Chapter 94 Volume 2 The Sky of Nottingham I Will Be Back (Part 2)

On August 15th, when Collymore led the team from Nottingham to Reading, west of London, to challenge the home team, Twain's youth team welcomed their opponents in the first round of the Youth League at the training base—— Leicester City.

It is completely different from the media troop following Collymore to Reading. The youth team's training base is deserted. Except for some young players' parents, relatives and friends, there are only two media outlets. One is the official website of Nottingham Forest, and the other is the official website of Nottingham Forest. The Nottingham Evening Post.

Tang En looked at the well-mannered young man standing next to him very strangely.

"Mr. Reporter, the first-team matches are held in Reading, not in Wilford." Dunn kindly reminded Pierce Bruce, a reporter from the Evening Post.

"I know, Mr. Coach." Bruce stood there, not turning around to leave.

"You know why you still don't leave? The game will start tomorrow, and you can still stay for one night in the past now, and interview the colorful nightlife of the Forest players."

"How colorful, Mr. Coach?"

"Uh..." Tang En looked up at the sky, and then answered Bruce's question, "You have to ask Mr. Stan Collymore."

Bruce laughed, "Mr. Coach, I was worried that you would never recover. It seems I was wrong."

"Huh?" Tang En felt strange, "Why should I be so depressed?"

Bruce looked at Dunn and found that his surprised expression was not faked, so he shook his head: "No, it's nothing."

"Okay, chat time is over. Why don't you go?"

"Of course I won't leave, Mr. Coach. Not only will I not leave today, but I won't leave in the future. From now on, I will be responsible for reporting on the Nottingham youth team."

Tang En opened his mouth wide, then scratched his head, and muttered, "It's up to you..." Then he turned and went back to the team's resting place, making final preparations for the game.

Bruce called Tang En suddenly: "Coach Tang En! Can I interview you with a question?"

Tang En turned around and looked at him: "Say."

"In the match against Leicester City, how sure do you think we are of winning?" Bruce took out his small notebook and opened it to record Tang En's answer.

Tang En waved his hand: "Don't forget, your question is meaningless."

Bruce was a little surprised, he didn't expect to get this answer.

"Of course we're going to win. Do you have any more questions?"

Hearing this typical Tony Twain answer, Bruce smiled and shook his head: "No, I have no questions to ask."

When Tang En returned to the middle of the team, the young players had already changed into their game uniforms and gathered around waiting for him to speak. Tang En looked at the blue sky above his head, and then at the expectant eyes of these children. If a person does a great thing, it will become a symbol of this person for a period of time, and it will be mentioned on many occasions. Just like what Twain did at halftime of the game against West Ham United, everyone still remembers it until now. Wes Morgan must have told the group of children in front of him vividly what he heard and saw about Tony Twain when he was an adult.

Although this was not Tang En's original intention, it must be admitted that Morgan's doing so helped him a lot. Children are the most prone to cults of personality, and now he, Tony Twain, is undoubtedly the idol in the hearts of this group of children. These people will listen to what he says.

That's great, and saves a lot of trouble.

The young players from Leicester in the distance also gathered together to listen to their head coach's speech. They wore blue jerseys with only numbers but no names, but like the boys from the Forest team, they were players who had received professional football training.

In the empty Wilford youth training base, apart from the lack of high-rise stands and enthusiastic spectators, Twain felt that the environment he was in now was no different from a professional game.

"Listen, lads." Tang En coughed and said solemnly, "I was interviewed by a reporter over there just now, and he questioned your ability. It will be difficult to make a difference." Tang En pointed to Pierce Bruce in the distance.

The little players who were stimulated immediately turned their eyes to Bruce, yelling at him and shaking their fists. Bruce, who was kept in the dark, didn't understand what these children thought of him. He waved to show his friendliness, but the children didn't appreciate it.

"Okay, okay, don't embarrass that poor reporter." Tang En clapped his hands to signal everyone to focus on him again. "The youngest of you here is seventeen years old. For most of you... no, maybe for all of you, to become a professional player, to be a star like Michael Dawson, wearing your Playing in the red Forest team jersey with my name on the City Stadium is the goal. Am I wrong?"

The children shouted back, "No! No!"

"Yes! That's what we think!"

"Very good." Tang En nodded, "You are no longer eleven or twelve-year-old children. You are satisfied after practicing for four hours a week, and you have to carry your schoolbags to school to be good dolls during the rest of the time. The club has a professional contract, you are professionals. Am I right?"

"Yes! Yes! We are professional players!" The seventeen and eighteen-year-old boys waved their fists. If it weren't for most of them looking childish and only looking at their bodies, it would be believed that they were professional players who played in the first team.

"So when you can't win the game, when you make people feel that you can't win, you will be looked down upon by them." Dunn pointed to Pierce Bruce again, "It's like that. I know you are very Unconvinced, I have taught that guy a hard lesson just now! I told him - of course we will win! He will regret it because he underestimated you!"

"Well said, Coach!"

"Yes! He will regret it!"

Tang En stretched out his hands, motioning for everyone to be quiet and listen to him finish speaking. "But! We all know that it's easy to talk about it, but anyone can brag! I want you to prove that I am right in the next game! Let the reporter who looked down on you regret his ignorance!"

The children started to get excited, and Tang En took the time to glance over. George Wood, who was standing at the outermost edge of the crowd, also clenched his fists tightly and bit his lip hard. Although he will not be allowed to play in this game, Twain is very happy to see Wood's performance like this. This is a great opportunity to instill his own football philosophy into these kids, and he has to add fuel to the fire.

"You guys have to remember!" Tang En waved his arms vigorously and smashed to the ground, "Coach Tony Twain's football is victory football! From the time you change your clothes in the locker room, let me put all other miscellaneous thoughts into consideration." Forget it! You just need to think about how to win! You have to tell yourself: I will win today! Not 'what if I lose'!"

"We will definitely win!" Wes Morgan took the lead and shouted loudly. The victory declaration of a group of people even attracted the attention of the visiting team. They looked at this group of crazy opponents inexplicably.

"We will definitely—win!!"

Ninety minutes later, the Leicester City youth team, who was a guest at Nottingham, went home crying with a score of 1:4. They were completely stunned by the ferocious expressions and unafraid of death of this group of peers in the game. up.

Bruce was happy with Twain's achievements on the sidelines, but the kids from the forest youth team didn't seem to like him, and ran away from him to the locker room with grimaces and fists waving.

Just when he was puzzled, Tang En walked towards him with a bright smile, and said, "Mr. Bruce, meet me at the Forest Bar tomorrow afternoon, and I'll treat you to a drink. Thank you for this match!" "

Bruce scratched his head, not understanding why Tang En suddenly became enthusiastic, but he still happily accepted the kindness. "I'll go, but thank you for what?"

"Well, this... Anyway, thank you."

The next day, Bruce was at the Forest Bar with Dunn, Kenny Burns, and other loyal Forest fans, drinking beer while watching the Forest team's away game against Reading live on TV.

Under the brilliant afternoon sun in Reading, the Forest team played the worst game of the season. Rebrov, who was highly expected by people, exposed his old problem of not being able to adapt to the English football style. Facing the tall, strong and rough Reading defenders, he was at a loss and got nothing. Changed the field early.

The final result of this game was that the Forest team lost 0:3 in the away game. From the scene to the score, they were completely defeated, and they had no way to fight back!

When the game was broadcast to the last moment, when a close-up shot of Collymore's blank face appeared on the TV screen, there was a sudden burst of uniform shouts in the forest bar: "Tony! Tony! Tony! Tony!" These fans watching the game Shouting Tang En's name was like cheering for the team in the stands.

Tang En and Bruce stood between them. Bruce was frightened by the sudden shout. He looked around the bar in surprise. He found that almost everyone in the room stood up, clapped their hands, and called Tang En's name.

Compared to Bruce's astonishment, Dunn was very calm, or he took everything in front of him for granted.

"Mr. Tang En, this is..." Bruce asked in confusion.

Tang En grinned, showing two rows of neat teeth, like a lion king of all beasts surrounded by animals in awe, glanced at Bruce, and then roared in a shout that could lift the ceiling: " Mr. Bruce, one day, one day I will come back! At that time, you will hear even bigger cheers than this!" He opened his arms, clenched into fists and swung them upwards vigorously.