Although Donn led the team to a five-win and one-loss record in the league in March, he still lost to Portsmouth manager Harry in the Coach of the Year award. Harryredknapp. Losing to this man didn't affect Donne's good mood, after all, he is a long-established figure in English football.

To celebrate the team's achievements during this time, Burns held a celebratory reception in the bar, which was very simple and casual. All the friends who are willing to come are invited, of course, the players can't come, even if they want to come to drink and have fun, it depends on whether Don agrees. Donn is a standard drunkard, but he doesn't allow his players to get drunk, and they can drink whatever they want at the end of the season, but not now.

Michael arrives with his son, and soon the clever little Bernard is the center of attention, and Donn walks up to little Bernard with a glass full of beer, which is almost the size of his head.

"Come, uncle, feed you wine......" Donne's tongue was big when he said this, and God knows how much alcohol he had drunk.

As soon as he handed the glass to Little Bernard, Michael, who was standing nearby, snatched it with his hand and poured it down in one gulp.

Don watched as Michael went up and down his throat, and with the sound of swallowing, a large glass of beer went into someone's stomach. His eyes straightened: "That's my wine!" ”

"I know." After drinking, Michael wiped the foam from his mouth, burped, and said with satisfaction, "Thank you for inviting me." ”

"You ......" Don opened his mouth to scold him, but was stopped by the other party.

"Bastard! Don't swear in front of my son! ”

Don was utterly defeated.

The people around erupted in loud laughter. In the hoarse and rough laughter of a group of old men, little Bernard's crisp voice was particularly clear: "Boss, give Mr. Donn a glass of the freshest juice, count me as the one!" ”

The crowd who had just recovered their strength laughed again.

Don raised his hand in surrender.

Fat John shouted happily with a wine glass, "Who defeated Tony?" ”

Walker shouted in a long-pitched voice like the stadium announcement, "Gavin—"

Others immediately chimed in as if they were watching a game in the stadium: "--Bernard! ”

The atmosphere in the bar reached a small **, and then everyone continued to drink and chat with their own wine glasses. Michael and his son sat down at Donn's table, and everyone welcomed the lovely little Bernard and snubbed his father.

"My son is much more likable than my son." Donn commented.

"You're not very likable, either." Michael retorted.

Don smiled: "That means the two of us should have a common language." ”

"Who would have a common language with someone like you?" Michael; Bernard raised his glass and shook it at Donn, who understood what he meant, so he took his own wine as well. The cups of the two men touched lightly.

"Tony."

"Huh?"

"Our team will play in the Super League next season, right?"

"Does that need to be said?"

"Good. If you can't, I'll go to the back of your seat and scold you every time you play at home. ”

"Dream! I'm not going to give you that chance! ”

The two men drank the wine from their glasses, then looked at each other and laughed.

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The heavy bar door was pushed open, and a man in a peaked cap slipped in. Although he deliberately kept a low profile, he was quickly recognized.

The quiet of the bar, which had been noisy a moment ago, gradually fell silent, and this silence spread from the door to the entire bar.

Don and Michael, who were sitting in the innermost part, also felt this strange atmosphere.

Michael got up strangely and looked back, and then he saw the visitor standing in the doorway, looking around.

Next, Donn noticed that the smile quickly faded from Michael's face. So he also stood up. He saw an older middle-aged uncle wearing a peaked cap.

Michael saw the uninvited guest who suddenly broke into this happy party, and the uninvited guest naturally saw him.

"Mike......" he opened his mouth to say hello, but was stopped by Michael.

"I know what you're trying to do. I won't mind your business, but don't come to me either. As I said, I have nothing to do with you for a long time! I, John, they are. ”

After Michael finished speaking, John at the door stood in front of the comer, staring at him with an unkind face, and the meaning could not be more obvious.

"John, listen to me......"

Fat John interrupted him indifferently: "I don't know you. ”

As he said this, several people around him also gathered around.

The uninvited guest looked at everyone's formation and became a little annoyed. He emotionally pointed at John and Michael behind him and scolded, "You traitors who betrayed your brother! ”

This made Don very interested, "betrayal", "brother" and "traitor", "The Man of the Troubled Boy to Middle Age"? He padded his toes, hoping to see what the other party who was blocked by the fat man looked like, whether there was a scar on his face or something......

"The milwall bastards sent us a challenge! This is a matter of honor for us! But here you are drinking and having fun pretending not to know anything......"

Burns' cold voice came from the staircase: "I remember saying that people like you are not welcome here. ”

The comer was jealous of Burns, and his anger vanished in an instant. Don couldn't help but marvel at how quickly this man changed his face. But he didn't understand what was going on in front of him, and the scene was inexplicable.

"Kenny ......"

"Get out!"

Burns unceremoniously issued an eviction order, and everyone in the bar stared with disgust at the uninvited guest who broke into their party. The visitor helplessly glared at the fat man John who was blocking in front of him, and turned to leave.

Watching the doors of the bar be re-shut, people continue drinking and chatting as if nothing had happened. The atmosphere instantly returned to its original state.

But Michael seemed to be in a bad mood, and he jerked the wine from his glass into his stomach. Then he muttered something vaguely, and despite the noise around, Don heard it.

"Fuck the honor......"

Michael, who had finished his glass, stood up and apologized to Donn and Walker, "I have to go home, Gavin should go to bed." ”

Walker nodded, in understanding. Michael looked at Donn, who was still a little confused, "Remember what you said, Tony. If we stay in League One at the end of this season, I'll let you see! ”

After saying that, he squeezed out of the crowd with his son.

From the time the uninvited guest came in to Michael's departure, Don was confused. Which one is this singing tonight?! Turning his head to see Walker drinking leisurely, Don felt that he must know the inside story, so he asked him with a gossip on his face, "Des, do you know who the person who came in just now?" I think everyone seems to know each other, but why do they speak ill of each other? ”

Walker glanced at Donn and said, "Mark; Hodge, the boss of the 'NaughtyForty' community. ”

"What's that?"

This time, Walker drank all the beers in his glass and took a breath before answering Donn's question. He said word by word: "Football hooligans." ”

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