Godfather Of Champions

Martin O'Neal resigned and only spent two months in the Forest. I was not surprised at all, I even felt that he left a bit late.

For a Premier League coach, poor performance is not the worst enemy. It was the arbitrary interference from the top of the club. When you become the last insider on the team, why should you stay there? For club owners, the head coach may be just a wage earner who can be hired for money. Well, I'm very happy to look forward to the head coach of Nottingham Forest's chairman who can invite them to be their puppets.

——These are the first two paragraphs of Dunn’s column for the Evening Post. This is his open letter.

After almost a month of silence, Dunn’s column fired again, this time targeting his former boss, Nottingham Forest.

When he opened his mouth, it was very explosive. It's not just a curse. In this column, he also disclosed for the first time the real reason why he chose not to renew his contract:

"... When Pepe moved to AC Milan, I could understand Martin O'Neill's mood. Because a year ago, when Lennon went to Inter Milan, I encountered exactly the same situation as him. It's not that I can't drink anymore, I think I will call him and invite him to have a drink together-look at these two poor coaches.

In fact, I have a lot to say since I left, but at that time Martin O’Neal had just taken office. I don’t want to talk too much about a team that I’m not coaching anymore. That would cause problems for the new coach and the team. I don't doubt my influence on that team at all, yes I am very confident at this point.

I chose to shut up, and I think that is good for the team.

But now the situation has changed and O'Neal has resigned. I think the situation of the Forest team can no longer be worse, so I choose to tell you those things that are buried deep in my heart.

Life and work are composed of many details, but these details are often not paid attention to. But I am a person who cares about details. In Lennon’s transfer, I saw the thing that I least want to see-the club’s senior management has become accustomed to reaching out to the team. This was originally banned in the verbal agreement between me and Evan Daugherty. of. But eleven years have passed, and the original verbal agreement has long ceased to be binding. Then I realized that this situation would only increase over time, exhausting me from tossing. Just like Martin O'Neill today. I chose to leave at the most glorious time, maybe that would give you a beautiful looking back. But now it seems that perhaps leaving silently did not achieve that effect, and I was self-defeating...

I must apologize to those fans who still love Nottingham Forest and are hurt by my attitude. I am sorry that I cannot continue coaching Nottingham Forest. If I can, I hope to end my own coaching career here, but the current environment is not good for me. But no matter where I am, my love for Nottingham Forest, my love for you has never changed..."

The Nottingham Evening Post has skillfully put together the news pictures of Martin O’Neill’s resignation and Dunn’s open letter on the front page for comparison and reference. At the same time, I also remind all readers who have purchased this extra issue, what the extra issue is about.

A story about two men who left Nottingham Forest.

The title on the front page is also very flavorful:

They came here one after another, they left here one after another.

The subtext refers directly to the club. This is what Pierce Bruce meant.

The open letter Dunn was very long, occupying half of the page. Dunn didn't know how many words he wrote. Anyway, he kept writing and writing when he had something in his heart. When he finished typing these words in front of the computer, both of his arms were sore that he couldn't straighten it out.

For the fans of Nottingham Forest, this article is like the atomic bomb that the US military dropped on Hiroshima, Japan. Together with the news of Martin O’Neal’s resignation, it was even more shocking-two atomic bombs and the other went to Nagasaki.

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"Martin O'Neal announced earlier this morning that he had applied to resign as the head coach of the Nottingham Forest. At present, the club's senior management has not given any response to his application. Our reporter found at the gate of Vilford and was preparing to leave. O'Neill..."

On the TV screen, the noisy, constantly shaking camera lens, O'Neill is standing by the car door answering questions from reporters:

"My resignation has been approved... It has nothing to do with Tony Dunn... I believe they will announce a press conference soon..."

The scene was very noisy, and his voice was unclear, but the key meaning was still expressed.

A group of people drinking in the forest bar all stared dumbfounded at the large LCD TV hanging on the wall. More than two months ago, they watched the news of Tony Dunn’s sudden resignation in this same place, and today they saw Martin O’Neal’s sudden resignation... Their brains have lost the ability to think, and they don’t know what to do with this. What do you think of the matter.

Perhaps Bill's first reaction was the most true. He cursed "FUCK". I just don't know who he is fucking, what about the resigned Martin O'Neill? Or is it Mr. President of the club, or the reporter who reported this news that disturbed his good mood for the day, or... he himself?

The news continued, and the door was arched open.

Fat John hit the door with a stack of newspapers in both hands.

Seeing Bill standing stupidly in front of the TV watching the news, he laughed and walked over. Put the newspaper in his hand on the table where he was, and then he went to the next table to distribute the newspaper. When he put a newspaper on every table in the bar, he just had left in his hand. The next one is his own.

Someone noticed his abnormal behavior and asked, "What are you doing, fat man? I would like to drink, please read the newspaper."

John leaned in front of the bar, ordered a glass of wine first, and then said to the man, "Don't you always call out the truth about Tony's resignation? It's on it." He pointed to the newspaper placed in front of him. The words "extraordinary", this is an extra special issue for what happened to the forest team today.

As soon as the voice fell, a group of people who were just as stupid as wooden stakes suddenly scrambled for the newspaper in front of them.

Only Bill didn't move, his gaze shifted from the TV screen to John.

John smiled at him, took a sip of wine, and started reading the newspaper.

Dun En's column is much gentler than when he and other columnists were at war, but the irony in his bones was not less.

I am in a good mood today, and it seems contradictory in this news background. His happiness has nothing to do with Nottingham Forest. Nottingham Forest looks like this anyway, and it's no surprise that it will be bad next. What makes him happy is that the real Tony Dunn is back. There is another reason, that is, Tony Dunn, just as he thought, has never betrayed them, and he has always loved this group of people.

In that mood, it was like knowing that an old friend who had been out of touch for many years was still thinking of him, and I felt warm from the bottom of my heart.

that's enough. Tony, work hard in the national team. Although I am a Nottingham Forest fan, I am also an Englishman.

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It was only half a day's time. The open letters of Martin O'Neill's resignation and Tony Dunn have spread throughout England. The media, large and small, have reprinted reports, which can be regarded as "the grand occasion."

As a field that just won the Triple Crown, even if they fire a turf cleaner, they will go to the media. Not to mention the big news that two head coaches have been changed in two months.

Obviously, Nottingham Forest has fallen into a kind of civil strife... and now many people know the cause of the civil strife-the club’s top management has interfered too much with the team’s affairs, which has caused dissatisfaction with the two head coaches before and after. Non-renewal and resignation as protests.

It's just a pity that those fans who are obsessed with Nottingham Forest, and the players...

The training that morning was completed under the leadership of the assistant coach, everyone was absent-minded. Chris Lak wanted to continue to finish the afternoon training plan, but look at the team like this, and think about the reporters who were blocked outside. He temporarily changed the training plan and announced a half-day holiday in the afternoon.

He is now worried that some of these people will eventually remain in the team.

Only at this time, he suddenly felt that there was a strong person standing beside him, how happy it was to make him feel safe, and when he encountered difficulties, he would come over and say to himself: "Don't worry, David . Here I am." Or grinning and grinning at him: "I have an idea, David, do you want to listen?"

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Wood received a call from Billy Woods on the way home.

"Martin O'Neal also resigned. Do you intend to stay in such a team? Real Madrid has offered you an annual salary of 15 million euros before tax. As long as you are willing to sign, this is you Income for the next four years."

This time the captain of the Forest team did not hesitate unexpectedly, and resolutely rejected his agent.

"No, I want to stay here."

"I can foresee the fate of this team in the next few years-declining performance, damage to reputation, and the hatred of other teams in the past ten years. Everyone wants to defeat the previous arrogant Triple Crown. Wang. Your game will be very difficult. You may not be able to win a championship, George." Woods calmly analyzed the disadvantages of staying in the Forest for him.

"I don't care, I have won enough championships."

Woods chuckled: "That's right, you have already won all the honors you can get as a club player. But I still don't want you to stay here. Evan Daggerty is a big idiot, he Your old friend is a small idiot. Such a team is not worthy of your allegiance. You are the best player in the world, George. You should play in the best team and show your ability to the world."

"Do you think that if I stay here all the time, your income will decrease?"

Woods laughed. He thought Wood was so cute. He laughed and even coughed: "Ha...cough! I don't mind how much money I make, George. I care about you."

"I think there is enough money now."

"But do you feel happy to play in such a team?"

"Happiness." George Wood replied.

"You're lying, George. Tell me the real reason, otherwise I'll be with you. I will call you at midnight to tell you which club has fallen in love with my dear George." This old man is really like a naughty boy .

Wood was silent for a while, and he was almost home. If you keep entangled with the old man in this way, it's not very good to be asked by your mother. Because it's easy to deal with brokers, but difficult to deal with your own mother.

"I remind you, don't think of making up any reason to fool me. I have walked more bridges than you have walked, baby.

Wood said: "Because I am the captain."

Woods thought Wood would say a few words to explain, but Wood didn't say anything when he said only one sentence, which made him feel like his heart was hanging in the air. He was taken aback for a moment and asked, "That's it? Nothing?"

"Gone."

"What's your idea? The captain comes to a new coach, maybe it will be replaced. It can't explain anything. If you give you a captain's armband, you can win your loyalty, and your loyalty is too worthless. Oh...what's wrong with you? Are you excited by today's events, dear?"

"I'm fine. I'm telling the truth. I'm the captain, and I can't leave my team. I don't want to drop a group of people and go away by myself like him!" Wood rarely raised the volume of speech and made it worse. Tone.

This time it was Wukes' turn to be silent. He knew who "he" Wood was.

"Well, George... it's up to you. As long as you think it's good to do this. But it's really a bad excuse!" Woods hung up the phone severely.

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The night was getting darker, and the last afterglow of the setting sun outside the window hung at the junction of the west sky and the horizon. It could be clearly seen through the flat terrain of Vilford and the field of vision without any tall buildings around.

Villeford, surrounded by dense woods, exuded patches of ink-like black against the background of the afterglow. At this time, even the turf maintenance workers were gone. In Vilford, only the club chairman's office still had lights leaking.

Evan Daugherty stood in front of the huge French window, watching the twilight outside. On the table behind him, there was a copy of the Nottingham Evening Post which was published this afternoon.

There are only four extra editions, two belong to Martin O’Neal, and two belong to Tony Dunn.

He had read them all, with a normal heart that exceeded Alan's expectations. The so-called "normal heart" was observed by Allen, which means that the club chairman did not angrily scold swear words while watching, or stopped reading and then crumpled the newspaper into the trash, or tore it into pieces, Ignite it with a lighter or something. He read all the articles quietly, and just sat there without saying a word.

Allen knows that he has to face more right and wrong from today, and it is not wise to disturb him at this time. So he quietly left.

In fact, Evan has already recovered from a daze, and now he is hiding from the media. He knows that there will be a lot of media outside wanting to interview him, even if the club has announced a press conference tomorrow afternoon, those hungry paparazzi are still not satisfied, they want to know more, they want to know more insider news. Or... They just wanted to take a picture of Evan Daggerty's face with a stubborn look.

When the last glimmer of light disappeared under the heavy darkness, Evan Daggerty walked out like a thief from the already pitch-black three-story building, and slipped against the wall to the parking lot. His driver was already in the car. Li waited for him to fall asleep. He had to knock on the window to wake up the driver with his head tilted in the driver's seat and salivating with his mouth wide open.

"Ah? Sir, I'm sorry... I'm asleep... I'm sorry..." The still confused driver opened the window, wiped the sticky saliva from his chin with his other hand, and stammered an apology to Evan.

Evan patted the car door impatiently and interrupted him, "Open the door, go home!"

When the dark red Audi appeared at the door, the police had an illusion that the front of the car was alive, and it swung to the left and right, as if observing the situation ahead.

The driver blew his whistle to signal the guard to open the closed door, but he was berated by Mr. Chairman.

"Don't sound the horn!"

He is afraid that this voice will be heard by reporters who don't know where to hide, but at this time, it stands to reason that there should be no more reporters around here... Or is it purely a "guilty conscience"?

The beautiful modern electric gate moved slowly in front of Evan Daugherty, giving way to the passage. But in his eyes, this thing moves slower than a snail. He missed the carved iron gate that was torn down before. Ian MacDonald stretched out his hand as if he was a young man when he opened the gate. The speed is much faster than the modern thing controlled by computer programs!

When the door moved halfway through the rumbling sound, Evan urged his driver to drive through. For him, waiting here for a second, the more danger.

But he still miscalculated. When his car had just pulled out of the gate and was at its slowest speed, a group of reporters who didn't know where they got out suddenly appeared on both sides and in front of his car.

The driver was taken aback and stepped on the brake.

It's all right now, I can't run away at all.

When the reporters saw the car stopped, they swarmed up, holding cameras, cameras, and microphones to the rear windows.

"Mr. Dogty! Can you express your opinion on O'Neill's resignation?"

"Tony Dunn claimed that his resignation was entirely your responsibility. Do you have anything to respond, Mr. Daugherty?"

"How do you feel about losing two head coaches in two consecutive months?"

"Mr. Dogty, can you answer a few questions? Just a few!"

"Nottingham Forest lost its head coach less than half a month before the start of the league. Do you have a new head coach?"

"What's the future of the team? It is said that Real Madrid made another offer to George Wood. Will he leave?"

Countless questions hit Evan Daugherty with flashing lights. In the night, his face was pale with the flash of light.

He tried his best to make his expression look better, and then ignored the reporters, just urged the driver to drive and leave here.

When the car started up again, the reporters blocked in front stepped back and filmed. When they were sure that they couldn't shoot anything new, they moved away from the front passage.

The dark red Audi engine made a long suppressed roar, and left in a hurry in front of the reporters as if fleeing.

A photojournalist pressed the shutter at the bottom of the car that was thrown up with dust.

"This picture is awesome. The embarrassed club chairman left, I hope he can have a good dream tonight." (To be continued, if you want to know what happens, please visit www.qidian.com, the chapter is more Many, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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