"Des, I don't want this kind of to mess up my game."

"Huh?"

"I'm going to come back and win the rest of the game! I'm going to let the fans who are laughing at us, insulting us, and that idiot coach...... I deeply understand what will happen to them when they do this! Donn looked down at his watch, then walked over to the sweaty fourth officer.

"I would recommend going into halftime early." Pointing to the pitch, he told the fourth official, "It's only one minute before the end of the first half." If you want my players to wait on the pitch, that's not going to work. Who knows what those crazy fans will do, and if they break through the police and run up and attack my players, will you be held responsible? At halftime, we went back to the locker room and handed over everything to the police! These words made the sweat on the forehead of the fourth official even more intensive...... It just so happened that Millwall's head coach McClairy also came up and expressed the same opinion.

Don didn't have the idea of standing in the same trench as the other man, and when he saw McClairy coming, he turned and walked back. Because of what happened just now, he didn't have a good impression of this person.

Since both coaches wanted to go into the break early, the fourth official called the referee and discussed it with him, and then the referee stood on the sidelines and blew the whistle to signal the end of halftime, and the players on both sides began to run towards the dressing room, apparently also feeling that it was dangerous to stay on the pitch...... If the fans are confused, just leave it to the police to solve. Nothing can be done by keeping them on the field.

Don saw what he wanted to see and followed him back to the locker room.

The first half of the third quarter-final of the League Cup ended in such a farce and confusion...... all the players went into the dressing room, and even the substitutes who were supposed to warm up on the pitch at halftime were called back by Walker. At this time, I went to warm up, just kidding...... Donn stood in the locker room doorway and watched the players run in past him with their heads down.

Compared to the frustrated Foresters, the leading Millwall players were excited, and even the fan confusion didn't affect their emotions too much. There were even people who deliberately laughed and talked about Cahill's goal as they walked past the door of the Forest dressing room, such as fellow Australian centre-back Kevin. Muscat.

Hearing the duck's ugly laughter, Don glanced at him. After seeing that the success attracted Donn's attention, the other party shrugged his shoulders very proudly, and then walked away with a smile with his teammates.

Turning his head around, Don walked into the locker room and closed the door, and suddenly the laughter and commotion outside could not be heard.

Looking at a room full of dejected players, Donn felt like he had turned back in time. How similar it was to the scene he had crossed over here in January.

Of course, there are some differences, such as Don at that time did not know what his future was, he was at a loss, as if a drowning person was desperately flopping in the water, and he wanted to hold on to anything that could save his life, even if it was just a straw.

What now? He has a goal to strive for, he knows what he has to do and what he is doing. Not confused, not hesitant, not doubting...... The heart is firm, and the foot is also a solid road, and every foot on it will leave his footprints, which accumulate and extend from here into the distance.

This is his path to glory, his path to championships.

Everyone bowed their heads and was silent, and the atmosphere in the locker room was particularly oppressive. It's a hundred times more depressing than on the subway.

Walker wanted to say something, but looking at Donn and the players with a straight face, he didn't seem to know what to say. Say "we're going to win"? Who would believe such unconvincing words? What is the effect of saying "everyone cheer up", this kind of light and perfunctory encouragement?

At this moment, he hoped that Tang En would be able to speak, no matter what he said, even if he made a little noise, it was better than letting everyone continue to be silent! The morale of the team...... The morale of the team is about to die in this uncomfortable silence!

Tony!

Walker turned his head to look at Donn, and saw that he was staring at the wall of the locker room, as if there was something very attractive there.

Finally, someone couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere and coughed. Then more players looked up and looked at the manager in a strange way.

The movement finally drew Donn's gaze back, and he looked at the curious players and smiled. "I'm sorry, I just thought about something." The people in the team who were not coached by him last season are Rebrov and Gareth. Taylor, Gunelson, Danny. Sauna, he was going to give these people a little recap of the last time it was like this.

"Well, I thought about some of the things I just took over from this team last season." Don wasn't in a hurry to arrange tactics, he told the story. "It was worse then than it is now. Yes, how bad is it...... The financial crisis, the lack of transfer fees, the fact that all the money from the player's trading has to be used to pay off the debt, the team is in the middle of the table, and everyone wants to escape from the city stadium. We lost several games in a row, and in my first game in charge we lost 3-0 at home. I was knocked to the ground by David, and I made a big appearance. With that, Donn pointed at Johansen, and the black lad bowed his head in embarrassment.

'It's a bad situation, and everyone who was in the team last season must have known it. And even worse, we are about to face superteam West Ham United in the FA Cup...... Even though they're in the first division like us now, they were still very good back then. That game ......" Donn looked up, and that game was something he will never forget. 'We were confronted with three goals before the break. Sucks, right? It's just terrible! ”

Having said that, Don laughed.

The veterans in the locker room also laughed, only a few newcomers looked at the people around them with some inexplicability, is it funny to be three goals behind?

"At that time, we had no way out, not at all! If we don't think about it in the second half, we'll lose more! But what about the result? We scored four of them! Donn exclaimed, and the excitement he felt that day at the city ball court returned, "Four! No one was optimistic about us before the game, and we made the superteam West Ham United lose face! In the end, you can only rely on the referee to escape back! That damn referee blew both of us off, and even though we lost to the opponent in the rules, I never saw it as a failure. Donn stood in front of the dressing room and spoke to the players who were listening intently to him.

"And now? The team is fourth from bottom in the league, has just changed its manager, and morale is low. We had a lot of trouble before this game, we were down by a goal in the game, we were spurred on by the bastards in the stands, and the fans were dismayed...... And so on and so forth. Are we going to lose? No kidding! Donn waved his hand, "It's just one goal behind!" We can get back from three goals behind, let alone one goal! ”

"Michael! Andy! And everyone else, did you hear the singing in the stands? Donn asked aloud.

"Hear me, boss." Andy replied in a low voice.

"What do you think?"

"I ...... I can't wait to kill those bastards! Dawson clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He shares his indignation with the rest of the Forest squad who have all experienced the pain of last season's promotion failure.

"Me too." Donn nodded, "But we can't do that." We can teach them another way. ”

The players all looked up at Donn, they knew how, but they were expecting that to come out of the boss's mouth.

"They rub salt in our wounds, hoping to provoke us, make us lose our cool, make us hesitate, make us unmotivated, make us raise our hands and surrender! They thought they did! We are now one goal down and we are walking off the pitch in frustration...... That bunch of idiots at Millwall, from the fans to the team, are waiting to see our jokes! I bet the home dressing room must be full of laughter right now, as you might imagine! ”

Don slammed his fist against the door, making a loud bang.

"We ourselves were insulted by them!" Donn poked his chest and said, "Our fans are insulted by them!" He pointed to the ceiling again, "Even the dead are going to be taken out and insulted by those bitches!" ”

"Bang!" Another punch slammed into the door.

"Yes! And they succeeded! They us off! ”

"Bang!"

But they will soon regret it! We need to make it clear to them what it means to provoke us! ”

"Bang!"

There was no sound in the small dressing room except for the thud of Donn's fist slamming against the tin door. Everyone looked at the almost crazy manager, and the loud bang seemed to hit them in the heart. Tell them over and over again: what is shame!

"Second half...... Beat them with a goal in the second half! A few times the bastards open their mouths to sing, and we'll get into a few balls raised by their bitch! Sing once, get in! Sing once, get in! Until the mongrels don't dare to open their mouths anymore! Don't even fucking speak--allow-allow!! ”

"Bang-bang-bang!!"

Donn's roar echoed through the room, his left fist like a red-hot ingot, and the tin door of the locker room trembled and screamed as he knocked on it continuously.

Everyone was stunned by Donn's murderous aura......

(To be continued)