rhythm.
If this sudden heavy rain is really God's will, I don't know whose God's will it is...
Tang En didn't stay on the sidelines for long. After learning about the situation on the field, he turned around and returned to the locker room. Wipe off the rain from hair and face with a dry towel, hang the wet coat on the hook, and wait quietly for the players to return.
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The warm-up ended soon, and the players returned to the locker room one after another. The coaches were handing out dry towels to the players, and the dry jerseys had been hung on the hangers in the locker room cabinets for them to change into.
Compared with when they were in the car, the current players are obviously nervous and talk less. Most of them choose to remain silent at this time.
Tang En saw all this in his eyes.
"Are you nervous, guys?"
No one answered his words, but everyone paused.
"I'm also nervous." When Tang En said this, those who stopped laughed and continued to work on their own.
"Hurry up and get nervous now, and forget this word for me during the game." The team members changed their clothes, changed their clothes, and wiped their hair. Tang En also said to himself. "It's raining well. People in Barcelona are more nervous than us. Did anyone see Rijkaard's expression just now?"
He laughed hoarsely.
After everyone has finished their work, sit down and face their leader. Tang En continued to say:
"Play the game in the way we are used to." (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please log in
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