Don was lying on his big bed, awakened by the morning sun.

"Good morning, Coach Champion."

Shania was lying next to him, her hair running in circles across Donn's chest.

Don squinted at the bright and whitish sunlight outside the window, and asked vaguely, "What time is it?" ”

"Nine-forty-seven." Shania glanced at the small alarm clock on the bedside table and continued to play a game of drawing with her hair on Donn's chest.

Don watched Shania play a game on his chest, and a warm current rose in his heart.

This is the most important person in his life, so this matter cannot be kept a secret.

"Little Joe."

"Huh?" Shania was taken aback, and her injured movements stopped. You must know that although "Little Joe" is Shania's official nickname, Uncle Tony rarely calls it that, always calling it "Shania" by the same name they first met.

"Have you figured out where we're going on vacation?"

Shania came back to her senses and continued to draw her circle: "Go to Brazil." Anyway, the World Cup is held in Brazil, and you have to go and explain the game. Just stop by to see my parents, and then we'll have some fun. Then you go and explain, I'm going to the United States. "Shania has already arranged the formation of the future.

"That's a good idea." Don agrees with Shania's arrangement, but he still has questions: "What about after the World Cup?" ”

"Huh?" Shania stopped her hand once more and looked up at Don. "It's time for you to go back to the team, right? Your team will start gathering on June 20 to report for ......"

Don grinned and looked at Shania and didn't answer, and the more Shania spoke, the more she felt that something was wrong. Then she stopped talking and stared at Donn, which meant- "Do you have anything to say to me, Uncle Tony?" ”

Don reached out and gently rubbed his hand on Shania's head: "Well, my contract with the club is about to expire, and I won't renew my contract with the club. His tone was calm, as if he were telling something very mundane.

Shania's reaction was not calm. This time, she directly propped up her body from the bed with both hands, opened her mouth, and looked at her husband in front of her with wide eyes.

"I have a lot of time to spend with you." Don smiled and opened his hand to take Shania into his arms.

Shania was lying on Done's chest and still didn't react: "This ...... You're not lying to me, are you, Uncle Tony? ”

"It's not April Fool's Day." Don feigned anger.

"That'...... Because of what? You've just won the treble for Forest......" Shania still couldn't figure it out. It stands to reason that he just won the Triple Crown, which is the peak of Uncle Tony's career, why did he choose not to renew his contract at this time? "You're not going to another team, are you? Like Manchester United or something......"

Don continued to laugh: "Didn't I just say that I have more time to spend with you?" ”

Shania turned her face sideways so that she could see Donn's eyes, "Why?" I don't understand why you would choose to quit at this time. ”

"First, I can spend more time with you. Second ......" Donn hesitated, "Me and Alan. Adams has contradictions, contradictions that can affect my work. But he has a good relationship with the chairman, and apparently I have to leave on my own. ”

Shania knew about the feud between her husband and the marketing manager. At the beginning, Alan. Adams forcibly intervened to sell Lennon, and for several days Don came home angry, which made Shania worry for a long time, for fear that his heart would be stimulated again. Because of this, she didn't have a very good impression of that person. And for good reason, she no longer wondered if she was dreaming, or that Uncle Tony was making fun of her again.

"If you resign, you will resign, my Uncle Tony is the greatest manager in the world, and the people who want to hire him can be lined up from London to Paris." Shania held her chin in her hands and lay on the bed, her feet dangling behind her back.

"Hey, Shania. I'm talking about having more time with you. Don reminded her with a slight surprise.

Shania glanced at Donn, "If it's true, that's fine." ”

Don still wanted to defend himself, but Shania had already jumped out of bed: "I'm going to cook for you, hungry, right?" ”

After saying that, she jumped out of the room.

Don lay in bed, and did feel hungry. But what made him more concerned than the ringing in his stomach was that Shania clearly didn't believe his words......

He lay back on his bed in frustration, looking at the ceiling and lamenting.

It's really a failure, after winning so many championships, he just needs to say that he wants to win the championship, and there is nothing that the media, fans, and players don't believe in today's media. But he wanted to make his wife happy, but his wife didn't believe it.

It's easy to win the championship, but it's hard to coax a wife......

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The Italian Serie A has long since ended, and Inter Milan, who did not reach the Champions League final, was disbanded the day after the league ended. Mourinho, the team's manager, is even less likely to stay in Milan to continue working, even if he is a workaholic. He was basking in the sun on the beach in his hometown, Setúbal, Portugal's third-largest port city.

**The world's first-year-paid head coach with only a pair of floral shorts and sunglasses is lying on a white beach chair, with a glass of whiskey floating on ice cubes on a small round table next to him, his mobile phone next to the glass, and a book spread out under the mobile phone.

There are quite a few tourists on the beach, most of whom come here with their families to relax on vacation. Mourinho is a man, not because he has a falling out relationship with his wife. He just wanted to be alone and enjoy a time like this. Sometimes he likes to be like this, whether it's when he's thinking about a problem, or when he doesn't think about anything in his head, there's a time when he can be quiet and just by himself, and no one bothers him to do anything, which is great.

It's a pity that the time when no one was disturbing today didn't last long.

The cell phone on the round table rang.

Mourinho didn't pick it up at first, he lay in his chair and didn't move, as if he was asleep. Anyway, he wears sunglasses, and no one knows whether he sleeps with his eyes closed.

The mobile phone rang for a while and automatically disconnected, and Mourinho didn't even tilt his head during the whole process. He's still enjoying his own time.

Soon the bell rang again, and I thought about it for a long time. The man lying on the chair finally became a little impatient, he didn't get up, but just stretched out a hand to touch the phone, put the Bluetooth headset on his ear, and then pressed the call button: "Hey." ”

"Jose!" It was the voice of his agent and good friend Mendes. "I have an update that I think you will be interested in."

"Is it still Manchester United?" Mourinho's voice was languid, like the afternoon sun.

From the end of the season, the English and Italian media were hyping up the rumours that United were interested in bringing in Jose Mourinho to replace Martin. O'Neill's location. It's not a rumor, there are no airtight walls in this world, Tony. Don can hide that he did not renew his contract with the club, and the fact that he did not renew his contract with the club has not been hidden from the Sun, and the love affair between Mourinho and Manchester United is naturally even more difficult to hide from the omnipotent reporter.

Mendes, as Mourinho's agent, does have close contact with Manchester United. Manchester United wants to regain its glory, so it is natural to need a big-name coach with standard and prestige, O'Neal is not bad, but he can't control the dressing room. Originally Tony. Donn is the most suitable target, and he is also the godfather II hand-picked by Ferguson, the old godfather of Manchester United, but unfortunately Donn is not interested in any other team except Nottingham Forest. Manchester United found Mourinho because they knew that the relationship between Mourinho and Inter Milan was not monolithic.

Although Mourinho has the highest salary in the world at Inter Milan, he has not been happy there. The football environment in Italy is completely different from that of the Premier League, and as a team manager, he has too many restrictions, as if he is walking with shackles around his neck, wrists and ankles. He can't say a lot of things, because if he says it today, the media will process it tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, President Moratti will have to find himself for a "long talk". The opponent's coaches always think that Mourinho is nothing remarkable, just an ordinary coach who can play tricks and come from a wild background. He can get the highest salary, but because he can package himself, and the Italian academy coaches don't bother to do that. For them, football is football and nothing else can be mixed in. The head coach's task is to train the team, develop tactics, direct the game, and become the team's number one star is a big deal.

There were times when he missed his time in England, where the air was free, even though there was a club president who liked to point fingers.

Just like the sea breeze here, free, only his own.

"No, it's not Manchester United this time." Mendez's voice on the phone sounded different than usual, perhaps because the signal was distorted during transmission, or perhaps because Mendez's own mood had changed.

Mourinho soon knew the answer to that question.

"There's a club joining the ranks of new people vying for you." Mendes tried to keep his tone close to normal, but he was actually a little faster than usual. I could tell that he was very interested in this matter himself.

"Oh-" Mourinho didn't even raise his eyebrows, his tone was still lazy, he didn't even ask which team it was, this kind of thing happens often, anyway, whether it's Real Madrid or Manchester United, they are not interested in him for a day or two. What he was doing now was reaching for the wine glass that was on the table.

"It's the same Premier League team." Mendes also sold the guanzi, even if Mourinho did not cooperate at all. "This team has just made headlines in the sports media......"

Mourinho's hand, which was already touching the glass, stopped, and he propped up his body with the other hand, which was the biggest movement he has made since answering the phone. Because he was surprised.

Of course he knows which team Mendes is talking about.

"Nottingham Forest? How is this possible? Mourinho was so surprised that his voice was much louder, and all the laziness of the moment was swept away by the scorching afternoon sun.

Mendes smiled, pleased with his friend's reaction. "I have another piece of news related to this."

"What?"

"Tony. Talks about Donne's contract extension with the club fell apart, and he decided not to renew his contract and left his contract automatically when it expired. ”

Mourinho's mood at this time can no longer be described as a "surprise", I am afraid that it has to be described as "shock". He still held the same position as before, his left hand curled up in support, and his right hand reaching for the wine glass.

"Talks collapsed? Is the salary too low? That's the only reason Mourinho can think of, considering that as one of the most successful managers in world football today, Toney. Donne's ultra-low salary has always been incomprehensible, and so has Jose Mourinho.

"Nope. I got the news from another source that Nottingham Forest offered him the highest annual salary in the history of the Premier League. ”

The Portuguese coach was completely confused. The highest annual salary, Don is not satisfied, what else does he want?

"If you want to know why, you can call him. Jose. That's all I know, Don treats it as a top secret, and the media are still waiting for him and the club to announce that he has successfully renewed his contract. Mendes, as a friend of Mourinho, naturally guessed what he was thinking at the moment.

Hearing this last sentence, the corners of Mourinho's mouth curled. He knew that Don was playing tricks on the media.

But he won't call Done. As he said many years ago, as long as they are football coaches, they will only be enemies, not friends.

After the call with Mendes, Mourinho lay back down and continued to enjoy his time. But this time, my mind was no longer ethereal, but like a storm on the sea.

Tony. That guy from Donn actually left Nottingham Forest, where he had stayed for eleven years...... What's going on in his head? Nottingham Forest have just achieved the great treble, and it is time to dominate the throne, but the manager is gone, what will the future of this team hold? It's really worrying......

But in fact, Mourinho doesn't care about that, he only cares about Toney. Which team will Donn take over after he leaves Nottingham Forest? In his opinion, Manchester United are undoubtedly the most likely. Manchester United have always been interested in Donne, and they have not been able to recruit him because he did not want to leave the Forest team. Now......

After thinking for a while, Mourinho suddenly came back to his senses, this is not what Tony should have. Is Don upset? What kind of heart are you fooling yourself in?

Just as he cleared out the messy thoughts in his mind and was about to continue his sleep, his phone rang again.

Thinking it was Mendez with the latest news, he put on his headphones and connected the phone. Inside, a voice was both familiar and unfamiliar, and it sounded a little excited: "Hey, José! I make an appointment for you to have a bar with me! ”

Mourinho was stunned for a moment, and then reacted that the person who called was the protagonist in his mind just now - Tony. Dawn.

"Didn't you quit drinking after you had a heart attack?"

"Some people have to drink together, and nothing else is okay. Anyway, it's just this one. ”

"I remember saying that unless we are not enemies in football, we ......"

Donn interrupted Mourinho: "Hey, I've resigned from Nottingham Forest! ”

"Manchester United are waiting for a vacancy."

Don smiled, "I heard they're more interested in you." Actually, I don't plan to continue coaching. ”

Mourinho was taken aback by Donne's words. Then he figured it out again - it must have been because of that heart. "But I'm in Portugal now."

"It's okay, I know you're going to be commentating on the World Cup for Portugal TV and I'm the same. See you in Brazil! Don assumed that Mourinho had agreed to the request for a drink.

Mourinho wanted to say something, but Don had already hung up the phone. Judging by the voice, Don was in a good mood. It's really strange that you can still feel like this after leaving the eleven years of hard work you have poured into yourself......

He shook his head and lay down again, this time successfully pretending to sleep, and no phone calls came to bother him again.

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The next day, the media finally got the news they had been waiting for for a long time - Nottingham Forest Club was going to hold a press conference to announce the latest news of Donne's contract extension!

It seems that Don En didn't lie to them, and sure enough, after the Champions Cup, the contract renewal work was launched, and the results were obtained in just three days.

But when a large group of reporters came to the scene with great interest, they found that the only person sitting on the rostrum was Evan. Dogetty, without another main character, Tony. Dawn.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion, and Pierce in the crowd. The sense of foreboding in Bruce's heart grew stronger and stronger with these discussions.

The press conference was brief.

Evan. Dogetty shocked all the reporters present when he announced with a straight face that the renewal negotiations between the club and Donn had been terminated and that the two sides would not renew their contracts. Even the Sun Daily reporter, who had received some rumors before, had some brain short-circuits after the rumors were confirmed.

And then Evan. Dogetty reflected on Donn's contribution to the team, and said that no matter where he does in the future, he will always be remembered by Nottingham Forest and wish him good luck.

With that said, Evan. Dogetty got up and walked out, ignoring the reporters who were shouting his name in the back.

Of course, the reporters were full of questions. Why did renewal negotiations fail? Whose party is responsible? Nottingham Forest has just won the treble but suddenly changed dramatically, what is the future? Tony. Who will be Donn's successor? Tony. Where did Donn go after leaving the Forest?

But no one will come to answer for them.

The venue suddenly became chaotic, and some people rushed out of the door and rushed away, rushing back to preemptively announce the news that would definitely shock European football.

And Pierce. Bruce took out his phone a little dazed and dialed Donn's number directly.

No matter how many times he dialed, all he heard was: "...... Sorry, the user you dialed is turned off......"

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When a tropical storm formed over the Atlantic, Tony. Don is sitting on a deck chair at Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro. His wife, Shania, frolicked in the sea in front of him in a bikini, while he kept her head down and wrote postcards one by one very seriously.

The phone was left next to it, but it had already been turned off.

"Dear David: If you receive this postcard, you must know what happened. Thank you very much for the eleven years you have spent with me, you are a good helper and partner in my work. I'm sorry for being angry at you when I'm in a bad mood, but I promise I'll never yell at you again. You're a great assistant coach, you've done a great job in the team and I hope you can keep doing that, the team can't do without you. Please forgive me again for saying goodbye to you in this way, because I really don't know how to face you again......"

At this point, Donn paused and looked up at his wife not far away. The sun was shining brightly in Brazil, and he squinted his eyes to admire the energetic figure, and then lowered his head to continue writing.

“…… Good luck. Your most loyal friend, Tony. Don respectfully. ”

After writing this, he picked up the next blank postcard, put it on his lap, and continued to write with his head down, only to occasionally raise his head to look at Shania's figure and be stunned for a moment.

It was a beautiful day, with the salty sea breeze blowing the branches and leaves of the palm trees on the shore, and the blue water being swept up the fine white sand by the wind, and the tide ebbed and flowed. The warm sunlight shone on everyone's face, reflecting their different expressions. Against the backdrop of a sapphire sky, Copacabana Beach is bustling with people.

It's the holiday.

(To be continued)