champion godfather

Chapter 117 Volume [-] Nottingham's Sky Tang En Returns

The Ukrainian Rybrov has been very depressed this week. He came to training frowning and went back to the hotel frowning.After seeing the methods of the new head coach, he no longer has any hope for his future in the team. After this game, he plans to ask his agent to find a place for himself.

The head coach, Mr. Twain, asked many people in the team to have a private talk, from Wes Morgan who had just been transferred to the first team, to Michael Dawson and Andy Reed who were about to leave the team, but he didn't have his own .

He was wondering if he had been abandoned by the head coach?

Tomorrow is the game against Crystal Palace. The team simply conducted four 10-minute set-piece tactical drills, and then ended the training.Rebrov frowned again, and left Wilford disappointed.

Seeing his back as he lowered his head and walked towards the parking lot, Tang En said to Walker beside him, "For tomorrow's game, let the Ukrainian start the striker."

"Of course. You drove Taylor to the reserve team. We only have three people on the front line. Westerkar's ability is limited. We can only let Johansen and the Ukrainian start."

Hearing what Walker said, Dunn laughed dryly.He and Walker went to watch the reserve team game yesterday. Taylor started the game and scored a goal. He was in good condition.However, he did not express his intention to recall Taylor to the first team, and he will continue to train with the reserve team.His header is indeed an important means of scoring. Now the team's offense is weak and there is a shortage of strikers. Walker doesn't quite understand Twain's approach. Twain has his own sense of proportion.

Outside Nottingham Forest on Saturday night.Some time ago, the team's performance continued to be sluggish, which also affected the attendance rate of the stadium. In the previous games, the average attendance rate of the city stadium was less than 2 people. Large areas of stands were empty, and the players were not in the mood to play in this environment.

But today is different, the city stadium under the night has become a sea of ​​red.

Reporters from Nottingham's local TV station took pictures outside the stadium of fans coming from all directions, waiting to enter the stadium.They gathered into several long red snakes, crowded with people, waving their arms, singing fan songs, and some fans even shouted at the camera: "Tony! Tony! Tony!"

Even small vendors selling various fan supplies and souvenirs outside the stadium are booming again.

In front of the camera lens, the reporter held the microphone in one hand and pressed his ear with the other, trying to let his voice overwhelm the shouts of the fans behind him: "Did you see that? The city stadium has woken up! Believe... Believe that our Forest team will also wake up from a deep sleep wake up!"

A reporter from BBC TV reported on the evening news from the other side of the fan queue: "Just changing a head coach has aroused the enthusiasm of the fans! I believe the people of Nottingham must miss what they saw today. A scene! In the second half of last season, the Forest team's home games were almost like this! The failed Collymore has been forgotten overnight, and the fans welcomed back the team that led the team to the play-offs last season. Young coach Tony Twain..."

He just said here, a fat man suddenly jumped between him and the camera, and then put his fat face in front of the camera, hiccupped first, then took a deep breath, widened his eyes and shouted: "Nottingham Forest must Victory! Long live Tony! Tonight... Hiccup... buy me a drink!"

Before the reporter could react, the fat man jumped out of the screen amidst the laughter of his companions, and the alert cameraman immediately pointed the camera at him and his companions, following their backs.

A group of fans wearing Forest's red jerseys walked side by side, waving their scarves and singing their own songs loudly.

"Oh! Generous Tony! Oh! He bought us drinks, we love him! He gave us victory, we love him! Forest forest! Tony Twain!"

The reporter continued to work while wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Uh... It turns out that Coach Tony Twain enjoys a very high reputation among the fans of the Forest team..." He glanced at the camera and walked crookedly. A group of drunken fans hurriedly ended the report: "This is a report from BBC reporter Larry Jackson from the Nottingham City Stadium! Welcome to watch! Goodbye!"

Even closing the door could not stop the loud singing from the stands outside.Compared with the excited Forest fans, everyone in the locker room is calmer... of course it seems so on the surface.

Assistant coach Des Walker is announcing the starting lineup for the game, starting with the goalkeeper.

"Darren Wood, John Thompson, David Oyer, Michael Dawson, Wes Morgan, Briana Gunnarson, Jacob Burns, Andy Reed, Gareth Williams, David Johnson, and..." Finally, the last person was called.

Rebrov sat down in his chair without any expectations.Then he heard Walker say: "...Sergey Rybrov. These are the eleven people!"

He raised his head suddenly, and he actually entered the starting lineup again? !But after thinking about it, he understood—the top scorer Gareth Taylor was relegated to the reserve team. Now that the team lacks strikers, it is only natural that he can enter the starting lineup.

After the starting list was announced, the locker room was full of discussions.Walker patted the tactical board vigorously, indicating to the players that the head coach had something to say.

When the locker room became quiet again, Twain said loudly: "Crystal Palace is third from last, we are fourth from last! What does this match mean? I don't want you to think 'ah, things haven't gone that bad', I hope you Clearly 'fuck, things are this bad'! 22 rounds, we only won four games, but lost thirteen games! This result is terrible! Before this game we lost six games in a row, I No matter what you think, in short, I have lost enough, and I don’t want to lose any more! Anyone of you who doesn’t mind continuing to lose, raise your hand!” He waved his arms, but no one obediently raised his own hand.

"Very good! It seems that you all don't want to lose again." Tang En nodded, lowered his arms, and glanced at Rebrov, who lowered his head, "I'm a new coach, I don't care about your previous performance, and I don't care Did that coach promise you anything..."

Rebrov tilted his head, he was listening carefully.

"I'm only looking at how you all played from today's game. Good play, starters! Bad play, subs! It's that simple. If you want to play, just wind up the clockwork on the back of your ass! "Dang En made a wringing gesture, and everyone felt their backs tense...

Evan Dalgety was wearing a suit and tie, more formal than what he wore to work, sitting in the box, ready to watch the game.His financial advisor, Alan Adams, has already flown back to the United States. After dealing with the purchase of the forest team's shares, he has nothing to do for the time being. Evan's business in the United States also needs someone to take care of it.

In fact, Evan hated going to the box to watch the game, because there is a rule in all British stadiums: anyone who enters the box to watch the game must wear a tie.This is a dead rule, even if the President of the United States comes, he must abide by it.

Evan doesn't like to wear a tie, which has something to do with his childhood experience.He hates everything that binds his neck...

But he is now the chairman of the club, and he must come to the scene for the home game.Not to mention the moments when the team's performance is not good and morale is low.

He could only try to tie his tie as loosely as possible, it would make him feel better.

The middle-aged man sitting next to him is the chairman of the Forest team's opponent Crystal Palace, a mobile phone operator Simon` Jordan.

Unlike Evan, his tie was tied tightly around his neck.Straightforward suits, dressed meticulously.

When the two of them shook hands and greeted each other before, Chairman Jordan couldn't see Evan's attire, and he spoke arrogantly.Although his team ranks lower than the Forest team, it does not prevent this man from saying in an interview before the game that his team can definitely beat the Forest team and then take the opportunity to go ashore.He also tactfully satirized Evan Daugherty, thinking that Yankees who don't understand football should not be involved in English football.

Faced with these words, Evan's reaction was to laugh them off.But who knows the fire in his heart...

Shit, Tony!Must win this game!Absolutely must not lose to this bastard who sells mobile phones!
When Crystal Palace manager Steve` Kember saw that the Forest striker standing on the center circle kick-off was the incompetent Ukrainian Rybrov, he laughed and told himself Assistant coach Terry`Bullivant said: "Terry, we don't have to worry about the defense in today's game."

The league has been going on for almost half a season, and the poor performance of the Forest team has told you the fact that the head coaches of the League One teams, that is, Sergei Rebrov, the "superior striker" who was once placed on high hopes, is completely The bottom of the parallel imports!

As long as he is on the field, the opponents of the Forest team can confidently press up and attack boldly, because the 29-year-old forward can no longer find where the goal is on the field.

The progress of the game also proved this point. Rebrov, who was on the front line, faced the close marking of England's tall defender and couldn't find the feeling of shooting at all.

Tang En shook his head on the coach's bench: "The Ukrainian has completely lost confidence...he doesn't even dare to shoot."

Walker nodded in agreement.

Many professional players have had the experience of losing confidence due to consecutive poor performances, leading to failure. Sergey Rybrov is walking on that road to darkness at this moment.If no one comes to help him, then he will continue to sink.

Although it doesn't matter to me if you sink... But the result of this game will be affected.What I need is victory, and you, Rebrov, are the key!

(End of this chapter)