Chapter 52 Tony Tangen’s Tactical Class

"... The doctor's advice to Tony Done was to wait for the end of this season before considering returning to work. But recently there were rumors that he would take over the team immediately. Could it be that the poor results of Nottingham Forest have made him unable to bear it?"

"...In fact, I don't like the truth of this rumor. If Tony Tangen was a smart person, he wouldn't have chosen to come back in such an embarrassing time. There are three rounds left in the league, and the team is destined to have nothing this season. He can't change anything when he comes back, but he may even be blamed. Is Tony Tangen a smart person? Obviously he is..."

"I think the strangest thing is not that he returned to work early, but that he returned to work. To be honest, I don't think his body is suitable for being the head coach anymore. Although he has created very brilliant coaching results, for him, it is the best choice. With his personality and temper, I am very worried whether his heart can still bear it..."

When rumors that Don En would come back early appeared among the media, most people were pessimistic.

Carl Spike, the anti-Donn vanguard, even shouted in his column: "Tony Donn is finished! His heart definitely cannot withstand the troubles of the Premier League! His sharpness is also consumed by heart disease! I heard that he was actually under the supervision of a nurse? This is the funniest thing I have ever heard of this year! Look at the results of Hollier's return to the Liverpool coaching position from the hospital bed... I think

Tony Don't have the best destination for him to announce his retirement and then go to Hollywood with his supermodel girlfriend. It's nothing he can't make money, but his girlfriend is very rich anyway... Do you think I'm against Don't want to fight Don't? That's wrong. This time I'm really doing it for him--ok, actually, I always do it for him--I think no matter who hates him, I won't want to see him die in the coaching seat, right?"

Unlike Premier League coaches who hope that Don Eun can defeat heart disease and return to the market, the media unexpectedly disagrees with Tony Don Eun.

Some people think that his return is not good. Some people simply think that his heart can no longer withstand the stimulation of professional football. Or some people simply think that Tang En is easy to bully now, and keep slandering him.

Anyway, in the past five months, Tang En's columns were silent in several newspapers, and he did not publish any article. In the past five months, he has not received any interviews publicly. In addition to the occasional "Tony Don't recovered well", "Tony Don't actively exercise", "Tony Don't be in a happy mood", "Tony Don't be on vacation with his girlfriend Shania," and other irrelevant "good news", he did not spit out any counterattack words about those criticizing him, not optimistic about him, and reporting, which is really not in line with Tang En's character...

It is inevitable that people will feel like "Tony Tang En is so angry that he is tortured by heart disease." Some tabloids also make Tang En's treatment process so scattered. What about being forced to transplant the heart? You dare not have any emotional fluctuations. A slight stimulation will cause a heart disease to recur... In fact, they made up the mess, but some people still believe it. I have to sigh that the world is so big that no matter how low the IQ record in this world will be broken.

Now that he heard that Tang En was coming back so soon, some media were panicked...

Today's weather is very good for the UK, and it is sunny nationwide.

The sky is as clear as the sunshine.

The players train on the training ground. The coaches shouted and whistle kept ringing. The most hardcore fans were still supporting the team at this time. They came from all directions to watch the team's training, and hoped that after the training, they could get signatures from several stars, and if they could still take photos together, that would be even better.

There is no difference between Wilford on this day and any other day before.

In the administrative building of the training base, Evan Dogerty and Allen Adams were sitting in the office, looking at a man opposite him.

After saying hello, the atmosphere seemed to be cold.

The man laughed first: "What are you doing so serious? Alan. You don't think I'm coming back to provoke a crime, do you?"

Alan Adams decided to sell Ribery while Tang En was away.  Donn only found out about this matter several months later.    He was a little annoyed at the time, but thanking the doctor's advice, he tried hard to calm down his emotions, and calmly thought, Alan Adams actually did nothing wrong... The team needs money, Ribery is the most popular player in the team at the moment, not to mention that Ribery himself has been willing to leave for a long time... This summer, he has been forced to make a fuss.  It's still not sweet...

In fact, when he went to Majorca in person to persuade Ribery in summer, Don En had made such preparations deep down. He couldn't keep Ribery if he had no money. This kid was afraid of being poor.

It's all the past, and the past is over. There is no need to have a quarrel with a colleague who has left the land. So he didn't plan to grab Alan Adams' collar and let him experience the power of the "hair dryer".

Evan laughed first: "Tony, you're kidding again."

Don En, who returned to the club, did not go directly to the team to meet his colleagues and players, but instead came to the chairman's office first.

"I'm here just to say to you, I'm back to work."

"That's the case. Just make a phone call."

Tang En raised his eyebrows. “Where can you do it? It’s better to talk to him in person.”

"Is your body really okay? I also saw the news of you coming back in the recent newspaper, and I thought it was a rumor." Evan asked with some concern. In fact, deep down in his heart, he urgently hoped that Tang En would come back soon, but for the sake of Tang En's safety, he never called to ask about Tang En's return date. Now that Tang En is back by himself, that's great... I still have to say something beautiful about face.

Tang En touched his left chest: "Now there is something more here, you can still touch it with your hands. But most of the time I can't feel it. As for the body... I watched the last round of the league."

When Evan heard Donn talk about losing to Bolton at home, his face looked a little embarrassed. That game was really embarrassing for the team.

The result of losing is not the case. The team actually showed no fighting spirit, which really made him, the chairman of the club who doesn't know much about football, unable to bear it. He even discussed with Alan Adams in the box which players must be cleared out of the team in the summer.

"Although I'm very angry, there's no problem with my heart!" Tang En smiled. "I think I can start working, I can't even wait!" He rubbed his hands excitedly, just like George Patton who was dismissed for slapping a soldier in Sicily - all were starved. One would not let him fight and the other would not let him command the game.

Allen Adams stood up without saying a word, turned around and picked up an envelope from the table. He handed it to Don.

Donn didn't quite understand what this meant, so Allen pointed to the envelope and explained, "It was given to me when Frank Ribery left. He asked me to hand it over to you if you come back."

Tang En looked down at the "Give the boss" on the envelope. He gently pinched it, and there was only a thin piece of paper inside.

He stuffed it into his pocket of clothes.

"Don't you look?" Allen was a little surprised.

"No now." Tang En shrugged, "It's time for me to start working."

Evan stopped him: "Does the team know you're back today?"

Tang En shook his head and smiled proudly: "I don't know. I didn't tell anyone. I want to give them a big 'surprise'!"

The sun is very bright, and the grass on the training ground emits a dry and fishy fragrance under the sun. Tang stood under the sun. But he didn't feel the warmth at all - he is still in winter now.

The acting head coach was distracted, and the players seemed a little absent-minded.

The season is about to end. It is said that after the season is over, a group of people will be cleaned up. The club needs money and the players have better pursuits. Who would have thought that the team that held the championship trophy several times last season would fall apart?

Nottingham Forest will be destined to be the brightest meteor in English football history. When it appeared twice, dazzling light illuminated half of the sky, as if it was falling from the sun. But it crossed the sky twice and then disappeared.

The season is not over yet.    Many main players have received invitations from other teams.

As the captain of the team, George Wood has also been favored by many wealthy clubs. However, as his agent, Billy Woods' reaction to these things is obviously not as fast as the commercial endorsement contract, and he did not respond to any transfer invitations from other clubs.

Such a team has a vague centrifugal force just because they lack a head coach. It really makes people feel sad.

Chris Lak blew the whistle in his mouth: "There's the end of outdoor training, go for tactics class!"

A group of people slowly walked towards the tactical classroom with their heads down.

The "tactic class" the next day after each game must be to watch the video of the previous game. Is it necessary to watch the game like yesterday? Everyone muttered in their hearts.

There are thick double-layer curtains in the tactical classroom. It is pitch black like a cinema, which is very suitable for viewing large screens.

After the door was opened, a group of people flocked in, and then the sound of hitting the chair and screaming sounded. Finally, someone remembered to turn on the lights.

As the white light flashed, a voice rushed into everyone's ears: "You are all lost? The first thing you do when you enter such a dark room is not to turn on the lights, but to rush straight into it. What are you thinking?"

After everyone realized it, I realized that there was a person sitting in the house.

The man was sitting on the chair next to the computer with a big horse. He frowned and felt a little impatient. Who else could Tang En be the boss?

There was no sound in the room...

Tang saw that the crowd in front suddenly stopped moving, and he felt strange. Could it be that he had hit a ghost? He also stopped after rushing in.

"Hey! What are you doing in front? Why don't you leave? What are you doing when you block the door!" Chris Lark's unique loud voice sounded from behind. He couldn't squeeze in, so he could only jump and shout from behind.

Tang En sat on the chair and didn't get up, but waved his hand inside, and then a group of people rushed in. Give out the entrance.

Only Tang didn't move next to him. After Chris Lak came in, he immediately looked the same as Tang when he saw him.

A group of people stood in silence in the house, only Tang En sat alone.

Tang En didn't speak, but just silently looked at everyone.

This is his team...

Then he stood up: "Today I'll teach you tactics classes. All sit down."

The players sat obediently on the chair. Chris Lack heard Donn say this and wanted to put the game CD in his hand on the computer, but Donn stopped him.

"I don't need this, I still remember that game until now, and I believe you all haven't forgotten so quickly, right?"

Hearing Tang En say this, everyone's hearts sink to the bottom. It seems that the boss is very dissatisfied with the team's performance and is about to scold people. But... can his heart withstand such intense emotional changes?

Tang wanted to persuade him: "Tony, you..."

Tang En looked at him: "I watched the whole TV broadcast yesterday's game, and my heart was not at all problem. I think it had withstood the test, so I decided to come back early. Wonder why?" He turned his face to look at the players again. "Because I think from now on, I will never see a game that is even worse and angry than that game!!"

He suddenly raised the volume and said that the people in the venue were nervous.

David Beckham looked at Tang En with some concern, for fear that he would not get up after yelling this sentence, and fainted on the ground again. But fortunately. Tang En was still standing there steadily, with a serious expression.

"Look at the good things you did... you actually lost to Bolton at home! Bolton, guys, you dare to lose such a team! What else in this world is something you can't do? Capture Mars or land on the moon?"

Five months... The depression suppressed in Tang En's heart, resentment and passion poured out. The obedient person in front of Nurse Douglas seemed to be a good boy, bleating. Now he has turned into a cruel wolf, opening his bloody mouth, revealing sharp teeth with cold light inside, and gushing out the breath of death from his mouth.

"I know the team's performance is not good. I also know there are many difficulties. I have nothing to say about the Champions League being eliminated. In this case, one event should have been abandoned. Do you know? In the most difficult time, in December last year, I made the worst plan, but I lost the Champions League and kept the top four in the league... But look at it now, I'm ranked 12th! The media outside are saying, 'Nottingham Forest left Tony. Don't play anymore'. Do you think I should be happy and proud of this? Bullshit! I feel a deep shame! You are the 'Nottingham Forest', not the bitch', "Tony. Don't"!"

The mood was already rising. The voice should have surged again, but at this point, Tang En suddenly stopped and took a few deep breaths. After scolding just now, he finally felt the pressure from his heart. He had to take a break for a while.

Seeing him like this, Chris Lack stepped forward nervously to support him, but Tang En pushed him away. He pressed his hand on the table and stood alone. "It's no big deal. I'm the heart of nuclear power!" He pointed to his chest and said to Chris Lack viciously.

"I always look down on Grant and his Chelsea. We always beat Chelsea.                                                                                                                    

"No Champions League, no League Cup, there is nothing next season! We are like the newly promoted teams who have just been promoted! Are some people tired of the championship too much? It just so happens that from next season we can start over and act like we have never won any champions! But I don't want to hide anything from you. Failure in performance will bring about financial difficulties, and we all have to pay for the failure of this season! Yes, all of us, even I am no exception. Why should I come back at this time? I just want to say that the team's current bad dilemma is inseparable from me, and I have the responsibility to be responsible for it. But!" He raised his volume again. He pointed to the person in front of him and said.

"None of you can escape! We will have to atone for our sins from now on! I don't expect that everyone will be fully energetic and reach the sixth place in the league. Our opponents are not fools. But I don't want to see your disgusting performance against Bolton again! What does Nottingham Forest rely on to rule Europe in the past two years? In terms of strength, it's not that there are no ones that are as strong as us. We rely on that spirit and momentum! Only this is unique, only belonging to our Nottingham Forest! There are so many teams in Europe, but as long as we mention "don't admit defeat", it is our Nottingham Forest! We can lose, but we can't surrender! I feel proud and proud of this. That is our banner, and I don't want you to lose this banner. Even if it is lost, we will pick it up for me from today! Then insert it here!" He pointed at his feet.

Tang En cursed so much in one breath, and finally got so tired. But he still straightened his back and waved his hand hard: "The tactics class is over here, and we will disband!"

No one moved, he walked out by himself.

Tang chased him out, fearing that Tang En would fall to the ground as soon as he went out. The scene at the last moment of the game against Newcastle still appears in his mind from time to time. When he knelt next to Tang En, watching him twitching all over his body, he really thought that this guy who was not afraid of the world would die soon. No matter how long it took, he could only be afraid of it.

"Tony!"

Tang En walked very quickly, and Tang had to run to chase him. When he caught up, he was already a little panting.

Tang En stopped and looked back at him. He smiled at him and said, "You seem to be more tired than my heart. Thank you for your hard work in these five months."

Tang shook his head.

"When are you going to move back?" In the past five months, Tang En has been living in the high-end home that Shania bought at the gossip market, avoiding the harassment of most reporters. At No. 13, Garden Street, Brad, Tang has been cleaning and taking care of him.

"Just tomorrow...why, do you miss me?" Tang En smiled and joked Tang.
To be continued...