champion godfather

Chapter 39 Don't Give Up, Kid!
"Best Coach: Tony Twain! "

In the class, the boy was holding the newspaper and was reading it intently, when a girl's voice suddenly sounded beside him: "Liu Wei."

The frightened boy's first reaction was to stuff the newspaper under the table, and then he saw Yang Yan covering her mouth and smiling. "You scared me to death, Yang Yan, but I'm in class now..."

"So you also know that class is going on now?" Yang Yan pointed to the newspaper in his hand, "Didn't you say that you are not a Nottingham Forest fan?"

"Uh..." The boy spread the newspapers on the table again, "I am a fraternity fan. And since the head coach of the Forest team loves Chinese culture so much, of course I have to support and support... By the way, he didn't invite you to Are you his Chinese teacher? You didn't call him?"

Yang Yan had already forgotten about it, and it was only when Liu Wei reminded her that she put the note in the notepad and never turned it over again.

"No, I forgot." She shook her head.

"You..." Liu Wei rolled her eyes, "I really have the heart to make a polite gentleman sad."

Yang Yan shrugged and rested her chin on her hand: "Why do you all think he is a polite gentleman? Ali also said so."

Liu Wei stuffed the newspaper to Yang Yan: "I never think that football coaches should be gentlemen, especially excellent and qualified head coaches, let alone."

After speaking, he sat upright and pretended to listen carefully.

Yang Yan felt strange, she looked up and saw the teacher of this class, her university tutor, Stanley Scherer, walking towards her with a sullen expression...

Glaring at Liu Wei who pretended to be nonchalant, Yang Yan could only accept this fact in embarrassment. It was impossible for her to stuff the newspaper elsewhere.

"Yang, I think you have to explain to me that this is...huh?" Sheller looked down at the newspaper on the table, then picked it up and read it carefully for a while.During this process, everyone in the classroom was watching them, Yang Yan lowered her head and dared not make a sound.She knew that Professor Scherer was known for being strict in the academy, and if he contradicted him, the consequences might be even worse.Now that he has been seen, he might as well admit that he was reading the newspaper during class time.

Finally, Professor Scherer put down the newspaper. "Is this yours, Yang."

Yang Yan glanced at the serious Liu Wei and nodded.

"That's right. I didn't know that you were also a fan of the Forest team. Come to my office on Wednesday morning." After Yang Yan was sentenced, Professor Scherer looked at Liu Wei again and said in a cold voice: "Liu, change your seat and listen to me." Finish this lesson."

Knowing that his every move had been seen by the professor, Liu Wei shook his head and shrugged, then got up and walked towards the empty seat at the back of the classroom.

"By the way, by the way." Sherer stopped Liu Wei, "I'm a Forest team fan."

The classroom that was quiet just now erupted into loud laughter, mixed with excited boos and applause.Even Yang Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw Liu Wei's stunned expression.

Professor Scherer went back to continue his lecture, and Liu Wei stood obediently in the last row and chose a seat to sit down and listen to the lecture again.

Yang Yan looked down at the newspaper on the table.

Below the eye-catching headline is a reminder of the main content of the interview:

·The best coach created by accident.

· Unforgettable five-game winning streak.

·Tony Twain who loves oriental civilization.

Tony Twain who loves oriental civilization...

Yang Yan looked at Tang En's photo in the newspaper and lost her mind.

The team has won five consecutive victories, morale is high, and the best head coach in February, Tang En feels that he can take care of another person.

Although tomorrow is the game, Tang En still decided to leave the training of the first team to Walker and Bowyer, and go to the youth team to have a look.Let's hope George Wood didn't get himself into trouble.

Twenty minutes later, Tang En stood on the sidelines of the empty training field and patted his head.

Today is the match day of the youth league, and the forest youth team should be playing at the city stadium right now.My own brain doesn't work anymore, it's messy.

He pulls out his cell phone and calls Randy, saying he's going to City Stadium in his car.

The parking lot outside the city stadium is deserted. If you come here late after a day, it is very difficult to find a parking space.When I got off the car, I heard crisp whistles and sparse applause.

It seems that the game has been going on for a while, and I don't know how Wood is doing.

Tang En admitted that he still had some expectations for this kid...

When the head coach of the first team Tony Twain appeared on the sidelines, the first people to notice him were the players on the field.David Chrislake followed the eyes of the players to see Twain who was walking towards him.

"Tony, why are you here?" Chris Lark stood up to meet him.

"Let me see if there are any outstanding players in the youth team." Dunn said politely and sat next to David. The former assistant coach of the youth team got up and gave up his seat.After the somewhat unfamiliar assistant coach walked away, Tang En lowered his head and asked Carlislak in a low voice: "David, that kid didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

Karisrak knew that Tang En must be here for that person.He smiled and shook his head: "I just got into a fight with my teammates a few days ago."

Hearing this, Tang En looked up at Chris Lark in surprise: "Why didn't you inform me? Why did you fight?"

Karisrak shrugged: "Small quarrel, I don't think it's necessary to tell you. One of the team members called him a son of a bitch, and then he rushed up and knocked the opponent to the ground with a punch. If it wasn't for the reaction of the people next to him Come on, he's going to jump up and make some punches. Four people...Tony, you know what, four people tried their best to hold him. That kid is like an angry bull."

Tang En nodded. The swear word "son of a bitch" is very common in the UK, just like scolding "fuck" in China, sometimes it may just be a "modal particle".But Sophia is the most important person of Wood, and no one is allowed to violate it.Whether it's a joke or a serious one, Wood doesn't allow his mother to be insulted.This incident also reminded Tang En that he must never call him "son of a bitch" or "son of a bitch" in the future, otherwise he would definitely kill himself.

"How did this matter be resolved?"

"The challenger was thrown to the Notts County team at a super low price."

"It's not very good, David... How did you get kicked by the betrayed boy?"

"Bad. No future."

"Oh, you did a good job! I support your decision to punish. How did you deal with it, Wood?"

"I fined him to run laps, [-] laps." Carisrak lowered his voice a little excitedly, "He finished it easily! The fitness coach Fred was dumbfounded, this kid has great physical fitness!"

Tang En nodded, he had expected this result a long time ago. "David, if you want to punish him next time, I suggest that you better let him run forty laps with weight. Okay, let's see the game... how long has it been?"

"Seven and 10 minutes soon."

The two set their sights on the pitch, because there was a first-team coach watching from the sidelines, and the Forest youth players were very active, hoping to impress the coach and become a member of the first-team.Just like Jenas, Dawson and Reed.

The scoreboard on the sidelines shows the score of the game so far: 1:0.The home team Nottingham Forest youth team leads the away West Ham youth team.

Dunn easily found George Wood on the field.After several months of training, his basic skills are already decent, but... as a striker, his running position has hardly changed from two months ago.

"David, do you think Wood has the potential to be a striker?" He expressed the doubts that had always been in his mind.

"I was going to talk to you about this, Tony." Chris Lak adjusted his sitting position and lowered his voice again. "Two months of training, most of the time I let him do basic exercises, because I found his shooting level is really terrible."

"Oh?"

"Even if you are facing an empty goal in shooting practice, he can't score a goal with ten balls. Don't talk about running and shooting, he can shoot in coordination. He doesn't know how to shoot. I taught him. But...damn, this The boy's temper is too bad, he doesn't listen at all, and still does his own way. If you didn't bring him here, I would have kicked him out a long time ago..."

There is a huge gap between the evaluations... Just now he said that his physical fitness is great, but now he says he wants to kick him out.

"I wouldn't have played this game at all if Jeffrey, our main striker, hadn't been shoveled off. Tony, if you watched his first few games, you'd agree with me. God, let's He's going to play forward and it's going to mess up our offense..." Chris Lack complained endlessly.

Tang En only clicked his tongue.

"When did he get on?"

"About 10 minutes ago."

"Are there technical statistics?"

Chris Lack called the assistant coach who had just walked away, asked about it, and then shook his head at Twain: "Nearly twelve minutes, no shots, no successful passes, no headers, no fouls, no violations, nothing. No……"

Tang En turned his eyes to the court, looked at George Wood who was working hard but couldn't figure it out, and frowned.David Chrislake's words were repeated back and forth in his ears.

Is this your future?boy.

Maybe I still don't have the keen eye of a professional coach...George is not suitable for professional football at all.This thing is really cruel. I gave him a big and beautiful dream, but now I want to tell him to wake up from the dream?Pretentiously, he said to him: "George, I think you have a better future as a porter..." After seeing what happened to George's house, Tang En felt that he couldn't say it.

He's not a sympathetic badass.But after seeing that strong and optimistic mother, Tang En always felt that he must make George Wood successful no matter what, so that he could have money to treat his mother.A porter's son who earns two hundred pounds a week, not even enough to pay for his medicines... These are definitely not the future of that beautiful mother.

But what can I do?A star is not promoted by a coach, but by the player himself.Talent and hard work are equally essential.Wood worked hard but had no talent.

Chris Lark noticed that Tang En suddenly stopped talking, and just frowned and stared at the court in a daze.He didn't know what this person was thinking, and he didn't want to disturb him, so he could only watch the game in silence together.

(End of this chapter)