Because it was an important game, it was chosen to be broadcast live to the whole country. Narrator: John. Mortensen looked at the score and shook his head from the commentary box. "Tony. Coach Donn's promotion of rejuvenation has brought him a lot of benefits, making the Forest team more impactful, physically better, and more motivated. In return, he won the first trophy of his coaching career. But now he's paying the price. At the most critical moments, the young players lack the experience to deal with this kind of situation, and their psychology changes too much...... Not stable enough. ”

He is right, these young people are too emotional, they can be happy for a long time when they say something nice, and they don't dare to say anything immediately when they give a little face.

Don was so angry about the team's performance in the first half. From being blind and arrogant, underestimating the enemy to being at a loss, shrinking back, and being so nervous that I don't know what to do...... If he loses the final game because of this, he probably has the mind to hit the wall.

In the dressing room of the Forest team, the players obviously knew that they were not doing well, and when they came back, they did not dare to breathe and sat with their heads bowed.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door as their opponents, jubilant West Bromwich Albion players, laughing loudly, passed the door of the Forest dressing room and turned into the visiting lounge.

The sound deepened the excitement for the Forest players, who would have felt humiliated at the thought of the first half. Before the game they felt how strong they were and how they went straight to the Premier League, and that was a matter of course. The result?

There was a footstep sound in the distance that lasted until the doorway and disappeared.

They didn't have to look up, they all knew who was coming this time.

With a dark face, Donn walked through the door and looked at the players who were silent, the anger in his chest not diminished in the slightest because of their current performance. After watching the team's performance in the first half, if he could still not curse, he would really have a good temper, and he would be unprincipled!

His hoarse voice sounded slowly in the locker room, not fast, not loud, but his anger was clearly felt by everyone.

"Who remembers what we said before? Need me to repeat it? The First Division is not where we should be! Our goal is the Super League! We have to face teams like Manchester United, Arsenal, Liverpool, Chelsea and Newcastle! And the best teams on the European continent! And not these bad teams fighting in the First Division! We aim big! We are the team that will play in the UEFA Cup next season! And now...... Now you're going to lose to a first-class team! Donn seems to have completely treated his Forest team as a Premier League team, "You're going to lose to West Bromwich Albion!" Well? West Bromwich Albion?! That idiot who relied on shit luck to show off his power on our heads! You're going to lose to them!? ”

After roaring, Don slammed the door to the locker room and went out. Now he doesn't need to set up any tactics, they have been playing tactics for this game for a whole week, and the team falling behind is not a tactical problem at all.

There was a loud bang, and the door was slammed shut. Silence returned to the locker room, and Donn's gesture made it clear to everyone how angry he was at the moment.

Coming out of the locker room, Donn walked straight to the pitch and returned to the coach's box. The rain was still falling, but it was much lighter than in the first half.

Am I still going to fall at the most critical moment? What's the difference between falling before the finish line and starting at the starting line? Unsuccessful people are not successful no matter how good you do, when you touch your chest and say, "I did my best", are you really willing? Do you really feel like you have a clear conscience? Do you really not feel any chest tightness and shortness of breath? Why can't we let our opponents say "I did my best" instead of asking us to say it?

Donn sat alone in the chair of the dugout, looking at the empty pitch and the sparse crowd of fans in the stands. It's been a year and a half, and I've been here for a year and a half. Looking back, I can still remember how many things he has experienced and how many people he has met in the past year and a half.

Because it was still raining, most of the fans in the stands went to take shelter from the rain, and those who still stuck to their posts should be those really hardcore and really fanatical Forest fans. These people don't make up a large share of the fan base, but they are the biggest voices. The constant cheering for the team in the first half came almost entirely from them.

The men gathered in the North Stand of the City Stadium, near the banks of the River Trent. They wore red Forest jerseys and scarves in their hands, and even at half-time they were singing and clapping rhythmically. Maybe they're not cheering on the team now because the players are all back in the dressing room. They're just entertaining themselves...... Donn saw the figures of Fat John and Thin Bill in the crowd, and he narrowed his eyes to make sure it carefully. Yes, it was them, the action was all too familiar, and it looked like they were the leaders of the group. This discovery distracted Donn, and he got up and walked over, intending to ask the fat man why these people were still here in the rain at this time, instead of enjoying a beer in the stadium's restaurant.

When Donn walked to the North Stand in the rain, the fans spotted him. They stopped singing and looked at the head coach of the team, the man who had earned their respect with his actual performance.

"John! Bill! Why are you still here? Don shouted as he stood below. What are you still singing here during the intermission? ”

"Rehearsal, Tony! We're rehearsing! John replied in a hoarse voice. These fans have the fastest loss of voice, because they are singing and yelling non-stop for 90 minutes, and throat chips are almost standard equipment for them.

"Rehearsals? It's not a choir competition again! Who are you going to sing better with the West Bromwich Albion people? ”

"They're far worse than us!" Bill said dismissively. "We're rehearsing how to knock over that West Blomwich alvein bastard in the second half! In the stands! His words were echoed by everyone, and there was a rough laugh from the North Stand.

Don couldn't help but laugh too, these fans who have a clear love-hate relationship are so cute.

The fat man remembered a question: "Tony, it's halftime." What are you doing out there? Aren't you supposed to be in the locker room? ”

Don shrugged: "I've said everything that needs to be said, I'll come out and take a walk." ”

"Tony! What are your plans when you get to the Premier League? "That's probably what the fans are most concerned about.

"Who are you going to buy? Need me to be a scout for you? I'm free, you don't need a penny to get a world-class scout! The reward is for the players to sign my autograph every day......"

"Come on, Steve. Don't bring out your in-game people, I'm tired of hearing them! John plucked out his ears, and everyone around him laughed.

"Actually, I think Everton's Rooney is very good! He's going to be a superstar, Tony, let's buy him! ”

"No, I love the AC Milan Kaka! We should buy him! ”

"Why not David Beckham? Aren't the newspapers analysing the possibility of him returning to England? ”

These fans are gossiping about Donne, even though the people they want to buy are unreliable. Donn smiled and said: "Hey, we're still behind now, and it's not sure if we can go to the Premier League." ”

"No!" This time the fans stopped arguing and replied to Donn in unison. "We're going to win! Those bastards of West Bromwich Albion can't stop us! Tony, are you shaken? Don't you believe we can win? ”

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him, and Don felt the expectation from this meeting, and the trust in himself, which was not light. Michael...... Have you ever looked at me and my team from the stands like these guys before? Gavin, what about you?

These people looked at Don and said nothing.

"Are you waiting for me to answer? That's a stupid question......" Donn said, shaking his head.

Before he could say the second half of the sentence, the Forest fans in the North Stand collectively said on his behalf: "Of course we will win!! ”

(To be continued)