Chapter 49: Dusk and Morning in Wilford

Donn stood on the training ground of Wilford No. 2. In front of him was the thick woods, and under his feet were the mottled shadows of the woods. The day's training has ended, and the players have basically left here, but there is still someone on the training ground to practice more.

Tang En stood on the sidelines and looked at the person who was practicing more.

This scene did not make him feel strange.

Under the afterglow of the sunset and under the dark red sky, Wilford was broken by the shadows of the woods in the west. The entire training ground was very quiet, with no other sound except the muffled sound of kicking the football, the sound of the football hitting the goal post, the net, the barbed wire wall, and the occasional bird cry. It was quite different from the extremely noisy scene during the day.

When he was young, he had watched the person in front of him practice countless times. At that time, the person in front of him was just a child.

It has been more than ten years in a flash. He is about to retire, and the person in front of him has become the flag of the team. More than ten years ago, on the same venue and in the same time, did Tony Tangen think of so many things that happened next?

Tang En was distracted, and the man on the field was already walking towards him in sweat.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

"Add the scenery." Tang En replied. He continued to look at Vilford, who was shrouded in the dusk. "Don't you think that everything in front of you looks like an oil painting? I remembered again that you once kicked the football into the river on the youth team training ground. It was dusk and the sky was dark, and the football was not found in the end. Ha!" He said as he said, "It's been a few days since I can appreciate this painting again."

George Wood turned around and looked at Don Eun. “Hasn’t this been the case for sixteen years?” He was used to seeing it because he stayed for himself almost every day to practice alone. “Stay if you haven’t seen enough.”

Tang En shook his head: "Distance produces beauty. If I get out of here, I won't feel all this beauty. I will only take it for granted. I have been in Wilford for twelve years and recently I think it's really beautiful. In the past, I always came and left in a hurry."

There was a silence between the two. Tang En continued to appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of him. In fact, the scenery in Vilford was definitely not beautiful, but in different moods, you will definitely feel something when you see such a dusk.

Tang En thought that the beauty of the dusk was because his coaching career was going to dusk? The sun, which once radiated endless light and heat in the sky, is now declining.

"Go and take a shower and change your clothes, don't catch a cold." Tang En said to Wood beside him, breaking the silence.

Wood had no objection. He nodded and turned around and walked away.

When he finished all this, he found that Tang En was still on the training ground. He wanted to go up and say goodbye and leave, but he was pulled by Tang En again.

"When are you going to retire? Have you ever considered this, George?"

Wood was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No. I have never planned this. But I won't be forty anyway."

Hearing him say this, Tang En laughed silently.

At the age of 40, he just said it casually, but he didn't expect Wood to take it seriously.

"I won't advise you to really play until you're forty years old. You must know this kind of thing more than I do. But when you retire, you must invite me. I have to see with your own eyes what the greatest captain retired in the history of Nottingham Forest Club is. "

Wood was silent for a moment, as if he had remembered something.                                                        

"What's good about a head coach's retirement?" Tang En shrugged. "After the game the day after tomorrow, a press conference will be over."

Wood actually doesn't know what a head coach looks like when he retires because he has never experienced it. According to common sense, he should retire earlier than the head coach, because a head coach has been working for twenty years, and it is quite difficult for a player to play for twenty years.

There was a silence between the two.

Tang En didn't want to speak, while Wood was worried.

After a while, when the red glow in the West had become much dimmed, Wood asked, "I think you are a little different from before..."

"Before? Something is a little different?" Tang En didn't understand Wood's words without any end.

"I feel that your temper has improved a lot compared to before. Is it because of your age?"

"Ha!" Tang En laughed out loud. "Did you see that I didn't provoke a war of words now? I didn't curse people in person?"

In this match against Manchester United, the performance between Donn and Mourinho was very restrained. Except for the two of them "greeting" each other once at the beginning, no other news appeared. There was no provocation, and there was no so-called psychological warfare. This made the media feel bored.

Wood didn't say anything, but he was a default.

"I've been quarreling for so many years. I'm tired of it." Tang En waved his hand.

"But I don't know why..." Wood hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know what to say, and finally he finally said it. "I like the one you before... I think it's very energetic. Everyone likes it." He said "everyone" was not all the Forest team players, but specifically refers to the remaining "old guys" in the team, such as Gareth Bale, Joe Matok, Abanglaho, Mitcher... etc., all of them followed Don't conquer the world before Don't resigned last time.

Done turned his head and looked at Wood. He didn't know what to say, so he could only reach out and touch Wood's head.

Retirement is nothing to him. He just wants to leave the players who have watched him grow up. These days, the players always take every opportunity to contact him, and of course he knows what they are thinking. Everyone can't bear to leave him.

But where is there a banquet that never ends in the world?

Tang En didn't want to continue this sad topic, so he asked a question that he was particularly interested in: "How are you and Miss Vivian?"

"Not really." Wood's answer was obviously evasive.

Tang En guessed something, but he didn't say it out, and he continued to change the topic.

"George, do you have any arrangements for the evening?"

"No." Wood replied.

"Okay, go home with me tonight."

Wood glanced at Tang En.

"Sinia went to Paris today, and there were fewer people at home. She was less angry. She asked you to visit and Teresa would be very happy."

Shania left the UK this morning and flew to Paris to prepare for her last show and had to attend a thank-you banquet. However, there were not as many social engagements as before. Perhaps because she knew she was going to quit the modeling and entertainment industry, she thought she was no longer a valuable celebrity, so there were fewer people who came to deliberately curry favor with her.

This is actually quite good, and Shania likes it very much. She doesn't enjoy it herself. She often just needs work and can't help but refuse it. Otherwise, she wouldn't stay at home during her rest, instead of having sex everywhere. Although she and Beckham's wife Victoria Beckham are good friends, she and Victoria are completely different.

After Shania left like this, Tang En felt lonely and made Teresa miss her very much. Shania originally wanted to take Teresa to Barry with her, but Teresa had to stay at home to go to school. Leave it to the nanny to take care of her.

Tang En is not worried about the child. The nanny is very, very good at it, but it won’t happen that feeding sleeping pills to coax the child to sleep.

But I still feel lonely.

That's why he invited Wood to visit her home again tonight. Although Wood is a taciturn and unspeakable person, he will not make fun of children. But for some reason, Teresa likes to be with her brother Wood. As long as she sees Wood, she will be very happy.

Don Eun didn't see where Wood was kind-hearted. So he didn't understand why Teresa liked George Wood so much.

If the two weren't too old apart, Tang En really had to worry about whether his daughter would fall in love with George in the future... Uh, it's too far.

Don't move out Teresa, and Wood had no reason to refuse. He nodded and accepted Don't accept Don't.

"Do you want to call Miss Vivian together?" Tang En suddenly asked.

"She works overtime..." Wood found himself missing.

Tang En laughed happily.

He turned around in laughter, patted Wood on the shoulder, signaling that it was time for them to leave.

Wood did not set off immediately, but turned around and watched Tang En walk in front. He found that the man's back was a little hunched, maybe because he was smiling?

The last ray of sunset was swallowed by the horizon. The quiet Vilford was shrouded in the night. A gust of wind blew, and the woods behind him made a rustling sound, blew the hair and clothes of the two of them. Wood couldn't help but look back at the dark woods, and Tang En walked out without looking back.

After waiting for a while, Teresa, who had been waiting for a while after seeing Wood following her father into the house, her originally frown brows unfolded again.

With Wood accompanying Teresa, Teresa happily spent the first night after her mother left.                                                                                                                     

There was no way. Tang En had to send Wood out.

At the gate of the yard, while waiting for the car, Tang En expressed his gratitude to Wood as a father. He also told Wood that he would be allowed to be fifteen minutes late for training the next day.

But George Wood was still the first to come for the training the next day.

The day in Vilford began in the misty morning. One night the water vapor began to evaporate under the sunshine, and layers of white mist evaporate from the dense woods, which were blown by the breeze and sent to every corner of Vilford and even above the Trent River.

At this time, Vilford was still very quiet, and only the staff arrived early and were ready to start the day's work.

Tony Tang Enlai was as early as they were. He did not enter the office, but went directly to the training ground, breathing the fresh air in the morning with some greed.

The staff were busy. When they met Tang En, they would say hello to him and would not stop their work. Tang En walked alone between the training grounds one by one. Stepping in the wet grass, his trousers and leather shoes were all wet after a while.

He didn't realize that You Xing was very proud.

After visiting the first team training ground, he went to the reserve team and the youth team training ground. He traveled all over the place he worked in that year, and then returned to the office to rest. The players were also arriving one after another, preparing to start the day of training.

This day was the last day of training before the Forests' game, and it was also the last training class in Tony Don't coaching career.

When Donn entered his office to rest, countless media had gathered outside the Wilford training ground, and they were all here to witness Tony Donn's "last lesson". Although they only had fifteen minutes of public shooting time, this did not stop their enthusiasm.

Pierce Bruce saw Carl Spike in the crowd. He had no good feelings for this guy who had been persistent in black Donne. Since he had met him, he naturally had to go up and sarcastically.

"Hey, Carl." He greeted enthusiastically, as if the two of them had known each other for many years.

Of course, Spike also knew what Bruce was, so he also knew that Bruce took the initiative to say hello to himself. It was definitely not for reminiscing about the past.

"Yo, isn't this our Dunn Prince's reporter Mr. Pierce Bruce?" Spike responded sarcastically.

This nickname is specifically a satirized by Bruce in the journalist circle, and it is definitely not a compliment.

But Bruce was not angry, but smiled and asked, "Look at your good mood, Carl. Is it because the person you hate the most is finally going to say goodbye completely?"

Spark didn't think about it. He nodded: "Of course." He never denied his disgust for Tang En in public, which was much better than those hypocrites who praised Tang En on the surface but scolded him very much.

Seeing Spike take the bait, Bruce laughed more and more proudly: "I'm wondering... Once Tony retires, where will you find someone to scold you? Maintain the ratings of your show?"

The expression on Carl Spike's face froze instantly. He was not a fool. He realized that he had been fooled by Bruce at the first time, but he could not answer such questions. Because he really relied on scolding Tang En to become famous and eventually became a TV show host. Once Tang En retires, who will he ask for to scold? Swearing is also an art. It is not that just by simply pulling a cat and a dog on the road can attract so many viewers.

Looking around the English football world and even the world football world, there are widespread controversy like Tony Don.                                                                                                                 �

Mourinho may be barely considered one? But scolding a foreigner will not attract much attention in England. Mourinho's influence in England is far inferior to Tony Don Enlai.

Although Spike hates Tony Don't, who was arrogant and arrogant, who caused a lot of trouble, made a lot of foolishness, he had to admit a fact that made him very embarrassed and angry - once he left this, he caused a lot of trouble, made a lot of arrogant and arrogant Tony Don'tt, he couldn't play with it!

This is no secret. Everyone in the circle knows that Carl Spike was promoted by scolding Don E. Some people are very disdainful of him, even those who also hate Don E.

Seeing Spike look like this now, many people laughed out loud. Seeing others making fools is a common interest of people all over the world, and the British "gentlemen" are no exception.
To be continued...