Chapter 58 The Gypsy (Part 1)

It has been a week since Donn went to find Stu Remore and Deswalker. In between, the youth team played a fourth-group Youth League. Compared with the last game, Donn gave George Wood time to halftime. His performance was still good, and he was better than the last time. Chris Lark believes that this is due to Wood's strong psychological quality.

"Oh my God, Tony. This kid never seems to know how to write "Nervous"!" Chris Lack sighed.

Don An laughed: "That's because he always skipped classes when he was in school!"

Of course this is a joke. Donn did not tell Chris Lack that Wood performed so well in two consecutive games. In addition to his psychological quality, there is another very important reason. That is, his mother Sophia, who watched his game on the sidelines.

Wood told Donne that he and his mom had a deal to allow his mother to watch the ball if the weather was sunny the day he had home games. It wouldn't work if it rained or looked like it was going to rain.

After hearing Wood's words, Don Eun smiled and said to him: "Don't worry, George. As long as we play at home, it will definitely not rain."

Sure enough, on the next day of the game, the sky was clear above Nottingham in early winter and the sun was shining brightly. George Wood also completed a perfect half-time performance under the gaze of his mother Sophia, helping the team defeat the opponent 2-1. Don Eun asked him to defend the opponent's offensive core, but the core, who was still very active in the first half, could hardly find someone in the second half, and in the end, the opponent's head coach had to replace him. Don Eun also took this opportunity to let Wood learn to use training in actual combat - to be a fixed midfielder and build the first line of defense on the back line, instead of defending someone alone.

Although there were some mistakes, all the coaching staff saw it. The young man walked step by step in the right direction.

Give him time, let him play, and then...what will we gain?

It's really exciting for his future!

Meanwhile, life in Collimore is getting harder and harder.

He fulfilled his words—refuses all kinds of interviews from the Nottingham Evening Post, and his good days are over.

Pierce Bruce, James Robson... and other reporters from the Evening Post have become pioneers in anti-Colimore. Even if he is stunned for a moment when answering questions at the post-match press conference, the Evening Post will catch up and criticize him. Find some seemingly plausible excuses for him.

Today is Sunday, and the first team of Nottingham Forest went to Wigan to play. Done didn't have to go to the city stadium to watch the game. He got up early, prepared a simple breakfast, and then watched the morning news on TV. He enjoyed a wonderful morning. Since he knew that he was about to return to the first team coach's seat, he felt as good as he could see the sun every day in winter.

The TV is replaying the sports news from last night. This is Nottingham local TV station. Nottingham Forest and Notts County are the two teams they are most concerned about. As for the Super League and other things... they have to be behind these two teams.

The Forests have been the focus of media attention recently.   Because of their poor results, and the incompetent head coach.

If Collimore doesn't come up with anything and the team's performance continues to decline like this, then Nottingham Forest will be the first team that once won the European Champions League but is struggling in the third-level league in the country after the end of the season.

Looking back at some of the once glorious history of this team and looking at their poor situation now, it is really heartbreaking. Some newspapers have even been impatient to put up the title: The former European champions are at a loss and the prospects are bleak! They no longer believe that the Forests can come back to life in the remaining half season.

A reporter from the TV station randomly interviewed fans on the street, asking them about their views on the team's prospects and Collimore. Don saw that they interviewed four people, none of them said good things. Three people blamed the team's poor performance for Collimore's low level. There was no professional ethics. At the same time, two people believed that the club's board of directors should also be responsible for the team's current poor situation-

"If they hadn't fired Coach Tony Donn, maybe we'd be in the top six of the league now!"

"Wrong, stupid!" Don En pointed at the fat fan on the screen with a fork and said, "We should be ranked first in the league!"

"If Brian Clauve was still there, the situation would not be so bad." A female fan shook her head in front of the camera and said in pain. A male fan who was standing next to her was obviously her husband and took over the conversation.

"I think Tony Donne can do it, but unfortunately he is now in the youth team."

This sentence made Tang En feel great, and it could make people look forward to himself like the legendary Clauve of the Forest team. He really felt accomplished. He even felt that when he led the team into the play-off in the second half of last season, his expectations and reputation in the minds of fans were not as high as those of the youth team dormant in the youth team now.

Maybe people always maintain high expectations for what they can't get at the moment.

When Tang En was intoxicated by the TV alone, his cell phone rang.

It was Ian Stu Remore who called him.

"Mr. Tang En, I found the person you want me to find."

Half an hour later, Donn and Moore were already sitting on the train from Nottingham to London.

"Freddy Eastwood (freddy` eastwww.piaotian.com). "More, who was sitting opposite Donn, was still calm and spoke slowly, but Donn was looking forward to seeing that person. "We arrived at London Station, took the subway, and then changed the car."

Tang En shook his head and said excitedly: "No, Mr. Moore, don't be so troublesome. We rent a car directly over."

Moore's face was expressionless, and his body swayed slightly to the pace of the train. "It seems that Mr. Tang En, you are not willing to wait for a minute."

"Yes, Mr. Moore." Tang En laughed. "To be honest, I wish I could see him soon!"

"I can understand Mr. Tang En's mood. But... I heard that he was maliciously fouled in a youth team game in the first half of the year and his leg was broken." Moore said slowly, looking at Tang En who was sitting opposite him without blinking. "He was still at West Ham United at that time, and their opponent was called Nottingham Forest in that game.

The smile on Tang En's face completely frozen...

The two called the taxi company directly from the London Railway Station and called a black taxi to drive them to Baselton, east of London.

Tang En, who was sitting in the car, was no longer as excited as he was when he set out. He sat in the back row, turned his head to look at the rolling fields outside the window and the flashing buildings.

After seeing the other party and reporting the purpose and origin of the trip, how should I face him?

The fields outside the car gradually decreased, and there were more buildings lined up one after another, and they finally arrived in Baselton.

As soon as he entered the town, Moore asked the driver to park his car on the side of the road.

"Next, we have to walk in." He said to Tang En.

Donn got off the car and looked at the environment they were in. They were now Section A127 of the national highway connecting London and Baselton. Both sides were houses. Two rows of bushes more than one person tall separated the houses from the highway. Although the leaves fell a lot in winter, they still looked dense.

Moore led the way without saying a word, and Tang En followed silently. Through a brief contact with the old man, Tang En found that Moore was not a person who likes to talk, so he didn't take the initiative to chat with the other party.

After walking a short distance, there were dirt roads under my feet, and there were more and more bushes on both sides of the road. Tang En always felt that they were not looking for people, but visiting wild animals...

"Where does he live?" Tang En couldn't help asking.

At this moment, Moore stopped, then turned to him and said, "Here, Mr. Tang."

Tangen stood up behind Moore and looked around. This is a residential community, surrounded by old-fashioned red brick spire houses. There is a clearing ground surrounded by bushes in the middle of the complex.

Then Tang En saw a yellow long station wagon parked in the middle of the open space, with white curtains with lace lace hanging inside the window, two red folding seats, three water-filled buckets and a few empty basins. A little further away, a rope was pulled between the two trees, and a few fancy cloth pieces were hung on it, which looked like they were women's clothes...

Seeing this scene, Tang En opened his mouth wide and took a long time to come back to his senses and asked the silent Moore: "This is...his home?"
Chapter completed!