As soon as he talked about this, Don suddenly remembered that he was in Kenny Burns' bar. Des, Walker, Ian, and Bowyer talked endlessly about his past "the useless theory of ball control".

At that time, he was an unlucky guy who had just come over and could only take one step at a time in the face of unknown fate. He was impulsive in the bar and promoted his new theories to others.

Thinking about it now, I didn’t seem to have considered what to do when I did things myself at that time. What luck would be so good... Everyone accepted it.

Des; Walker, Ian; Bower and other real coaches were completely shocked by their outstanding speech skills. They did not consider too many details.

What real talent and knowledge did he learn at that time? There was nothing bullshit! Apart from a nonsense, he was just thinking about it as a hardcore fan while watching the game. Before carefully studying the notes left by Tang, he didn't know anything.

I only knew that I was burying my head and rushed over, but I actually let him break over.

Should you say your life is good?

Life, life...

A young man who had a bright future could also become the head coach of a professional team. The young man who had a bright future died of fans and riots... If fate really exists, it must be a bad thing.

Michael's answer to his question in the bar can still be clearly recalled. But the man has left, leaving this country that makes him sad. He is far away from the sport that he once loved but hurts him the deepest.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Done? Of course we like to win, we also like the team to return to the Super League after this season. We like to become the damn league champion next season, and we will be the king of Europe next season!"

Apart from not winning the league championship, we almost became the king of Europe. Have you seen all these, Michael?

"Tony?" Chris Lak suddenly became stunned when he saw Don Eun. He shouted.

"Ah... Sorry. Where did we just talk about it?" Tang En came back to his senses and saw the two people's concerned eyes.

"You said we now have a lot of ball possession rate in the game." Tang reminded.

"Well, yes. Now is the time for us to control the ball more than our opponents. Although we are unwilling, we must accept this reality - in the league, we have been treated as strong teams by our opponents. We cannot expect them to attack with strong teams.

So we have to change some things in the past: concepts, tactics...it's time to re-emphasize the control of the ball."

The status changes, the mentality changes, and the thoughts naturally change.

The useless theory of ball control is no longer applicable to the current Nottingham Forest.

Previously, under the guidance of Tang En's tactical thinking, Nottingham Forest was used to the fast-paced fighting style. Even if it was a mistake, it was a fast-paced mistake... But now they must learn to slow down the pace and have a solution when they are dragged into the quagmire by their opponents and cannot get up.

Otherwise Nottingham Forest will always be a dark horse and a disruptor.

How to control the ball, how to control the ball by yourself to mobilize the opponent's defense and let the opponent play according to his own wishes, is a new topic for Tang En's Forest team.

Hearing Tang En say this, the two assistant coaches looked at each other and they both knew what this decision meant.

The training policy that the team has always adhered to must be modified. This is not as simple as standing in front of the team and saying a word or two to boost morale.

A smooth and beautiful offensive cooperation in the game is to practice countless times on the training ground, and behind this is the hard work of all members of the coaching team.

The coaching staff of the Forest team have long been accustomed to letting Tang En designate the major policies and then they will refine and implement the working model.

Tang nodded: "I also think it's time for the team to make changes."

Chris Lack also agreed: "Ribary's position is just a fuse, this is a major reform that the whole team will follow."

"But there is no need to be too anxious." Seeing that both partners agreed with their ideas, Tang En waved his hand, "This kind of big change must be taken slowly, not too anxious. I don't want the price of reform to be a big shock to the team.

Results will certainly fluctuate, it's nothing. But the Champions League must be sure not to lose - whether it's the qualification for next season or the championship of this season!" He clenched his fists.

"Okay, I'm sorry for delaying you for so long. Come again tomorrow morning and discuss with colleagues in the coaching staff to see how we should change it. Go home, don't let your wife wait in a hurry.

” He stood up and patted Chris Lack on the shoulder.

On the way back, Tang, who was walking with Tang En, suddenly asked, "What were you thinking about during the time you were so trance just now?"

"Thinking of the days when I just came here." Tang En didn't use a clumsy excuse like "nothing". That period was not ashamed to meet people.

"Is it unbearable to look back on?" Tang remembered that Tang En was immersed in the memories at that time, and his expression on his face was frowning.

Hearing Tang's question, Tang En turned his head to look at him, and then smiled and said, "No. For me... there may be no better memories than that period..."

"Even if you win more championships..."

"It's not as good as that." Tang En shook his head firmly, "Tang, if you want to take the champion, you will have more things until you can get it. But some things, some people... Once you lose them, you will never be able to come back.
Chapter completed!