Chapter 709 Volume 6 Crimson Come Try if You Have the Guts

The media from all over the world flocked to Nottingham. For them, there were too many things to watch in this game. If they don't go to the scene, they will definitely miss many very wonderful stories.

The highlight of the league the day before was the "Liverpool Derby" between Everton and Liverpool at home. In that game, Liverpool finally won the Derby with two goals from Torres.

And Nottingham Forest and Manchester City are not in a derby relationship, and there is no deep hatred between the two teams in history. The reason why this game has attracted so much attention is because of this summer. Maybe Twain also created a kind of history - a new history in which Nottingham Forest and Manchester City dislike each other from now on.

"I don't seem to be introducing to you what these two teams have experienced this summer. You only need to look at what the players of the two teams said in interviews to know how hot this game is." In the TV station, The host is introducing the game to the audience.

The screen changes to the scene where the players of the two teams are being interviewed.

"I will definitely score in this game!" Bendtner said to the camera very seriously.

"Can you comment on your head coach?"

"Coach Hughes is an excellent head coach. I believe Manchester City will usher in glory under his leadership."

"Tell me about Tony Twain..."

"I don't want to talk about him."

Bendtner turned and left, and Ashley Young appeared on the screen shortly afterwards.

"Just now your teammate said he was going to score in the match against Forest..."

Ashley Yang nodded with a grin, and raised two fingers: "We made a bet with him. Not only will he score goals, but he will also score at least two. If he fails to do so, he will treat us to dinner! But I am very happy Help him win this bet."

"Do you think he can do it?"

"I believe in his strength. We are together in Nottingham Forest and Manchester City. I believe in him." Ashley Young clenched his fist and waved in front of the camera.

Next is the interview with Nottingham Forest players.

Ruud van Nistelrooy was caught by the reporters and insisted on saying a few words about Bendtner's departure: "The reason for his departure? I don't know. I think you should ask the boss. I wish him good luck."

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but the reporter stopped him again: "Bentner said he would score at least two goals in the match against Forest..."

"I haven't heard of this matter." Fanny found an excuse to prevaricate, no longer ignored the reporter's question, turned and walked away.

The camera shook, and the reporters found George Wood who was walking towards him.

"Wood, can you talk about what Bendtner said to score at least two goals for the Forest team?"

Wood said coldly: "I welcome him to try."

Then he walked straight through the reporters and walked away without looking back.

The scene switched back to the studio, and the host spread his hands: "Look, that's how things are."

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Dunn didn't know why Bendtner suddenly announced that he would score at least two goals in the match against Forest.

revenge?

Or to show off your abilities?

Or was it just someone who used the aggressive method?

Because in Nottingham Forest for four years, the side he showed did not give Tang En the impression that he was very arrogant.

When he was interviewed, he was asked about this matter, and he was very magnanimous.

"I believe that with his strength, it is possible to do it. He is someone I am optimistic about. He is very talented. It is not difficult for him to score goals..."

These remarks surprised the media. They originally expected to get a response from Tang En who cursed out loud.

Tang En was naturally very angry in his heart, but he couldn't show it. The media cannot be given the opportunity to hype, and at the same time he must consider the feelings of the current Forest players.

They are not virtual data generated by computers, without thoughts and tempers. If I criticize a player who has just left the team, what will the players who stay in the Forest team think of him? They must not have stars in their eyes and collective worship: "Wow, the boss is so handsome!"

What happened to Bendtner made him see clearly the group of players. No matter how well-behaved they are in front of the head coach, they will have their own little calculations, which are carefully concealed from you to see. If any of them are dissatisfied with Bendtner's remarks, that is their own business and they have the right. But it is another matter for the head coach to use his actions to force the players to accept this dissatisfaction.

For a former teammate who has just left the team, his influence on this team has not dissipated. There are people who have a good relationship with him. If he publicly scolds Bendtner, it will only make these people Chilling.

At this critical moment, Tang En had to be careful everywhere. The team can no longer afford any turmoil.

Of course, if someone in the team misunderstood what he said and felt hurt, Tang En could apologize to the other party in the most sincere tone immediately.

For example, at the tactical meeting on the last day before the game, Pepe expressed his protest with some dissatisfaction.

"Boss, I think I and the rest of the defenders were hurt by what you said to the reporters yesterday."

Tang En knew that some people would be dissatisfied with this, because he couldn't satisfy the values ​​of everyone in the world. But if you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and there is nothing good about them. He apologized right away.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, Pepe. You know, sometimes when we face the media, we have to say something that may not be in line with our own will... I say that in no way means that I despise you. In fact, I have another sentence The words didn't come out - I believe he has that ability, but not when facing Nottingham Forest!" Tang En laughed.

The guards are all laughing, they are very satisfied.

"Okay, guys." Dunn waved his hand to signal them not to laugh. "My humility does not mean that we have to admit defeat. In fact, in this game, I request—not a hope, but a request—that you must win. I don’t need to say the reason, you should be clear. In fact, if I say it, it’s also There are many different reasons that can be given. But I don’t think that is useful. Reasons are just reasons, and you can find as many reasons as you want. But losing is not allowed, absolutely not! If we still want To win the league championship, a team like Manchester City must not lose! Not only Manchester City, but also other opponents!"

Next, Tang En beckoned Tang Shang to explain the specific tactics.

"The formation for this game is 451. Wood and Thiago start. You need to assist the wing defense when defending in the middle. Manchester City has Ashley Young and Robinho, and their wings need to pay special attention. There is After Wood and Thiago are in charge of assisting the wing, Ribery and Lennon will close in the center when necessary, giving Bell and Rafinha the space to insert in the back row... Simply put, it is the offensive and defensive battle on the wing .”

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At the same time, in the hotel where Manchester City stayed, they were also holding a tactical meeting. Unlike Tang En who left everything to his subordinates, Mark Hughes did it himself. He wants to take advantage of the victorious victory over Portsmouth, and then win Nottingham Forest.

He said earlier that some of the players sitting around the conference table were listening carefully, while others deserted absent-mindedly. Bendtner was chatting quietly with Ashley Yang.

"Niclas, have you thought about how to deal with their defenders? You know Pepe, he's very good one-on-one..." Ashley Yang asked in a low voice.

"It's not that I haven't scored goals against him. I often score goals in team games." Bendtner's words are not bad at all. In team matches, Pepe always represents the main team, and Bendtner often represents the substitute side. Although they have never played against each other in official games, such contests are not unfamiliar.

Ashley Young knew what he said was the truth, so he stopped asking this question, but changed it: "Have you thought about the celebration after scoring a goal?"

Bendtner smiled: "I didn't think about it. Let's talk about it later, I think too much now, and I will be too stupid if I can't do anything by then."

"... Nottingham Forest is characterized by wide attack, from the full-back to the full-back. They all have the ability to attack. This requires special attention." Mark Hughes continued to talk. "I ask you not to shrink back in the confrontation with them, and strengthen the offensive on the wing. Especially to seize the space behind the opponent's two full-backs after they get in the assist! George Wood, no matter how powerful he is, he can't take care of the left side. On the right side, there will always be holes. Catch them! Tomorrow we will not play in the middle, but on the side. Use the side to break their defense!"

"The boss has put in a lot of effort..." Ashley Yang murmured. He likes this arrangement very much, because he will be one of the protagonists on the field. He will use his speed and passing to help Manchester City tear through Nottingham Forest's defense and take the victory away from Twain.

"Niklas." Hughes named the Danish striker.

Bendtner looked up at his head coach.

"Your task is very simple." Hughes smiled, "It is to score goals."

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The forest bar on the eve of the game was full of people, and all the fans gathered here were the most die-hard fans of the Forest team. They are discussing how to maximize the cheer for the team and create pressure on the visiting team in tomorrow's game.

Kenny Burns, the owner of the bar, was leaning against the tables where the fans gathered with a glass of beer, listening to their heated discussions.

Their leader, Fat John, was lying on a cleared space, writing something with a brush on a huge white cloth.

"We have to show that little Danish bastard!" someone among the fans declared his opinion loudly. "As soon as he gets the ball, boo him! Unless he passes the ball, never give him a little room to breathe!"

"Yes! Shush him!"

"Call him! Give him the middle finger!"

"Let him go back crying after the game, and never dare to step into the city stadium again!"

"Mom, I want to breastfeed, I'm so scared... wahahahahaha——"

The discussion became more and more heated, and the words became more and more irrational...

Finally someone expressed objection: "Don't be so mean, right? He left out of helplessness. To be honest, I think Tony really didn't give him enough playing time and attention... Why can't we give him applause, just like To Pierce, who also came back to play for Manchester City..."

He didn't speak a word, when he heard a sputtering sound. Skinny Bill stood up abruptly and knocked over a pile of glasses in front of him. The golden liquid flowed down the table and wet the hem of his T-shirt and pants, but he didn't care. Staring at the person who said this, his eyes were red.

"Boy, I'll give you another chance to take back the last sentence you just said! Otherwise, I don't care where you came from, I'll beat you back to your mother's womb right now!" All full of power and force. "I want you to understand one thing-the Danish kid will never be qualified to be compared with 'crazy' Pierce! He will never be treated like Pierce! Never!"

At the same time, someone stood up and yelled at the person who said the wrong thing: "Do you fucking know what Pierce means here? You even take that little bastard with no hair on his head and the greatest player in the history of Nottingham Forest." Comparing the captain?! Dude, are you drinking too much or are you trying to make trouble?"

"If you still don't understand how high Stuart Pierce's status is, I don't mind letting you know with my fist." A burly man raised his hairy arm.

As it was about to turn into a bloody fight, Burns, who had been silent all this time, coughed beside him. Everyone turned to look at him.

"I don't allow fighting here." Burns raised his glass to signal for everyone to drink.

Everyone is honest. Thin Bill and the others sat down and continued to drink. The person who said something wrong stood still in fright, neither leaving nor staying.

At this time, Fat John, who turned a deaf ear to the conflict and continued to work on his own affairs, finally stood up. He smiled apologetically at the frightened person: "I'm sorry, did I frighten you? I wasn't there before. Met you here, first time? That’s how they are, don’t mind. I think Tony was tricked by us the first time he came here too... Ha.”

Others laughed too. Someone yelled, "That's different, John! Tony's not like this coward!"

Yes, it's different, because he actually poured wine on Michael, who was a football hooligan, and laughed at John, who was also a football hooligan, as a fat pig. He wrestled with Michael and got the upper hand...

Because he is different, now he is the manager of Nottingham Forest, and this poor thing is just a poor thing whose legs have been frightened.

It was a memorable time, as if it was still yesterday when I think about it.

The poor unlucky guy saw a fat man on the opposite side, smiling very kindly, so he felt relieved and made sure that he would not be beaten.

After apologizing to him, the fat man shook out what he wrote and showed it to everyone: "Guys, the thing is done! Let's see the effect!"

"The words are really big..." The fans who watched made various comments.

"At that time, this will be hung behind our goal. The bastards of Manchester City won't be able to see it if the words are too small! They are all short-sighted—" John squinted his eyes to imitate the appearance of myopia without glasses.

"Hahahahaha——" His appearance amused the others, and they laughed in unison.

Although he was frightened just now, the friend who was also a fan of the Forest team and was ignored still leaned over to see what was written on the white cloth. There are many people like him, everyone is crowded, trying to see clearly what is written on it.

John saw that everyone was pushing forward, and the order was somewhat chaotic. So he simply said "sorry" to Burns, and then gave Bill a wink. Bill jumped onto the bar first, and Bill climbed up after him. The two stood at the two ends of the bar, one on the left and the other on the right. John threw the white cloth in his hand to the thin man, and then the two loosened their hands and unfolded the thing again.

With a clatter, the white cloth was shaken away, like a flag in the hands of a standard bearer.

There is nothing superfluous above, only two sentences. Written in red paint full of self-confidence and arrogant provocation:

At least two? Try it if you have one! !