Chapter 618 Volume Five Red Cold Rainy Night

"Abramovich has arrived in Nottingham and will be there to watch the game..."

This is the latest relevant report on the game between Forest and Chelsea in the Nottingham Evening Post. This message was placed on the sports page as prominently as Mourinho led the team to Nottingham. The two stood together for half of the country, and the other half belonged to Tony Twain.

The meaning of the editor's doing this is obvious, so that readers can know the meaning behind the news without reading the main text-these three men are the real focus of attention in this game.

"...This game is very important to Mourinho, and now that Abramovich has come to Nottingham to watch the game suddenly, we have to wonder whether the result of this game will affect Mourinho's handsomeness. A bit? There are a lot of rumors about Mourinho's dismissal. Although Mourinho is always refuting and refuting, it seems to have become the default fact of everyone - facing Nottingham Forest, which he has not won yet. , facing Tony Twain, if Mourinho loses this game..."

Tang En threw the newspaper away.

He saw Mourinho push the door in from the outside, and he walked in a little haste, his heavy coat was brought up, obviously he had just walked off the training ground.

His team is acclimatizing on the field outside, and he's here for the pregame press conference.

Dunn stood up and extended his hand to Mourinho. It was a look, and he didn't recall the two actually shaking hands before the press conference.

Unexpectedly, Mourinho held out his hand and shook it with Tang En. But he kept a straight face and didn't say any polite words. Knowing that he was in trouble recently, Tang En did not sarcastically say anything. At this time, the two head coaches only need to do their own thing-lead the team to win the game. As for the fate of others... we will talk about it after the game is over.

The two did not have any private conversations, and went directly to the press conference.

The media gathered in the news hall saw the two protagonists entering the venue, and raised their cameras to point at them and pressed the shutter.

The two sat on the table and waited for the reporters to take enough shots before answering questions.

Although it was Forest's home game this time, Mourinho, as a guest, received more attention than Twain. Because there are too many rumors about him recently. In more than three seasons at Chelsea, Mourinho has already put his personal stamp on the Chelsea team. Almost everyone is used to the relationship of "Mourinho=Chelsea, Chelsea=Mourinho". It is really hard to imagine what Chelsea would look like without him.

His predecessors such as Gullit, Vialli, Ranieri and others did not give people such a deep impression. Apart from the increasingly developed media, I am afraid that the most important reason is that Mourinho's personality is really Very very strong and unique.

No one cares about the match against Nottingham Forest anymore. What everyone cares about is the conflict between Mourinho and Abramovich, certain players, and Grant...

"Mr. Mourinho, does Abramovich come to Nottingham to watch the game mean..."

"Chelsea is his team. Isn't it normal for Mr. Chairman to want to watch the game?"

"There are rumors that..."

"I'm not interested in answering rumors."

"So the fact that Chelsea's performance this season is not very good, does this..."

"When any team has ups and downs in performance, Arsenal, who were unbeaten in 49 games, also lost, and AC Milan, who was unbeaten in 58 games, also lost. Why is Chelsea not allowed to lose?" Mourinho He replied with a straight face very unhappy.

"About the recent news about your resignation..."

"I said I'm not interested in answering rumors."

The atmosphere at the press conference was a little stiff. It was very rare for Twain not to add insult to injury by the side. He kept looking at Mourinho with indifference. Until this time... He suddenly stood up, took the microphone of the unknown media in his hand:

"Sorry, I think I'm in the wrong place. Go on, guys."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked off the stage, and went straight out the door of the press conference.

Almost everyone did not expect Tang En, who had been silent all this time, to erupt at this moment, and they all stood there in a daze. Only Mourinho glanced at Tang En's back, and then stood up: "After being reminded by Mr. Tang En, I also realized that I went to the wrong place. I'm sorry to disturb everyone, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he walked out through the door like Tang En. They left all the reporters in the room where they were, without recovering.

Tang En heard footsteps coming from behind him outside. Looking back, he saw that it was Mourinho. He suddenly smiled.

"You are alone on the stage, how can you let it go?"

"If you like it, I don't mind giving it to you." Mourinho pointed to the open door behind him with a straight face.

The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly returned to normal.

"Forget it, I'm afraid that those reporters will be unable to tell if I ask them back, and they will leave the stage collectively." Tang En sneered.

Mourinho didn't comment on Twain's words. He said, "Goodbye, Mr. Twain." He still had to go to the stadium to supervise the team's training, so he didn't have time to chat with Twain here.

Seeing Mourinho turn and leave, Tang En suddenly called out, "Hello, Mr. Mourinho."

"What's the matter, Mr. Tang En?" Mourinho turned around and looked at him.

"After the game, can we have a glass of wine together?"

Mourinho didn't expect Tang En to say such a thing. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I must be hallucinating. But no, I won't drink with my enemies, even if it is After the game...if I win, I might say yes."

Tang En shook his head: "That's not acceptable. If you win, I will refuse. But you can't win."

Mourinho didn't say anything, turned and left.

Tang En stood at the door watching for a while and was about to leave when he heard a burst of footsteps. He turned his head and saw the reporters running out of the press conference, and waved his hands quickly: "I said I went to the wrong place, so I don't accept any interviews!"

A group of people stopped three meters in front of him.

"We have the right to ask questions!" someone in the crowd yelled.

"So I also have the right to refuse to answer." Tang En shrugged, "Goodbye, everyone."

Dunn also walked through the door that Mourinho left.

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Tang En and Mourinho's refusal to cooperate at the press conference made many media very unhappy, because they had no other news to attract attention the day before the game except for the fried rice.

So they speculated that two people left the stage one after another, criticizing them for their lack of style. It's just that this kind of news is very common for Tang En and Mourinho. Their supporters will not take it seriously, and they will not take it seriously.

Shania took the newspaper and studied it for a long time, then raised her head and said to Tang En: "Does that mean that if he can't win this game, there is a 99% chance of dismissing get out of class?"

Tang En shrugged his shoulders: "It's possible, this is a matter in someone's house, and no one knows it after closing the door. No matter how many rumors there are outside, it's useless."

"Then if he wins, can he stay at Chelsea?"

This time Tang En shook his head firmly: "Impossible. Ah, I'm not saying that he can't win. I mean that even if Chelsea wins Nottingham Forest, he won't be working at Chelsea for long."

"You said just now that the rumors outside are not credible."

"It has nothing to do with the rumors. I just analyze the personalities of him and Abramovich... It is impossible for these two people to work together for a long time."

"Because they are all very character?"

Tang En nodded: "They are all very strong, and they all want to be strong. No one is willing to give in, suffer losses, and lose face... This is how things will develop. Shania, have you heard of a Chinese idiom? ?One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers."

"I've never heard of it, what do you mean?"

"It means that there cannot be two tigers in a mountain. The tiger is the king of beasts, which means the leader here. There cannot be two leaders at the same time, otherwise no one will listen to the other, and it will be messed up. This is the situation in Chelsea now. Abramovich and Mourinho are both tigers and both want to be the boss. Mourinho thinks he doesn't have enough power and trust, while Abramovich thinks Mourinho O's presence has threatened his authority at the club...and that's what happened." He spread his hands.

Shania rolled her eyes after hearing this, and suddenly smiled: "But in my opinion, Uncle Tony is also a big tiger! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,it's scary to get angry!"

"Hey!" Tang En narrowed his eyes, made tiger's claws with his hands, and growled in a low voice, "Where am I scary?"

"It's now!" Shania pointed at Tang En, curled up on the sofa, curled up, hugged the pillow, and looked at Tang En in front of her with wide eyes.

Seeing her adorable appearance, although he knew it was an act, Tang En's heart beat a few times faster. The shape of his hands on his hips was frozen.

Shania noticed that Tang En was suddenly stunned, and she stretched out her hand to shake in front of Tang En's eyes. "Uncle Tony?"

"Ah? Ah..." Tang En came back to his senses, feeling a little confused just now, he sat down on the sofa, didn't watch Shania, just stared at the TV.

"What's wrong with you, Uncle Tony?" Shania asked strangely, leaning on Tang En's shoulder.

Tang En could clearly feel the body temperature coming through the clothes, and smelling the girl's body fragrance, he suddenly became upset. Suddenly stood up from the sofa: "Uh, I'm a little dizzy, maybe I'm too tired. I'm going to rest, there's a game tomorrow..."

After speaking, he walked upstairs, halfway there, he stopped and looked back at Shania who was still watching him on the sofa.

"Go to bed early too, don't watch TV too late."

Shania looked at him and didn't agree.

"Good night, Shania." Tang En waved to her.

"Good night, Uncle Tony..." Shania waved the Totoro pillow in her hand.

After Tang En walked upstairs and the sound of closing the door sounded again, Shania looked at the Totoro pillow in her hand and sighed.

"Good night, Totoro." She waved the arm of the chinchilla, imitating the chinchilla and said, "Good night, Xiao Qiao."

She put down the pillow, got up and turned off the TV, and went upstairs.

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Like London, on the day of the competition, Nottingham, which was originally quite sunny, began to drizzle lightly, and it never stopped. From early morning to afternoon, the temperature dropped by three degrees.

Soccer is not a weather-dependent game, but a sudden drop in temperature may increase the possibility of injury for players. Therefore, in the last warm-up before the game, Mourinho asked the team to increase the intensity of the warm-up, fully move the body, and warm up, so as to avoid physical injuries due to the drop in temperature.

Chelsea's assistant coach, Mourinho's most trusted Steve Clarke, was on the sidelines to guide and oversee the team's warm-up. Their manager was not on the sidelines, but stayed in the dressing room. But he stayed in the locker room not because of habit, but because someone was looking for him.

"Jose, I need a good victory. Especially against this opponent." The owner of the club, Mr. Abramovich, the chairman, appeared where he should not have appeared in his casual clothes.

"Yes, victory will be as you wish, Mr. Chairman." Mourinho replied very politely, which was a bit too polite.

"I don't think I've said enough? A beautiful victory, Jose."

"But this is an away game, Nottingham Forest's home game. We are not easy to play, Mr. Chairman." Mourinho pushed back unceremoniously.

Abramovich's face was a little ugly.

"This is my team and I hope she wins beautifully!"

Mourinho made a "please" gesture: "The players will be back in a while, why don't you come and explain the tactics to them, and then sit on the coach's bench to direct the game, Mr. Chairman?"

This is disrespectful to the chairman of the club, and it is also the most unacceptable fact for those in high positions-his authority has indeed been seriously challenged.

Abramovich didn't get angry in person, he left with a sullen face. Not far out of the locker room, he called Mourinho's friend and agent Mendes.

At this time, Mourinho was sitting on a chair in the locker room and frowning. He was not angry, he was just seriously thinking about his future.

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Fifteen minutes later, when the starting players of the two teams walked out of the tunnel and stepped onto the court, there was a huge cheer from the stands of the City Stadium, which even shook the rain.

Mourinho and Twain appeared at the exit at the same time, and the TV camera immediately cut a scene for them, so they gave up continuing to show the players entering the field. Mourinho had a stern face, pouted his mouth slightly, and didn't smile at all. Tang En smiled and looked very confident. Although Mourinho is a world-renowned head coach and Chelsea has many world-renowned stars, Twain and the Forest team do have a psychological advantage when playing this team.

"Tony Twain and Jose Mourinho..." the TV commentator sighed, "This is the seventh time that two young coaches with the most character in the Premier League have met in the league. Previously, Mourinho had never Not winning against Tony Twain. For the proud Portuguese, this is undoubtedly an embarrassment. Not only in the league, but also in the Champions League semi-finals last season, it was the Nottingham Forest team led by Tony Twain Chelsea is blocking the city of Athens. Mourinho has every reason to seek revenge from Tony Twain, not to mention his recent bad condition..."

Mourinho and Twain didn't shake hands and talk before the match, they parted ways as soon as they got out of the aisle, one went left and the other went right.

The misty drizzle was still falling.

The cold rainy night in Nottingham is likely to be Mourinho's last 90 minutes at Chelsea.