Godfather Of Champions

Dunn was lying on his big bed, he was awakened by the morning sun.

"Good morning, champion coach."

Shania was lying next to him, drawing her hair in circles on Dun En's chest.

Dunn squinted his eyes at the white sunlight outside the window, and asked vaguely: "What time is it?"

"Nine forty-seven." Shania glanced at the small alarm clock placed on the bedside table, and continued to play the game of drawing on Dunn's chest with her hair.

Dunn watched Shania playing games on her chest, and a warm current rose in her heart.

This is the most important person in his life, so this matter cannot be kept secret.

"Little Joe."

"Huh?" Shania was a little surprised, and her injured movement stopped. You must know that although "Xiao Qiao" is Shania's official nickname, Uncle Tony rarely calls it that, and always calls the name Shania they had when they first met.

"Think about where we are going for the holidays?"

Shania recovered and continued to draw her circle: "Go to Brazil. Anyway, the World Cup is held in Brazil. You are going to explain the game. Just drop by to see my parents, and then we will have fun. Then you To explain, I'm going to the United States." Shania has already arranged the future formation.

"This is a good idea." Dunn also agreed with Shania's arrangement, but he still had a question: "What about after the World Cup?"

"Huh?" Xianya stopped her movements again and looked up at Dun En. "At that time, you should return to the team? Your team will start to report on June 20th..."

Dunn smiled and looked at Shania and didn't answer. The more Shania said, the more it felt wrong. Then she stopped talking and stared at Dunn, which meant—"Do you have anything to tell me, Uncle Tony?"

Dunn stretched out his hand and rubbed Shania’s head lightly: "Well, my contract with the club is about to expire, and I will not renew the contract with the club." His tone was calm, as if he was talking. It's a very common thing.

Shania's reaction was not calm. She lifted her body from the bed with both hands directly this time, opened her mouth, and stared at her husband in front of her.

"I have a lot of time to accompany you." Dunn smiled and opened his hand to hold Shania in his arms.

Shania lay on Dunn's chest and still didn't respond: "This... are you lying to me, Uncle Tony?"

"Today is not April Fool's Day." Tang En pretended to be angry.

"Then...for what? You just won the triple crown for the Forest team..." Shania still couldn't understand. It stands to reason that I just won the Triple Crown. This is the peak of Uncle Tony's career. How could he choose not to renew his contract at this time? "Aren't you going to other teams? For example, Manchester United..."

Dunn continued to laugh: "Didn't I just say that I have more time to accompany you?"

Shania turned her face to allow herself to see Dun En's eyes: "The reason? I don't understand why you chose to resign at this time."

"First, I can have more time with you. Second..." Dunn hesitated, "I have a conflict with Alan Adams, which can affect my work. But his relationship with the chairman is very good. Okay, obviously I can only leave by myself."

Shania knew that her husband was at odds with the marketing manager. When Alan Adams forcibly intervened to sell Lennon, Dunn was very angry when he returned home for several days, making Shania worried for a long time, for fear that his heart would be stimulated. Because of this, her impression of that person is not very good. This reason is very good, she will no longer suspect that she is dreaming, or Uncle Tony is happy with her again.

"Resign and resign. My Uncle Tony is the greatest coach in the world. Those who want to hire him can go from London to Paris." Shania put her chin in her hands and lay on the bed, two The feet were swaying and shaking behind.

"Hey, Shania. I said I have more time to spend time with you." Dunn reminded her with a little surprise.

Shania glanced at Dun En, "If it's true, then it's fine."

Dunn wanted to defend herself. Shania had already jumped out of the bed: "I'm going to cook for you, are you hungry?"

After speaking, she hopped and ran out.

Dunn was lying on the bed, indeed feeling hungry. But what made him more concerned than the sound in his stomach was that Shania obviously didn't believe what he said...

He lay back down on the bed again discouraged, looking at the ceiling and lamenting.

It was a failure. After winning so many championships, he only had to say that he was going to win. Today's media, fans, and players do not believe it. But he wanted to make his wife happy, but his wife didn't believe it anymore.

It's easy to win the championship, but difficult to coax your wife...

※※※

The Italian Football League has ended long ago, and Inter Milan, which did not reach the Champions League final, also disbanded the day after the league ended. As the team's coach, Mourinho is even more unlikely to stay in Milan to continue working, even if he is a workaholic. At this time, he is relaxing in the sun on the beach of Setúbal, Portugal's third largest port city, in his hometown.

With his upper body naked, wearing only striped shorts, and wearing sunglasses, the world’s first-year-paid head coach is lying on a white beach chair. A glass of whiskey floating with ice cubes is placed on the small round table next to the glass. He was holding his mobile phone, and underneath it was an unfolded book.

There are many tourists on the beach, most of them bring their families here to relax on vacation. Mourinho is alone, not because he and his wife are at odds with each other. He just hopes to enjoy this time alone. Sometimes he likes this, whether it is when thinking about problems or when he doesn't think about anything in his mind, there is such a period of time that he can be quiet and just belong to himself, and no one will disturb him. It's great.

It's a pity that the time no one interrupted today didn't last long.

The phone on the round table rang.

Mourinho didn't pick him up at first, he lay on the chair and didn't move, as if he was asleep. Anyway, he is wearing sunglasses and no one knows whether he sleeps with his eyes closed.

The phone's ringing rang automatically after a while, Mourinho didn't even tilt his head during the whole process. He is still enjoying this comfortable time that belongs to him.

Soon the bell rang again, and it didn't break after thinking about it for a long time. The person lying in the chair finally became impatient. He did not get up, but just reached out a hand to touch the phone, put the Bluetooth headset on his ear, and then pressed the call button: "Hey."

"José!" is the voice of his agent and good friend Mendes. "I have an update, I think you will be interested."

"Still Manchester United?" Mourinho's voice was lazy, like the afternoon sun.

From before the end of the season, both the English media and the Italian media were hyping this rumor, saying that Manchester United intends to invite Mourinho to replace Martin O'Neal. In fact, this is not a rumor. There is no impermeable wall in this world. Tony Dunn can conceal that he has not renewed his contract with the club. He has not concealed the relationship between The Sun, Mourinho and Manchester United. Adultery is naturally even more difficult to hide from the omnipotent reporter.

As Mourinho's agent, Mendes does have closer contact with the Manchester United club. Manchester United wants to rebuild its glory, so naturally it needs a big-name coach with a level and prestige. O'Neal's ability is not bad, but he can't hold the locker room. Originally Tony Dunn was the most suitable target, and also the godfather II hand-picked by the old godfather of Manchester United Ferguson, but it was a pity that Dunn had no interest in other teams except for Nottingham Forest. Manchester United only found Mourinho, because Manchester United knows that the relationship between Mourinho and Inter Milan is not monolithic.

Although Mourinho held the highest coaching salary in the world at Inter Milan, he was not happy there. The football environment in Italy is completely different from that of the Premier League. As the head coach of a team, he has too many restrictions, just like walking with shackles on his neck, wrists, and ankles. He can't say a lot of things, because today he said it, and tomorrow the media will process it. The day after tomorrow, Chairman Moratti will find himself to "promote a long conversation. The opponent's coaches also think that Mourinho is nothing great, just an ordinary coach who can play tricks and come from a wild background. He can get the highest salary, but because he will pack himself, and the Italian coaches are disdainful of doing so. For them, football is football and cannot be mixed with anything else. The task of the head coach is to train the team, formulate tactics, and direct the game. Becoming the team's number one star will be the master.

Sometimes he really missed his life in England, although there is a club chairman who likes to point fingers, but the air there is still free.

Like the sea breeze here, freedom belongs only to him.

"No, it's not Manchester United this time." The voice of Mendes on the phone sounded different from usual. Maybe the signal was distorted during transmission, maybe it was Mendes' own mood changes.

Mourinho soon knew the answer to this question.

"A club has joined the new ranks of fighting for you." Mendes tried to make his tone rhythm close to normal, but in fact he was already faster than usual. He could hear that he himself was very interested in this matter.

"Oh—" Mourinho didn't even raise his brows, his tone was still lazy. He didn't ask which team it was. Such things often happen. Anyway, whether it is Real Madrid or Manchester United, they treat themselves Interest is not a day or two. What he was doing now was reaching out to take the wine glass on the table.

"It's also a Premier League team." Mendes also sold off, even if Mourinho didn't cooperate at all. "This team just made the headlines in the major sports media..."

Mourinho has stopped touching the glass with his hand, and his other hand is propping up his body. This is his greatest movement since answering the phone. Because he was surprised.

Of course he knew which team Mendes was talking about.

"Nottingham Forest? How is this possible?" Mourinho was so surprised that his voice became much louder, and his laziness was swept away, all of which was evaporated by the hot afternoon sun.

Mendes smiled, satisfied with his friend's reaction. "I have another message related to this."

"what?"

"Tony Dunn and the club's contract renewal matter fell apart, he decided not to renew his contract, and he would leave automatically when the contract expires."

Mourinho's mood at this time can no longer be described as a "surprise", I am afraid it has to be "shocked". He remained in the same posture as he was just now, with his left hand curled up to support his body, and his right hand extended to the wine glass.

"The talk is broken? Is the salary too low?" This is the only reason Mourinho can think of. As one of the most successful head coaches in world football today, Tony Dunn’s super low salary has always made people Feel incomprehensible, Mourinho is the same.

"No. I heard from another source that Nottingham Forest Club offered him the highest annual salary in Premier League history."

The Portuguese coach was completely confused. Dun En, the highest annual salary, is not satisfied, what else does he think?

"If you want to know the reason, you can call him. Jose. I only know this. Dunn regards this as a high-level secret. Now the media are still waiting for him and the club to announce the success of the contract extension. "As Mourinho's friend, Mendes naturally guessed what he was thinking at the moment.

Mourinho's mouth bends at the last sentence. He knew that Dunn was playing the media.

But he wouldn't call Dun En. As he said many years ago, as long as they are all football coaches, they will only be enemies, not friends.

After finishing the call with Mendes, Mourinho lay down again and continued to enjoy his time. But this time, my mind was no longer ethereal, but it was like a storm on the sea.

That guy Tony Dunn actually left Nottingham Forest where he had stayed for eleven years... What did he think? Nottingham Forest has just achieved a great triple crown. It was just when it was supposed to be the king and the head coach was gone. What is the future of this team? It's really worrying...

But in fact, Mourinho doesn't care about this, he only cares about which team Tony Dunn will take over after he leaves Nottingham Forest. In his opinion, Manchester United is undoubtedly the most likely. Manchester United has always been interested in with Dunn, because Dunn didn't want to leave the forest team before, it was impossible to recruit him. now……

After thinking about it for a while, Mourinho suddenly came back to his senses. Shouldn't this be troubled by Tony Dunn? What are you worrying about?

Just as he cleared away the messy thoughts in his mind and was about to continue dozing, the phone rang again.

He thought it was Mendes who had the latest news, and put on the headset to connect the call. What came from inside was a familiar and unfamiliar voice, and it sounded a little excited: "Hi, Jose! I make an appointment for you to have a drink with me at the bar!"

Mourinho was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the person calling was the protagonist in his mind just now-Tony Dunn.

"Didn't you give up drinking after a heart attack?"

"Some people must drink together. Drinking others won't work. Anyway, this time."

"I remember I said that unless we are not enemies in football, otherwise..."

Dunn interrupted Mourinho's words: "Hey, I have resigned from Nottingham Forest!"

"Manchester United is waiting for it."

Dunn smiled: "I heard that they are more interested in you. Actually, I don't plan to continue being a coach."

Mourinho was surprised by Dunn's words. Then he wanted to understand again-it must be because of the heart. "But I'm in Portugal now."

"It's okay, I know you want to explain the World Cup for Portuguese TV stations, and so do I. See you in Brazil!" Dunn accepted Mourinho's request for a drink together.

Mourinho wanted to say something, but Dunn had already hung up the phone. Judging from the voice, Dunn was in a good mood. This is really strange, I can still feel this way after I have devoted my eleven years of hard work...

He shook his head and lay down again. This time he successfully slumbered, and there were no calls to bother him.

※※※

The next day the media finally arrived at the news they had been longing for for a long time-Nottingham Forest Club will hold a press conference to announce the latest news about the contract renewal with Dunn!

It seems that Dunn didn't lie to them, he really started the contract renewal work after the Champions League, and the result was in just three days.

But when a large group of reporters came to the scene enthusiastically, they found that the only person sitting on the podium was Evan Daggerty, and there was no other protagonist, Tony Dunn.

All of a sudden, there were discussions, and the ominous premonition in Pierce Bruce's heart in the crowd grew stronger and stronger.

This press conference is very brief.

Evan Daggerty sternly announced that the club and Dunn’s contract renewal negotiations were terminated, and the news that the two parties would not renew the contract immediately shocked all reporters present. Even the Sun reporter, who had received some wind before, had some brain short circuits after the rumors were confirmed.

Then Evan Daugherty reviewed Dunn’s contribution to the team, and then said that no matter where Dunn is doing in the future, he will always be remembered by Nottingham Forest Club. Good luck.

Having said that, Evan Daugherty got up and walked out, ignoring the reporters who were yelling his name behind him.

Of course the reporters are full of questions. Why did the renewal negotiations fail? Who is responsible? Nottingham Forest has just won the Triple Crown but has undergone drastic changes. What about the future? Who will succeed Tony Dunn? Where does Tony Dunn go after leaving the Forest?

But no one will come to answer for them.

The venue suddenly became chaotic. Someone grabbed the door and rushed to leave. They had to rush back to publish this news that would definitely shock European football.

Pierce Bruce took out his cell phone in a daze and dialed Dunn's number directly.

No matter how many times he dialed, all he heard was: "...Sorry, the user you dialed has been turned off..."

※※※

When a tropical storm formed over the Atlantic Ocean, Tony Dunn was sitting on a lounger on Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro. His wife, Shania, was playing in the sea in front of him in a bikini, and he was writing postcards seriously with his head down.

The mobile phone was put aside, but it was turned off long ago.

"Dear David: If you receive this postcard, then you must know what happened. Thank you very much for the 11 years you spent with me. You are a good helper and partner in my work. I'm sorry to be I was angry at you when I was in a bad mood, but from now on I promise I will never yell at you again. You are an excellent assistant coach, you are doing well in the team, I I hope you can continue to do this, the team cannot do without you. Please forgive me again for saying goodbye to you in this way, because I really don’t know how to face you again..."

At this point, Dunn stopped and looked up at his wife not far away. The sun in Brazil is very bright, he squinted his eyes and admired the energetic **** figure, then lowered his head to continue writing.

"...Good luck. Your most loyal friend, Tony Dunn."

After writing this, he picked up the next blank postcard, placed it on his lap, and continued to write with his head down, only occasionally raising his head to look at Shania's figure for a while.

The weather was very good on this day. The salty and wet sea breeze was blowing on the branches and leaves of the palm trees by the sea. The blue water was urged by the wind to flow up to the white sandy beach, and the tide ebb and flow with the sound. The warm sun shines on everyone's face, reflecting their different expressions. Against the sapphire sky, the Copacabana Beach is bustling with people, crowded and bustling.

This is a holiday. (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!)

Like the champion godfather, please collect it: (www.wuxiaspot.com) The literature of the champion godfather has the fastest update speed.