champion godfather

Chapter 894 Volume Seven Heart of the Lion King Tony Tang Twain

"George Wood dribbled the ball down the wing! He was so fast... oops, Ramos cut it off! Wait...Gareth Bale, he passed the ball again... Ramos totally There is no way, George Wood received the ball again and made a breakthrough!"

An excited voice came from the TV, like a machine gun, and the sound was even distorted in the constant "chug chug".

Compared with this excited commentator, those Forest fans who watched the game in front of the TV were a little silent.Of course, this is not because they don't care enough about their team, but because they don't have time to make a sound.A group of people maintained the same posture: holding a heavy beer glass, with their mouths open, looking up at the TV screen, all their thoughts were on it.

"George Wood broke into the penalty area, single-handedly!"

Only at this time did someone in the crowd growl in a low voice: "Damn it...George, score their goals! Score their goals!!"

"Shoot, George! Shoot!"

"This is the last chance, it's up to you, Captain!"

When Wood finally shot the ball under his feet, all the sounds in the bar disappeared in an instant.The bar was as quiet as if there hadn't been any sound coming from here before.

They watched the football being blocked by Casillas, and their hearts rose to their throats, for fear that the football would deviate from the goal.When the football was still tenaciously flying towards the goal, they saw Marcelo shoveling towards the football again, so their hearts almost jumped out of their mouths this time, and some people covered their mouths with their hands.

The ball eventually rolled into the goal with Marcelo, and instead of letting out a sigh of relief, the crowd roared like a collective madman.

"Fuck Real Madrid! We won! We are champions!!"

"GOOOOAL! GOOOOAL!!"

"Forest Forest! Nottingham Forest!"

"Nottingham Forest, la la la la la! Nottingham Forest, la la la la la!!"

No one drank the beer, it was all thrown to the ceiling.

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOW—"

This is just a microcosm of most pubs in Nottingham. When Wood scored, half of Nottingham went into a frenzy.

In some places, fireworks were even set off impatiently.

Meanwhile, inside the Bernabéu stadium north of Madrid, Spain, a brief silence had just passed.

All the sounds seemed to come out of the ground, impacting everyone's eardrums unceremoniously.

The narrators of the TV station are desperate to tell every viewer and listener what just happened here.

The [-] fans at the scene expressed their emotions clearly.The emotions of the Real Madrid fans are very complicated. Disappointment, anger, resignation, and disbelief gathered together, and the boos seemed a lot more messy.The fans of Nottingham Forest are much more innocent-excited, unscrupulously excited!They let it go in the stands, singing, yelling, and hugging and kissing everyone around them, even if they were of the same sex.

Even a well-trained person may not be able to control his emotions after going through such a 120-minute period.What's more, Evan Dalgety deliberately wanted to vent his emotions in front of Florentino and let the other side see, this is the end of underestimating the Forest team!
So after the ball entered the goal, Evan jumped up from his seat immediately, raised his arms and shouted like no one else: "GOAL! GOOAL!!"

The Real Madrid president Florentino, who was right next to him, could only keep a dark face, enduring insults from his opponents in disguise.Behind him, officials and distinguished guests of the Real Madrid club also stared at the smug figure with unkind faces.They must have put the chairman of the English club in the ranks of "uneducated" in their hearts.

But besides slandering them, is there any other way?Who let their team concede the ball at the last minute?
Alan is a relatively calm one in the Nottingham Forest camp. He did not celebrate the goal as indulgently as Mr. Chairman, but just applauded with a smile on his face.

On the sidelines, Michelle Gonzalez looked blankly at the Forest players celebrating on the field.Losing the ball at this time is tantamount to announcing Real Madrid's failure.He stood alone on the sidelines, and there was silence on the coach's bench and the bench behind him.The Real Madrid people couldn't accept this reality for a while.

Next door, Nottingham Forest's bench and coach's bench had long hugged each other, screaming like a woman.

Tang En didn't show his emotions as ostentatiously as his colleagues, because he wasn't as excited as those people. After seeing Wood's goal, besides his initial excitement, he was immediately relieved.

He just opened his arms, raised his head, and leaned his body back slightly, maintaining this posture.He didn't even have the strength to open his mouth to shout something.

For a while, no one came up to disturb him at all, so he stood in this position for a long time.Until Eastwood rushed up and grabbed him from behind.

"Boss! Boss! We won, didn't we? We were champions, weren't we? We were Triple Crowns, weren't we!"

The excited voice was more like a declaration than an inquiry.

George Wood, the hero of the goal.After he scored a goal, he rarely swung his fist vigorously and smashed it into the sky. He only felt that there was a surge of energy in his chest, which made him want to open his mouth and roar.

When he waved his fists and roared on the spot, other Nottingham Forest players swarmed over, their faces distorted in excitement.

"Nice job, Captain!"

"We won, ahaha!"

"We are the Triple Crown!"

Wood was pushed to the ground by his teammates who rushed up, and a group of people yelled and pressed him down.There are not many such opportunities.Wood is not a forward, he has few goals, and the celebration method of stacking arhats is not always available.

The Nottingham Forest players were celebrating wantonly, and most of the players on the Real Madrid side watched all this dumbly. They had already conceded - the goal in 1 minutes, there would be no time for them to equalize. I never heard that there were four or five minutes of stoppage time in overtime.

Only Ribéry protested to the referee that the Forest team's celebration time was too long.At this time, the Forest fans didn't boo him, they were still celebrating, and no one would bother to pay attention to a loser.

Raul, the former spiritual symbol of Real Madrid, the source of strength, and the leader of the locker room.He was sitting in the VIP box at the moment, looking helplessly at the venue.In such a situation, even if he is on the court, it will not help.Real Madrid's tenth Champions League is so difficult to win.He sat down in a chair and sighed.

Franck Ribery's protest was positively responded by the referee. He ran to the Forest players one by one to pull up these complacent people and warned them not to deliberately delay the game time.

The Forest players ignored the referee's warning and were still waving to the stands to celebrate after being pulled up.At the same time, he slowly ran back to his own half.

Tang En didn't know how many minutes there would be in stoppage time. Compared with his colleagues, his brain was still clear.As the players ran back to half court, he yelled at them from the sidelines: "Pay attention to defense! Don't get too fucking smug, guys!! The game is not over!"

"George!" He called Wood's name again, asking him to remind the players on the field not to rush to celebrate the victory as the captain.

Wood nodded.The excitement of scoring just now was no longer visible on this monster's face.He scowled as if they were the ones behind.

In fact, Tang En was a little worried.When the referee signaled the Real Madrid players to come to the center circle to kick-off, some of them were still standing still-they were led by the goal at the last minute, and these people had completely lost their fighting spirit.

Casillas originally planned to rush into the forest team's restricted area to participate in the attack at the last moment, but unfortunately his teammates didn't give him this opportunity.

Ribery raised his hand for the ball in the middle, Ronaldo turned a blind eye, cut in from the wing and shot directly from long distance!
Akinfeev jumped up and just stretched out his hand, and the football flew over the crossbar.

It was Real Madrid's last attack of the game, the last shot on goal...

Akinfeev intends to delay the game time. He pretended to express his dissatisfaction with the team's defense, and then turned to ask the ball boy for the ball. The ball had already been thrown on him by the ball boy.

The most die-hard Real Madrid fans still had illusions, but the referee's whistle brutally shattered this illusion.

“全场比赛结束！！”解说员拉长了声音宣布道。“3：2，诺丁汉森林取得了最终胜利！凭借他们的队长乔治.伍德在1二10分钟的入球，他们在伯纳乌球场击败了皇家马德里，获得了13到14赛季欧洲冠军杯的冠军！”

This voice is simply a sound of nature in the ears of the Forest team fans. Everyone's nervousness dissipated with this voice, followed by indescribable excitement.

Forest team players and coaches who had been waiting outside the stadium for a long time rushed into the stadium at the same time as the whistle sounded.Celebrate their victories.

But Tony Twain still hasn't forgotten to shake hands with the opponent's head coach after the game.

Reporters swarmed up and surrounded him, and he had to squeeze away from them to shake hands with Michelle.

"Congratulations, Mr. Tang En." Although he lost the most important game of the season, Michelle still had a polite smile on his face.People from aristocratic and wealthy families are indeed more graceful than grass roots like Tang En.

Dunn didn't accept his congratulations as triumphantly as Michelle thought.On the contrary, the smile on his face was not obvious.He shook the Real Madrid coach's hand and replied: "It was a great game, thank you, Mr. Gonzalez."

The two did not communicate further. Michelle had to appease his players, while Twain had to face the siege and interception of many reporters. At the same time, he had to be with his players.

"Mr. Dunn, can you talk about how it feels to win the Champions Cup again?" The English media asked the question.The reporter was very proud of the "again" in his question, and he even thought of Tang En's reaction—haha laughed and praised him: "Again? I like it!"

But he was disappointed, Tang En was a bit abnormal today, he was not as excited and excited as people thought.He just squeezed out, not going to answer questions.

"Mr. Dunn, is achieving the Triple Crown the most memorable thing in your career?"

"Mr. Tang En, George Wood scored a decisive goal at the last moment. Do you have any comment on this? Is this your special arrangement?"

"Can you talk about Pepe's foul and red card..."

"Sorry, I have a question and I'll ask it at the press conference later, thank you..." Tang En waved his hand and squeezed out.As a champion coach, he put on airs again in the eyes of the reporters.

It wasn't until he saw George Wood that an obvious smile appeared on his face.

But Wood still keenly captured the change in his expression.

"Don't you look happy?" Wood asked.

"Where is it?" Tang En smiled and spread his hands, "I just don't want those reporters to get carried away and keep asking questions. At this time, I just want to be with you."

Wood believed Tang En's words, and then he made a movement that no one expected - he hugged Tang En tightly.

"Thank you, boss."

Tang En patted his solid and generous back: "The one who should say thank you is me, George. Thank you for your last goal..."

He wanted to say something more, but found that he had lost his center of gravity-had been lifted by Wood and other players.

"Wow!" Tang En was taken aback.

"Hey, boss, don't move! You're the coach of the championship team!"

The players below shouted at him giggling.

Once again, for the third time this season, he was lifted up by the players to enjoy the treatment that only belongs to him-being worshipped.

The English commentator who saw this scene also laughed: "Ha! The king of Nottingham Forest!"

The Italian narrator gave Tang En a new title—"Don", Tang.Sir, Your Excellency, there is another meaning - Godfather.

"Tony Don Twain. The well-deserved godfather of Nottingham Forest. He led his team to three European Champions Cups, three Premier League titles, one League Cup, one FA Cup, and several other big and small international and international competitions." The champion of the Intercontinental Cup. He is the most successful head coach in England since Ferguson. Since Ferguson is the godfather of Manchester United, he can also be the godfather of Nottingham Forest." When the Italian said this, there was no usual sarcasm. For this head coach who once suffered from heart disease, came back to coach the team under tremendous pressure, and finally brought the team back to the top, no matter how arrogant and unruly he was, how annoying he once made them eat How much suffering, how much wronged.At this time, in the face of brilliant results, they also had to give in—the godfather of the champion.

He is the godfather of Nottingham Forest and synonymous with champions.

He can accept the title of "Don" calmly.

Tang En sat on the shoulders of the players, clenched his fists and stretched out to the sky.The Bernabéu played Queen's classic "We Are the Champions" live. Amid the impassioned music, the figure above the crowd became taller and taller.

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PS, the name of the champion godfather came out, and the source comes from here~
Although there is no outbreak today, but continue to be cheeky and ask for monthly tickets, if you have any, please continue to smash~ hehe.

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