Godfather Of Champions

"The weather is good today." On the Vilford training ground, Bell set up a pergola and squinted his eyes to the sky. In his field of vision and wherever he lives, the blue sky is like washing and the sun is shining brightly. "In the final round of the league we will play in such good weather."

"That's good. I hate rain." It was Shaheen who said this. As a skilled midfield organizer, the slippery field is a torture for him.

The team has just finished a training session and is getting together to rest.

The atmosphere in the Forest team has always been good, so even during training breaks, they would get together to chat.

The topic naturally shifted to the ownership of the league champion.

The players of Nottingham Forest are fairly sane. Everyone knows that the decision on the title of the league does not depend on their team.

"I called Bendtner yesterday." Bell said so, and everyone turned their eyes to him.

"I asked him if he would start. He said he was sure to start. Then I hope he can try his best to beat Arsenal..."

"Are you going to beg him?" Pepe said with disdain. Until now, there are still people in the team who can't understand Bendtner's defection from the team.

"It's been so many years... Is it a friend or a friend." Bell curled his lips. "It's not a request anymore. I just asked him to show sportsmanship..."

"How did he answer?" Some teammates were more interested in Bendtner's reaction.

"He didn't promise or refuse."

Pepe hummed next to him again: "Look at what he is now, leaving the forest, what did he get? There is no championship, no honor for so many years. Playing the UEFA Cup every year is the highest pursuit..."

Bell knew that Peppa looked down on Bendtner, so he stopped talking.

Wood, who has been listening to the side, said: "Don't care about how others are doing, we just need to win this game." What he said was right, but it didn't make any sense. Simply put, it was "nonsense." Everyone was not interested in continuing to discuss this topic, and soon turned to it.

"If... I mean if, if we didn't win the league title, how would the boss eat the table?" Ibisevic tried to make his tone sound like a joke.

But everyone stared at him.

"Uh, well, let's not talk about this..." Ibisevic raised his hands and threw it towards him.

"Hey, are you stressed? Tomorrow's game..." It was Woodgate who said this.

"Are you stressed?" someone next to him immediately asked.

Woodgate said honestly: "Big."

"I'm okay..." Pepe was lying on the grass with a piece of grass in her mouth. "As long as we win the game, whether we can win the championship depends on the results of the Arsenal and Manchester City games. Thinking about it, I too There is no pressure anymore. But I still want to say that leaving my destiny in the hands of others makes me very unhappy."

"I am also very upset."

"me too."

A group of people agreed.

Pepe looked at the white clouds in the blue sky and murmured: "No matter how great our pressure is, I can't be the boss... Every time I see the boss, I think that I will definitely not be a coach after retiring, at least not. I will be the head coach..."

Everyone heard what he said, and followed it, the boss was chatting with the coaches on the other side.

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"I always feel that the team is a little lacking in fighting spirit..." As a coach who has just come over from a player, Eastwood has a better psychological grasp of his teammates than other coaches.

Dunn didn't speak, just glanced over there. Chris Lak smiled: "Then what do you think, Freddie? Do you all get together and shout slogans?"

Eastwood didn't care about what Chris Lak said. He frowned and said, "Maybe it's the reality that even if we win, we can't guarantee the championship. It makes everyone feel that even hard work is useless..."

Chris Lak also wanted to object, he thought Eastwood was worrying. He has led the forest team for almost ten years, and naturally knows this team better than anyone else. But Dunn spoke first: "You are right. Don't talk about them. Sometimes when I think of this reality myself, I don't have much fighting spirit..."

Chris Luck opened his mouth wide and looked at Dunn in surprise.

Dunn lowered his head and was silent for a while before he said again: "I **** hate this feeling... I'm still a person I hate if I leave my destiny to someone else. Very weak."

Eastwood watched the boss not speaking, he could understand the feeling, because he was the same.

"I have many ways to ensure that we win Sunderland, both tactically and psychologically. But I feel very boring now. Do you say Wenger will give us this opportunity? Will they make mistakes? If I It’s Wenger. I will ask the team to defend as long as they score a goal. At this time, there is no difference between 1:0 and 5:0.” Dunn said to his colleagues, “The FA has prepared two plans. I went to the Emirates Stadium with us with two championship trophies. But the trophies brought to us are copies. Everyone thinks that the chance of Arsenal losing the championship is too small."

"A month ago, I promised everyone a beautiful tomorrow. We can win the league championship, the FA Cup championship and the Champions League championship, and become a terrific triple crown. But now, this probability is too small. No wonder they feel that they have no fighting spirit."

Dunn looked at his watch, the rest time was over, and his face immediately changed to an expression: "Okay, forget what I just said, don't let them see anything unusual. Continue training!"

He regained his vitality in an instant. Eastwood once saw a similar situation like this once, after Nottingham Forest's 3-2 away win over Aston Villa in the 31st round. Dunn was also tired first and then regained his vitality in an instant.

Is this a way for him to adjust himself?

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"Well, today’s training ends here. I hope you don’t play out too late and rest early." Dunn said to the team before the end of training. "Tomorrow’s game is very important. It depends on the hard work of a season. That's ninety minutes. But don't be too nervous, it's just a league game."

Dunn waved his hand and disbanded the team.

He was the last person to leave the training base. He drove away after packing up his things by himself. When he reached the gate of the training base, he saw Pierce Bruce waiting at the door. After seeing him coming out, Bruce waved to him quickly.

"What's the matter, Mr. Reporter? I'm in a hurry to go home. It's not good for my wife to wait.

"The media has been very peaceful these past two days. I want to ask you. Tony, don't you really say something?" Bruce leaned forward and asked.

"Say what?"

"We all thought you were going to fight some kind of psychological warfare again... Have some opinions on Wenger and Arsenal, put pressure on Manchester City or something..."

Dunn looked at Bruce, thought about it, and then said: "That's okay. Just say I wish Arsenal the league title, honestly I don't think Manchester City can pose any threat to Arsenal. They have won the UEFA Cup. Qualifications are no more than desires and desires. Besides, you also know that the relationship between Manchester City and us has been very tense... I have enough mental preparation. It is only natural for Arsenal to win Manchester City. After all, the two teams are not on the same level. . Of course we will win the match against Sunderland. I said we will have a victory to bid farewell to the City Stadium."

After speaking, he pointed to Bruce's notebook: "Did you write it down?"

"Nothing?" Bruce was a little surprised.

"No, that's all. You can publish it as it is. There is still one day left anyway."

After dealing with Bruce, Dunn drove away.

Bruce looked at the words he had jotted down, and really didn't find anything worthy of hype... He was telling the truth. First of all, Arsenal and Manchester City are indeed not on the same level. Secondly, Manchester City did qualify for the UEFA Cup ahead of time. It can be said that they have no desires for the last game. Third, it is also true that Manchester City and Nottingham Forest have a very bad relationship. They don't have to try to beat Arsenal in an unnecessary game and make the Forest team reach the top. They are not the life of the new century. Fourth, now the head coach of Manchester City is McLaren. This person's personal grievances with Dunn are enough to write a book. What reason does he have to fight Arsenal to help Dunn? He might even deliberately send a three-pointer to Arsenal, and then watched proudly how Dunn eats the table. Fifth, the relationship between Bendtner and Ashley Young and Dunn is not good. They don't have to try hard to beat Arsenal in order to help Dunn's team win the championship. Although Nottingham Forest is their home team, they left. For many years, that little love has long been left. sixth……

There is no need to analyze it anymore. If this analysis goes on, Manchester City has not taken the initiative to kick an own goal into their own goal. It is already a lot of face to Tony Dunn.

"What kind of psychological warfare is this?" Bruce frowned. When has the truth become a means of psychological warfare?

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"George, tomorrow is the final round of the league, right?" At dinner, Sophia asked about her son.

Wood nodded.

"I watched TV and said that you have little hope of winning the championship?"

Wood nodded again.

"That..." Sophia hesitated, "Then Mr. Dunn is going to eat the table in front of the media?"

Wood looked up at his mother. "It's just that the hope is small, not that there is no hope at all, Mom. Don't worry."

"But if you and Arsenal both win, wouldn't the champion be theirs?"

"Arsenal may also lose or tie. They are not necessarily winning."

Sophia had something to say, but seeing the expression on her son's face, she chose to shut up. She doesn't know much about football. Since her son says there is hope, trust him.

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Gareth Bale recently found a girlfriend. The girl is not a public figure, but an ordinary beautiful girl who is still a college student. The two met at a dance party and then fell in love. They are in love. The girl likes Bell's star status, which makes her feel very face in front of her classmates.

Tonight, Bell had dinner with her at the place where the girl lived, and then just as the girl dreamed that they would spend a passionate night, Bell suddenly proposed that he was going home.

"Go home?" The girl stared at Bell, as if she had heard something incredible.

"Yeah, I have to go home."

"Oh, don't do that. Gareth. You're not a kid anymore. Do you still have to go home to sleep at 9:30 every night?" The girlfriend put her beautiful body on Bell, hoping to keep her boyfriend with her **** body. "Your parents are not with you. Even if you stay overnight with me, they won't say anything..."

Yes, Bell has moved out of the house and lives alone. And he hasn't stayed overnight with his girlfriend. But tonight is special.

Bell printed his lips on his girlfriend's mouth, but his girlfriend was disappointed that he didn't stick his tongue in, but moved it away.

"Not today, Shannon."

Bell broke away from the girl's arms, and he could still feel his girlfriend's disappointment.

"Because tomorrow is the last round of the game?" Shannon sat on the bed and looked at her boyfriend.

Bell looked back at her. It was summer and Shannon was only wearing a sling dress. Now the sling had slipped to his shoulder, exposing a large area of ​​white dangling breasts. If you lower it, you can still see the blush. Her figure is really good... Bell exclaimed psychologically. But such temptation is of no use to him.

Gareth Bale nodded.

The girl suddenly became self-willed, and she asked loudly, "So, do you love football or me?"

Bell was asked by such a question. He didn't find it difficult to answer, he just didn't expect Shannon to ask such unqualified words...

He looked at the beautiful girl who was almost naked and shrugged: "I love football more from tonight to tomorrow."

After speaking, he opened the door and strode out.

The girl who felt insulted grabbed the pillow and smashed the door. Then she threw everything that could be thrown on the bed to the ground, and then lay on the bed and cried sadly. She and Bell have known each other for three months, and this is the first time she has seen him so unfeeling.

It seems that I slept with him, but I can’t say that I know him...

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Bentner and Ashley Young are sitting in the bar on the second floor of the hotel, where their teammates are indulging in relaxation, drinking, playing billiards, chatting, and dancing to the best music. The goal of the team this season has been achieved. This final round of the league is more like a formality-everyone can just pack their bags and go on vacation after just playing the 90-minute game.

Bendtner knew that in another hotel not far away, the Arsenal players must enter the room early to rest under the supervision of coach Wenger. Compared with them, Manchester City's teammates seem to be on vacation in London.

A teammate staggered over with a beer and asked loudly, "Niklas, how do you spend the summer?"

"Go home," Bendtner replied.

"It's boring..."

The visitor murmured a half glass of beer, then raised his glass to Bendtnayan. So Bendtner also raised his glass to salute, but didn't drink it.

When the people left, Ashley Yang turned his head and said to Bendtner: "Look at them...I bet we will lose at least three goals at the Emirates Stadium!" There was a slight tone in his tone. disgust.

"It's normal to relax. It's been so hard all season. Anyway, we got the UEFA Cup qualification ahead of schedule." Bendtner's face was expressionless.

Ashley Young laughed loudly when he heard Bendtner say this: "Ha! The season goal of a team known as the richest in the world turned out to be the UEFA Cup... Do you know why I am leaving? Liverpool did not pay me as much as I got here. I yearn for honor, but Manchester City can’t give me.”

The live music is loud, and Ashley Young is not afraid of being heard by others.

"The people here are like this..." he sneered at the teammates who indulged in fun. "When they transferred from other teams, they opened their mouths and shut their mouths and said, "I will help Manchester City win the championship." I'm not here. The high salary here'... Actually? The banknotes in hand are the most practical. There is no fighting spirit, the locker room only cares about how much more they can get in the next contract renewal, and only cares about going after the weekend game. Where to play, I only care about the number of beauties in the resort after the season. I care about these too, but I care more about the championship!"

"I've had enough. Even if Liverpool don't find me, I will ask to leave."

After listening to the complaints of his teammates in silence, Bentner asked: "Can Liverpool give you the championship?"

Ashley Young reacted, he knew what Bendtner meant by asking. As long as Nottingham Forest is in one day, Liverpool have to be kept under pressure. They were second this season, but they are now squeezed to third by the Forest. Last season, Liverpool was still No. 1 in the league until the 30th round of the league, but the final league champion was indeed Nottingham Forest. Going back... Forget it, don't think about it.

"At the very least... there are a group of players who want to fight for the championship, not a group like this... If you can get a salary, it doesn't matter if they sit in the audience." Ashley Young found it. The difference between Liverpool and Manchester City, he specifically reread "professional player".

This time it was Bendtner's turn to remain silent, and Ashley Yang hit the nail on the head, and he had nothing to say.

Over the years, the atmosphere in Manchester City's locker room has been bad. Head coach McLaren is not the kind of iron-handed coach who can hold down the locker room. To be honest, he lacks enough personality charm, which is really far from Tony Dunn. In addition, the Manchester City club's top management is Emirati and lacks the desire to make the players loyal to this top management. Even Manchester City fans boo their own people in home games, boo those "mercenaries" who come only for money. This team is really an alien in the Premier League: everyone knows that Manchester City has no chance to win a championship, and coming to Manchester City is tantamount to saying goodbye to the championship. But every year, many players still switch to Manchester City because they can get a higher salary than their former club. They don't need to go to places like Qatar to pan for gold, and they can stay in the sights of top European competitions and mass media.

The two were silent for a while, perhaps because they realized that it is not good to slander their teammates here.

Later, Ashley Yang You suddenly sighed: "I think Nottingham Forest is really unlucky now. Their opponents in the last round of the league were not strong, but Arsenal's opponents were also weak. The boss did not arrange for me to start, so I fell. I hope I won’t be on the court for the entire game, so as not to be embarrassed. The boss himself, maybe he is looking forward to Nottingham Forest losing the championship..."

Bendtner glanced at him: "I don't think the boss is such a narrow-minded person... others are nice."

"Yeah, a good person. What kind of a good person is needed to bring out such a locker room... I would rather have an iron coach who will pinch the team together again with a big stick, so that we can take high stakes. Salary and honors can be won. How good, how good..."

Ashley Young poured the beer in his glass in one breath, then got up and left.

"I went back to my room and rested. The music is really bad."

Bendtner watched his teammates leave. He didn't move, and continued to sit in his seat, playing with the wine glass filled with wine, but never took a drink. (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, authors are supported, and genuine reading is supported!)

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