Chapter 476: The Storm, Ferguson's Decision

This is not the most famous Epsom Derby in the world, nor is it the most luxurious Royal Ascot in the world, nor is it even any of the five traditional races in the UK.

Even though it was a small horse race, there were nearly 10,000 spectators at the venue that day. It shows the influence of horse racing in British society.

Ferguson's horse did not participate in the race, he came purely to relax and relax. So he didn't choose the box, but watched the game from the stands.

He made a small bet on a horse before the race, not a lot of money. Just like what he said to Tang En, "Gambling is for relaxation, money is secondary."

It turned out that the horse he bet on won and he made a small bonus.

"Do you like horse racing, Mr. Tang En?" In the lively venue, Ferguson led Tang En through it to cash out the prize money.

"I don't know anything about this." Tang En honestly shook his head.

"It's a pity. I have been teaching for thirty-two years. This is a tiring job. Horse racing is my only chance to relax." Ferguson shrugged. "What do you rely on to relax yourself?"

"drink wine."

"The wine is also good." Ferguson nodded. "But, only red wine."

Ferguson looked delighted to have cashed in his winnings.

With his identity and status, this little money should be looked down upon. But he still showed his "trophy" to Tang En with a red face.

Don't look at Ferguson, who is called "hairdryer" in the locker room, and is ruthless in the game, like a vicious and savage Tyrannosaurus rex. But off the court, he is actually a very popular and enthusiastic old man. He is very popular in the English football coaching circle. In addition to Manchester United's good results, more reasons are his personal charm.

When Dunn first met Ferguson at the reception of the England Coaches Association, he was surrounded by a group of peers listening to him speak. At that time, Tang En thought it was just an act of flattering the successful people in the same industry, and he was very disdainful of it. But now he knows that maybe it was more because Ferguson was a passionate man.

"Four hundred pounds is not much money. It is a horse that everyone is optimistic about. I rarely bet money on unpopular horses. It is not easy to create unpopular horses now." Looking at Tang En, Ferguson said meaningfully. "Let's go have a drink." He pointed to a tavern ahead.

Entering the tavern, the two found a corner table so that their conversation would not be disturbed.

There were a lot of people in the tavern, and they were all talking about the just-concluded Marseille. The most popular sport in the UK, after football, is horse racing.

"How do you feel? Have you seen a world completely different from football?" After taking a sip of the red wine in his glass, Ferguson's excited face seemed to be slightly drunk.

Tang En looked at the people around him and nodded.

"I have a question, Mr. Tang En. Why did you suddenly think of buying me a drink?" Ferguson put down his glass and looked at Tang En who was sitting opposite him. "I remember you were not a hospitable person."

"On a whim." Tang En lied without changing his expression.

"Then why didn't you invite Wenger? Didn't that Frenchman know you a long time ago? When you were still the coach of the youth team."

The discord between Ferguson and Wenger is well known to the world. Tang En worried that repeatedly mentioning this person would ruin Ferguson's good mood, so he waved his hand: "I said that now is not the time for the Premier League..."

Ferguson laughed: "I think it's a coincidence. I just rejected Nottingham Forest's offer to Ruud van Nistelrooy, and you called me to invite me out for a drink... Isn't there any connection?"

Now that the intention has been seen through, there is no need to continue the play. Tang En shrugged helplessly: "That's right, there is something to do with it, and it's still a big one. I very much hope that you can sell Ruud van Nistelrooy to Nottingham Forest."

Ferguson looked at Twain with a serious face, "You are so strange, Mr. Twain. You came here to treat the opposing head coach to drink just because of a player... You may be the first person to do this. Do you know the tradition of Manchester United? "

"Of course. But I don't think we are competitors." Tang En smiled.

"Don't you blush when you tell nonsense, Mr. Twain? Last season, whose team kept Manchester United out of the top two for the second time in 18 years?" Ferguson stared at Twain and asked, which sounded like he was questioning. He does.

"But last season it was Chelsea."

"If I sell Van Nistelrooy to you, maybe you will be the champions next season." Ferguson shook his head. "I insist that Nottingham Forest is gradually becoming a serious threat to Manchester United. The Red Devils have no tradition of selling players to their main rivals."

It should have been a good thing for Dunn to be recognized and praised by his opponent, but at this time he wished Ferguson would look down on him.

"That's just maybe..." Tang En felt that this old man was unexpectedly stubborn. He has no reason at all to convince the person in front of him to nod to Ruud's transfer. What's more, he didn't want to show himself too weak in front of his opponent.

If it doesn't work, he can only give up Ruud van Nistelrooy and pursue other forwards.

Berbatov had already been signed by Tottenham. At that time, Twain was still immersed in the frustration of losing to Barcelona in the Champions League final, so he didn't have much time to pay attention to the transfer market. Before Anelka's problem, Dunn believed that the forest team's striker strength was sufficient and there was no need to add any new players. But now, in order to restrain Anelka and let him understand his situation, he decided to make a move in the transfer market.

Ruud van Nistelrooy is the most suitable candidate. It's a pity to give up for nothing...

But what can we do now?

Tang En drank the wine in the glass one after another, but he was thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

It wasn't until he was woken up by Ferguson that he found himself holding an empty glass and pouring it into his mouth...

"Are you preoccupied?" Ferguson asked knowingly.

Tang En was a little embarrassed. I thought it wasn't all because of you!

Seeing Tang En's expression, Ferguson laughed, and he did not hide his joy. "Can you tell me besides the Dutchman, do you have any other strikers?"

Tang En shook his head: "Not yet."

"Aha, so I successfully interfered with the main competitor's pre-season preparation plan?"

"You can say that too." Dunn shrugged, he had already given up his plan to persuade Ferguson. This stubborn old man is not something he can easily persuade. Even if I really invite him out for a drink.

"Well, I give up." He raised his hands, "I admit that we are your main competitor, a strong enemy. It is very likely to threaten Manchester United's dominance in the Premier League. Not only that, I think Forest will also threaten As far as the status of the Premier League teams in the European arena, my goal next season is still the Champions League. I understand your desire to maintain your own dominance, very understandable. But... Even if we are opponents on the field, we drink together off the field Nothing too?"

"Of course." Ferguson nodded.

Tang En poured himself a glass of wine and held it up: "Then let's not talk about Manchester United, Nottingham Forest, or football today. Tell me about your favorite horse race..."

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The two of them really didn't talk about football that day. It seemed that they were not two rival coaches in the league, but more like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. Ferguson had a great time talking, and Tang En also had a good time drinking.

When they were about to part, the two were still reluctant to part, and they agreed that they would go out to drink and watch the horse race together if they had nothing to do.

But when the two returned to their respective teams, this friendship was immediately thrown aside. Who told them to be their own masters?

Tang was the first person to meet Tang En, because they lived together.

"Failed?" Seeing Tang En's frustrated expression, Tang knew it.

"En." Tang En threw himself on the sofa, pinched his temples, and the smell of alcohol radiated out with his movements.

"Drunk?"

"No... not drunk."

Hearing Tang En's answer, Tang curled his lips, his tongue was too big and he still said he was not drunk?

"Don't... don't look at me, my tongue is too big, I, my brain, my brain... I'm still awake!"

The ghosts believed that he was sane.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow...tomorrow, send a fax to Manchester United to raise the price to 15 million...10,000..." Tang En's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end there was nothing but snoring.

Hearing Tang En's last words, Tang turned to look at Tang En who was already asleep on the sofa.

Is this still sane?

He shook his head and sighed.

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When Tang En woke up the next day, he found himself in the bedroom. He squinted his eyes at the bright sunlight coming in through the window.

Another hangover...

After washing up, I got dressed and had breakfast with Tang, then rushed to the club to start a new day's work.

As expected, the first thing Tang En did was to make an offer to Manchester United, and the target was Ruud van Nistelrooy.

Tang was really surprised this time. He really thought that it was just nonsense that Tang En said yesterday when he was drunk, but he didn't expect him to remember it completely.

On the other hand, Chris Lark thought that Tang En had made an agreement with Ferguson yesterday, so there was no doubt about it.

Fifteen million pounds, this is Nottingham Forest's new offer to Manchester United, an increase of five million pounds from the first offer. Tang En was determined to win Ruud van Nistelrooy.

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"Here again?" After receiving the fax, Queiroz was a little surprised. Ferguson told him what happened yesterday, and there seemed to be no agreement or tacit understanding between them.

Ferguson took the Forest team's second offer and watched it ecstatically.

This Tony Twain, didn't he give up?

"Reject?" Queiroz asked.

Ferguson waved his hand and didn't speak. He just continued to look at the things in his hand, as if he could see Tang En's true thoughts from this piece of paper.

When Manchester United bought the Dutchman, they spent 19 million pounds, setting a new record for the transfer amount in England at the time.

Now five years on, Ruud van Nistelrooy has dedicated the best and brightest years of his career to the Red Devils, where he has truly developed into a world-class striker.

Originally, this beautiful cooperative relationship could continue, but unfortunately...the relationship between the two of them broke down after all.

However, Ferguson has seen this kind of thing a lot. He has stayed in this giant club for nearly 20 years, during which time he has welcomed and sent countless people, whether it is a rookie he has cultivated by himself, or a star who strongly advocates buying. Whiteside, Paul Ince, Stam, Beckham, Roy Keane and now Ruud van Nistelrooy.

In the great Red Devils Manchester United, there is only one superstar, only one indispensable person, and that is their head coach Sir Alex Ferguson. Whenever a player wants to challenge his authority here, there is only one end - being kicked out of Carrington. He didn't feel any sadness for Ruud van Nistelrooy's departure. Now Manchester United has a group of outstanding young people, and the future belongs to them. Even if Ruud van Nistelrooy does not contradict himself, he will gradually be eliminated.

Tony Twain...

Ferguson thought of the name again.

No one had heard his name three years ago, and he had no memory of this person. As if he fell from the sky, he suddenly led Nottingham Forest back to our sight.

Ferguson scoured his memory for everything to do with the name.

He finally remembered.

At a coach reception in the summer three years ago, the former Nottingham Forest head coach Brian Clough suddenly agreed to participate in the special reception held for him to be elected as the best head coach of the decade in the Premier League. Before that, his health was already very poor. Having just undergone a liver transplant, he has not appeared in front of the public for a long time, and he has been staying behind closed doors at his home in Derbyshire all day long.

Bobby Robson tried to invite Clough. After all, Ferguson's current achievements are worthy of those old seniors to congratulate him. At that time, Ferguson felt that Clough would not come, because this old man had often talked about him in the media.

Unexpectedly, Clough not only came, but also brought someone with him. He did not introduce to anyone present the young man who was standing beside him, holding his clothes. Ferguson only met once, and after a glance, he didn't pay attention anymore.

Now he remembered that the young man who looked like Clough's personal doctor was none other than Tony Twain, England's young marshal who was now very popular.

In three years, he has grown from an unknown boy to a famous coach who led the team to triple jump for three years, reached the Champions Cup final, and forced Barcelona into a mess.

Ferguson suddenly realized that even if he didn't sell Van Nistelrooy to Nottingham Forest, Tang En would continue to threaten his status. And that kid is right, he is not only threatening the status of Manchester United, but also threatening the status of Arsenal, Chelsea, Liverpool, and the European powers.

This kid was shrouded in an aura of mystery. Until now, everyone can't explain how Tang En discovered Frank Ribery, the current main player of the French team, in the low-level French league; I saw that George Wood, who was still working as a porter, had this kind of football talent; I don’t know why he was so convinced that Gareth Bale, a young player who only trained in Southampton for one day, had great potential; when Pepe When he was still unable to play in Porto and did not prove himself in the high-level league at all, he did not hesitate to use the special talent clause once a season to get a labor certificate for Pepe; Ge has followed and observed the star of hope for many years, and Twain, who has just been promoted to the Premier League, seems to have known about these two people earlier than them. The first division league, even the youth team... His vision is so long-term? Did you know at that time that you were going to be the head coach of the team, lead the team to the Premier League, and lead the team to the UEFA Champions League?

I am going to retire after all... What will Manchester United do then? Queiroz was a person who couldn't place too much hope on him. He could only be an assistant coach... After searching all over England, he felt that the only person who could take over his mantle was Tony Twain. This is a young man with a winning tradition and an insatiable hunger for titles.

It's better to just sell favors.

"Agreed to their offer and allow them to talk to the Dutchman's agent. Also accept Bayern Munich's offer."

Hearing Ferguson say this suddenly, Queiroz was taken aback.

"Well, sir, you didn't mean--"

Ferguson knew what Queiroz was going to say, he interrupted it, and answered the doubts in the assistant coach's mind very seriously: "Carlos, my eight Premier League titles and five FA Cup titles in Manchester United, one championship Cup winners, a Cup Winners Cup winner, a UEFA Super Cup winner, a Toyota Cup winner don't just come from not selling players to competitors."

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