Chapter 4: New Coaches (Part II)
Evan. Dogerty squinted at the sun-drenched pitch before turning to Donne: "Tony, I watched those two play-offs. Do you know why I didn't choose you? He didn't go on, but waited for Don to say to himself, and if Don was a smart man, he should know why.
"Because I failed?" Donn looked at Evan and asked.
Evan smiled and didn't answer.
"Good. Because I failed, you chose a new guy, what if he also failed at the end of the season? Will you come up with another person then? Evan, do you really know the sport?! Don asked in a loud voice.
In the face of Donn's anger, Evan was not angry. He looked up at the clear blue sky, and then at the training ground in the distance, where the sunlight reflected a little golden light on the green turf, which was condensed by the sprinkler sprinkler.
"Tony, you can also be Colymore's assistant coach, I'm sure you'll work well together......" Evan said slowly, looking into the distance.
Looking at Evan, who has become the president of the club. Dogotty, Donn shook his head in disappointment, "Evan, I want you to know: I, Donn, will never be anyone's assistant, and no one is worthy of me to be his assistant." I'm glad you see me as a friend, goodbye. β
After saying that, he put on his sunglasses and turned around and left without hesitation.
He didn't know if he had a chance to come back here, yes, he was going to leave Nottingham. While he didn't have too many emotional ties, he could simply turn around and walk away at any time.
The news of his dismissal from the new chairman spread faster in the circle than Ms. Dee (a famous British pigeon), and now he had three notes in his pocket with the phone numbers of other clubs, and the callers to him all said: "We are impressed by your coaching results and personal style in the second half of last season, and the doors of this club are always open for you, Tony . Mr. Donn. β
This made Donn's depressed mood a little better, because he knew that his dedication and hard work for half a season was not meaningless, and there were people who recognized it. Although there are no super teams in it, there are two teams in the same league and one team in the second division.
Don went out through the gate and Ian. MacDonald said goodbye and walked slowly along this secluded boulevard towards home. Looking at the training ground looming behind the dense woods, he knew it was time to make a decision. Do you stay here and continue to be the youth team coach, or do you want to go to another team as the head coach?
β»β»β» Don has long since gone away, Evan. Dogotti was still standing on the edge of the training ground, as if interested in the work of the turf maintenance workers. In fact, his eyes only swept over the training ground, and he stayed on the distant sky without focus.
There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and then it stopped behind him.
"He's gone, Evan?" A somewhat shrill voice asked.
Evan nodded, "Let's go." β
"Will he leave?"
"I don't know...... I think maybe. β
"It's a shame." The voice said. "If only he had been a little more patient......"
"Actually, I understand him, Alan. Anyone in his position will leave without hesitation. It would be a miracle if he could stay. "Evan. Dogetty sighed.
"I know...... It looks like we're going to have to look for a new manager. β
Evan turned around and looked at the blonde man standing behind him, "Alan, we're going to make it, right?" β
Allan. Adams, Evan. Dogety's financial advisor, a classmate at Harvard, and his most trusted assistant and friend, nodded: "Don't worry, my plan is flawless." The club's finances are worse than we expected, but I see a lot of potential in it. If you want this club to be yours, you have to do it. β
Evan nodded, in understanding. "But......" he shrugged as he looked in the direction of the gate, "I really like that guy Tony, and it would be unfortunate if he ended up being our enemy." β
Whose misfortune is it? Forest? He's still Tony. Dawn?
β»β»β»While making a decision about his future, Don did not forget that there was another thing waiting for him to face. Since yesterday, the media blocking his door has not dispersed, but there are signs of encampment and fighting a protracted war...... Tang En's entry and exit from his own door now is like going to the kiln to make a scoop, and he is quite unhappy to hide it.
In the face of the microphones that stretched out and the idiot reporters who shouted "readers have the right to know the truth", Tang En really wanted to scold them in Chinese: "You are really MB! Hello MB! β
Fortunately, his reason didn't let him do this, on the one hand, this group of ghosts couldn't understand Chinese at all, and on the other hand, the situation was unknown now, and he didn't want to cause trouble anymore.
In the afternoon Donn hides in the house and finds Jack. Randy's lawyer's phone number, and then called him to inquire about the charges he might face.
"I'll just say, Mr. Donne, you're going to be a newsmaker." After listening to Don briefly recount what happened, Randy's lawyer on the other end of the phone laughed, not worried about Don's situation at all. "Actually, I've already learned about you in the newspapers. Although you wouldn't think you kidnapped that child yourself, it doesn't make sense legally. But the crux of the matter is not here, but ......."
He paused for a moment and continued: "Now the media are hyping a professional football coach for allegedly abducting young girls, and I have seen those photos and reports...... I ask you a question, Mr. Donn. Have you received a summons from the court now? β
Tang En shook his head on the phone: "It's only been a day, how is it possible?" β
"Then let me analyze your current situation for Mr. Donn."
Donn suddenly interrupted Randy, "Mr. Randy, are you already starting to charge by the hour?" β
Randy laughed, "No, Mr. Donn. It's a complimentary dessert to thank you for letting me see a good show in the FA. Okay, let's move on to that topic. If the girl and you really have the best relationship as you say, I don't think you really need to worry about anything. First of all, the person who decides whether to sue you or not should be the girl's parents, not her English aunt; Secondly, it is more troublesome to sue internationally, and if they have to sue you, they have to come to the UK to fight this lawsuit with you...... Honestly, a girl is happy with her life with you, so why would her parents travel all the way to England to sue you? When you return your child to her parents, she is healthy, happy, and not missing a single part...... Isn't it? β
Don snorted.
"I don't think any normal person would consider suing you, and if you hadn't taken that girl in, who knows where they'd have to find their child now? Sir, keep in mind that although legally speaking, your actions can be considered abduction. But if the other party doesn't intend to sue you, or if they do, the court won't accept it, and you're not guilty until you receive a summons. Of course, if the other party does decide to sue you, don't worry, I will be your lawyer to defend you. Also, Mr. Donn, I have a little bit of advice......"
"Huh?"
"If a girl's family doesn't want to sue you, you might want to start thinking about suing the media that has a bad impact on your reputation β I've always hated The Sun. At that time, I will be happy to represent you...... But it's not free. β
Don laughed, and his bad mood for the "prosecution" rumor was suddenly swept away. "That's a great idea, Randy! Yes, I would consider this plan. He gently lifted the curtains, looked at the reporters who were still outside the house, and nodded.
He's been tossed around by the pervasive media for the past few days, but he's amused by Randy's words.
Don, who hung up the phone, looked at the Totoro doll placed at the head of the bed, in fact, he didn't like this plush doll, but still left it in his bedroom. The cute Totoro is incompatible with this bedroom full of strong male hormones.
He didn't know why he was doing this, maybe he just left it here and forgot to take it...... Or is it for some other reason?
Uncle Tony? Uncle Tony! Uncle Tony...... Donn tilted his head, but he didn't hear anything.
The crisp and melodious call had faded away.
(To be continued)