Des; Walker was the last to enter the locker room, and he had to make sure all the players went in ahead of him and that no one was left outside. But when he walked into the locker room, he was taken aback - Tony; Don wasn't here. The atmosphere in the dressing room was chaotic, with sighs, complaints and even exchanges on how to leave the "forest of hell" during the winter transfer window. Several consecutive heavy defeats and volatile economic conditions have left the team disheartened. No matter how you look at it, you can't connect the people here with the professional players, and if the Forest fans come to see this scene at the door, they will definitely be disappointed, I don't know what it will be like to be angry?

Ian; Bowyer sat in the corner, like an outsider. A nameless fire struck Walker's heart. The team's performance was so poor, and there were even very inappropriate remarks, but he, a veteran assistant coach, stood by and watched. Even if you don't want Donn to be the acting head coach, you still have to put aside those personal grievances when you work, right? Is there any benefit to the team's future if it loses?

Just as he was about to go up to have a showdown with Bowyer, he heard a rush of footsteps in the back corridor, and judging from the sound, there must have been more than one person hurrying away......

He turned his head strangely, and then saw the scene that made him open and close his mouth.

A group of fans wearing the red jerseys of the Forest team with scarves around their necks are rushing towards the door of the dressing room! Walker didn't count, but he glanced at it, and the crowd had blocked the passage outside the locker room.

This...... What's going on? Who allowed them in? The locker room is a place of absolute privacy, and no one can set foot without permission...... What about security, security guards?!

He had just opened his mouth to stop the crowd of fans who looked a little emotional, but he was already pushed aside, and then watched as a large crowd of at least ten fans poured into the small locker room......

He was worried about the atmosphere in the locker room just now for the fans to see and what they would think, and now it has come true.

He was kept outside, unable to see what was going on inside. But he could hear that the changing room of a street tavern had fallen silent.

This awkward silence is broken by a calming footstep. Walker saw Donn pacing slowly from the direction where the fans had just come, and looking at him, he looked like he was taking a walk. No longer worrying about what was going on in the locker room, he quickly walked up to him, pulled Donn aside, and asked him in a low voice, "Tony, those fans ......"

"Well, I let them in."

"You?!" Walker's eyes widened.

Donn was pleased with his assistant's response, "Well, I left the stadium and stopped by the front store to buy a pack of cigarettes. Then I heard them talking about the first half of the game, and they said they wanted to cheer up the bastards who were getting paid but not working, so I let them come. ”

"Tony! You are crazy? Do you know what this place is? Dressing room! Mr. President, I will not break into the forbidden place without saying hello! Your head...... You're so ...... in the head," Walker was really angry.

Don smiled, "Don't worry, Des. Come with me here to watch a good show. He grabbed Walker and didn't let him rush into the locker room. Then the two men heard a startled voice coming from the direction of the locker room.

"You...... Who are you? How did you get in? Old Bowyer's voice was surprised with some trepidation, and his voice trembled.

Bowyer can't be laughed at for his mental awkability, and anyone who sees a group of angry fans storming into the locker room can't keep their composure. After a short period of abnormal silence, there is an outburst.

The leader, a very fat and tall fan, ripped off the red scarf of the Forest team around his neck, and then threw it hard at the striker Jack, who had a bad performance in the first half; Lester face.

"We cheered you on from the stands, and you reciprocated us!" He roared loudly, and the audience shook with a bang. "We pay for tickets, ask you for autographs, worship you, support you...... Think of you as the heroes of this city. No matter how bad the grades are, we don't complain. But look at you now! What do you look like a pro? Who just said they were leaving? Get out now! The Forest team doesn't need such garbage! ”

"I'm telling you, we'll all watch it in the second half. We're going to see how you bastards are humiliated by the East Londoners! It's not our face that we're losing anyway! Bah! With a hard spit, the fat man turned around and squeezed out of the locker room, and the other fans also ripped off the scarves around their necks and threw them on the ground, then turned around and walked out.

Seeing a large group of people pass in front of him, Don was still interested in greeting them. "Good job, guys."

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him, and everyone hurried out of the passage without saying a word.

Des; Walker also lowered his head. He's just stepped down from the player's position, and sometimes he can't separate the two completely different roles of assistant coach and player. Just now, the fans angrily accused the players of not doing their best, and he felt as if he was also accusing himself of not taking responsibility as a coach. As a player, he had a good relationship with the Forest fans, even when he scored an own goal in the FA Cup final that led to the team's defeat to Tottenham Hotspur, no fans blamed him. Now he felt as if the fans were pointing at him and scolding him: "You don't deserve to lead the Forest team!" You don't deserve our respect! ”

Just as he blamed himself, Don patted him on the back: "Des, follow me." To be honest, at this time, Walker had lost the ability to think concretely, and he just mechanically followed Don into the dead silence of the locker room. What he saw next was still fresh in his memory for a very long time.

Don strode into the locker room, stood in the doorway and glanced at the crowd before stopping his gaze on the scarf on the floor. It seemed that the fans were really angry, and he shrugged inwardly.

Hearing the footsteps stop abruptly, everyone looked up and looked at the acting head coach who had returned from disappearance, and no one could see the expression on his face because there was nothing there. But they knew that these fans must have been put in on purpose. No one can enter the dressing room without the manager's permission. Now what is this coach going to say?

Many people remember the last League One game, when they were two goals down before half-time. At half-time, the manager said something, but he couldn't remember it. Because his voice was too low to suppress the singing, boos, and heckling that came from outside. Anyway, everyone saw him scratching around the tactical board, but they didn't have a clue. In this way, they ended up losing 0:3, the same score as in the first half today.

Donn didn't speak, he lowered his head and picked up the team scarf that had been abandoned by the fans from the ground, dusted it off, and handed it all to Walker, who was standing behind him. Then he looked up at the rest of the team.

"Jack; Lester, Malone; Halewood, Matthew; Louis Jean. He spoke slowly, reporting the names of players who had not performed well in the first half, "Gareth; Williams, Eugen; Pope, Andy; Reed, Darren; Ward. I'm going to ask you a very serious question now...... Did you go out together last night? ”

Everyone didn't expect their manager to ask such a question, and they all looked at him with their mouths wide open, not knowing how to answer.

"Answer me, yes, or no?!" Don yelled at a sharp height, and everyone in the locker room was intimidated by him. No one dared to answer out loud.

"For the first time, I hated the rules makers of football so much. If it had been stipulated that there could be eleven substitutions for an official match, I would have replaced all of you now! Don waved his arms excitedly, and the gloomy Tony from before; Don sentenced the two of them. "You're acting like shit...... Wrong, it's not shit, it's ten pieces of shit! I asked the fans to come because they said they wanted to come and cheer you on, do a good job in the second half, have a chance, and it's not a big deal to be three goals behind...... But! ”

Donn paused, then sighed, "But you let them down. What kind of team did they see? I'm wrong again, can you still be called a 'team'? You are one, two, three, four...... Fourteen pieces of shit! "Donn's left hand is one, and his right hand is four." I tell you, if I wasn't the coach of this team, I'd love to do this to you now......" He retracted his left hand, and the four fingers of his right hand were retracted by three, leaving only one middle finger raised high. "There are still 27,000 such middle fingers in the stands outside!"

None of the players expected Tony; Coach Don opened his mouth to scold, his words were vicious, his words were clear, and he was emotional, completely subverting the impression of this person in their hearts. They were scolded stupidly by Donn, and one by one they sat in their places, not knowing what to say.

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On the way to the locker room, Evan; Dogerty is still trying to convince his father to give up the idea of taking him to the team. "At half-time, Manager Don must be very busy, and the team and him probably don't have time to meet us. I think it's better to forget it. ”

"Just meet and say hello. We'll leave when we're done, and it won't take more than half a minute. Nigel continued to stand his ground. Evan shrugged and shook his head softly behind his father.

Just as the two of them reached the fork in the road leading to the locker room, a group of people suddenly rushed out from around the corner and startled them. Evan hurriedly reached out and grabbed his father, he was afraid of colliding with this group. His old father can't stand any toss.

"What's going on?" Nigel noticed that the group of people hurrying past him were coming from the direction of the dressing room, and he looked strangely and muttered to himself.

After letting this group of people, the two came to the door of the locker room. Nigel looked back at his son and saw that his tie was loose, so he asked him to tie it: "Evan, remember. The locker room is a sacred place and we have to keep our image. ”

Seeing that his son was still obedient, he nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and prepared to knock on the door. As soon as he put his hand on the door, he heard Tony coming from inside; Donn's roar.

"Twenty-seven thousand middle fingers! As lush as Sherwood Forest! ”

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After a little rest, I took the opportunity to observe the expressions of the players. Donn continued: "I know it's not a day or two that there are people in this team who want to leave, and for some people, the Forest team is just a big ATM and no matter how well they perform, they pay their monthly salary. But I want to warn you fools, no club is going to pay for a bunch of shit, and if you continue to behave like shit on the pitch, don't expect anyone to pay for it! I will not stop you from leaving, and I will not keep those whose hearts are not here. But you must understand that what the future holds for you is not with me, but with your own performance! Who do you think you're playing for? Fans? Club President? Or am I the acting head coach who doesn't know when I'm going to be out of class? Idiots, you guys are playing football for yourselves!! ”

Many people's eyes changed when they looked at Don, surprised, excited, and thinking about all emotions. Don knows that this attack was successful, and at this time, it is useless for you to talk about team honor with those who are determined to leave. Let's just say that they are most concerned about the future of each person. Make sure to get to the heart of the heart, so that those who are still absent-minded must pay attention to what he has to say.

As for the rest of the people......

Don pulled a folded scarf out of Walker's hand, shook it open, and held it up in front of everyone's eyes.

"What does a scarf with the badge and name of your favorite team mean to a fan? If someone doesn't understand, I can call back the group and explain it to you. Do you think they wore them around their necks because it was cold? Des. ”

Walker heard Don calling him and quickly stepped forward.

"Look at the scarf in your hand, do you think it looks familiar?"

After being reminded by Don like this, he realized that the scarves in his hands were different in style, size, pattern, and color, and they were not the same.

"Des, what year model do I have?" Tang En asked without looking back.

Walker looked at it for a moment, then replied affirmatively, "'91-92." ”

"Good." Then Donn pulled out of Walker's hand one by one and asked, and Walker answered one by one, completely correct. This made Ian next to him; Bowyer was also secretly surprised, even a veteran player and coach of a team like him could not accurately report the era of the introduction of this scarf style.

"The last one." Don picked up the last narrow scarf, which was unusually old compared to the others, dull and discolored, with signs of frayed edges. This time he didn't hear a sound for a long time, and strangely he looked back at Walker, only to realize that Walker's eyes were staring at the scarf a little strange.

"Des?"

"I'm sorry...... This is the 79-80 season, the one that appeared at the Bernabeu when Forest defended their European Champions League title! "Des; Walker said emotionally. The scarf reminded him of the Forest's past glory. Although he is a Londoner, and although he only joined the club in 1983, he played for Forest in 12 years and played 321 games for Forest, and he has long since become a Forest fan through and through, the Nottingham.

Hearing Walker report the origin of the tattered scarf, many people in the locker room took a breath. The European Champions Cup, many of you here is an unthinkable honor, but the badge on their chest has been in close contact with the Big Ears Cup twice, although this club is now down, but it was the winner of the highest honor of European clubs in two consecutive years.

Don didn't expect that he was so lucky, there were such antiques in the scarves thrown down by the fans, I really don't know which overly excited fans threw it, and when he calmed down, would he feel very remorseful? This scarf is no different from a rag in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the hearts of hardcore Forest fans, it is priceless!

He couldn't help but take a serious look at the scarf in his hand, as if he could see history from this shabby scarf. The cheers over the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium and the glittering silver trophies under the fireworks are the dreams of many people......

He steadied himself. Then I looked back at the player, and the situation was already different.

Michael; Dawson is a native of Nottingham Forester and knows a lot about Forest's past. When I saw this scarf, I couldn't help myself with excitement. He stood up suddenly: "Boss, boss......"

"What for?" Don didn't understand what he was going to do.

"Can you—can you let me touch that scarf?" Dawson said as he pointed to the scarf in Donn's hand.

Don handed the scarf over, Dawson took it with both hands, and then pulled it away and raised it above his head, as if he were holding the European Champions Cup. The bright white light shone down through the scarf and shone on his eyes, but he didn't take his eyes off the scarf, and said to himself with a trembling voice: "When I was four years old, I followed my father to the city stadium to watch the game, and that's how I learned them to pull off the scarf and shout 'forest!'" ’‘forest！ 'I dream that when I grow up, I can play for Forest and win games for thousands of people like my dad in the stands. ”

There was silence in the locker room, and all eyes were on Dawson's scarf, even the two people outside the door were listening.

"When I was a kid, if I asked my dad to tell me stories, he would always tell stories about the Forest team winning two European Cups and going 42 games unbeaten, but I never got tired of it. Whenever he talked about those two Champions Cup finals, he would imitate the narrator on the radio and shout: 'Trevor; Francis! ''John; Robertson! ''Forest is the champion, the European champion!'' Dawson sighed, "This scarf is older than I am. But when I finally got into the Junior Squad when I was 10 years old, the Foresters were relegated......"

Dawson seemed to speak in a slur that Jean Des; Walker was a little touched. He didn't live through the sad moments of Forest's relegation, but he did experience Forest's final glory, and he still remembers his scenes at the City Stadium, and he even remembers that his own goal ended Coach Clough's FA Cup dream when he faced the godfather Bryan; Coach Clough cried into tears.

He and Stuart; Pierce formed a defensive backline at England national team level and was impregnable. At that time, their team was full of talented players, Franz; Carl, Neil; Webb, Ian; Bowyer, Nigel; Clough, John; Robertson, Steve; Stone, Teddy; Sheringham, Roy; Keane...... They are fearless together, even if Liverpool, who have won five European Cups, will tremble in front of them.

Also touched was a gray-haired man hiding in a corner.

“…… I don't know how long Forest have been in the First Division, I haven't counted. Every year before the start of the new season they say we shouldn't stay in the first division, we should go to the super. But at the end of the season we are still in the first division. Quite a few people lost their confidence, and they left, for one reason or another. I also know that people are going to leave at the end of the season, and then we're going to have a new group of teammates and start the season again. We've had a new team-mate, we've had another coach, and the only thing that hasn't changed is that we're still in the first division. I really want to play in the Super League and I think if we are given a chance, we can prove that we can play in the Super League! Speaking of this, Dawson's tone became heavier, and his emotions became a little excited. I can't wait for next season or next season like that, I want to prove that we can play in the Super League right now! Isn't West Ham a superteam? Playing against them can also be considered playing in the Super League, right? Let's just think! Beat them and prove that we are really good for the Super League! I implore everyone, do me a favor and let me play a Super League! ”

Looking at the light radiating from the face of this nineteen-year-old child, Don suddenly felt how correct he was in the idea of making him the captain. Is there anyone more suitable than him? There is no need to bother to prepare later, this kid is much better than a crappy actor himself.

He raised his arms and raised his voice and said, "Now I have a way to save the situation in the second half." But I need people who really want to play and play to implement this plan. I don't need sleepwalkers who don't wake up, and cowards who think we're doomed. What I need is a warrior, a warrior who can abandon everything for victory at a critical moment! Who among you would want to be like that? Stand up! ”

There was a bang, and everyone in the locker room stood up at the same time.

Don smiled: "Very good, soldiers. ”

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Two people listening outside the door. Nigel; Dogetty lowered his voice and called out his son's name, "Evan." ”

"I'm here, father."

"You're right, it's really not a good time for us to walk in and greet them. Let's go, I'll find another time to arrange for you to meet with those warriors. After saying that, he turned around and walked back slowly.

Evan looked back at the locker room door and followed his father.

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In the dressing room at this moment, Donn is seizing the last time to talk to the players about the tactics of the second half. He didn't have time for any modesty or polite greetings, and there were just under five minutes left at halftime. This was only when Walker reminded him to know. At this moment, he naturally didn't have the leisure to sigh that his fate had taken a big turn out of thin air, four days ago he was still an obscure, ordinary Chinese man, four days later, he could see such a good show in the locker room of a professional team, and he also talked about tactics to a group of professional players.

He quickly drew the West Ham line-up on the tactics board, which he had observed from the first half of the game.

"At the heart of the West Ham team is their captain Joe; Kerr, with a number of high-level players, the team is delicate and cooperative. Such a team is a bit difficult to play, but it is not invincible. Their team looks to be playing well, but there are big problems. We won 3-0 in the first half and we are again a first-division team, one level below them. For West Ham, the most important game at this time is not our FA Cup third round. It was their home game against Newcastle in the 23rd round of the Premier League. I say that, you get the idea, right? Don looked up and asked, relieving himself and the players who were listening, and it was not good to instill too many things in one breath.

The players may still be confused, but the two assistant coaches know it.

Although the season is only halfway through, West Ham's relegation situation is already grim. Qualification to stay in the Premier League is far more important than an FA Cup. With a three-goal lead, the opposition will have reservations, both tactically and in terms of player performance, and ...... They will definitely underestimate the enemy. And what are the advantages of the Forest team in comparison? Although the team's recent performance has not been satisfactory, there is no fear of relegation, and they can put all their energy into this second half, fully committed and absent-minded, and the result is much worse......

Sure enough, Donn's next words confirmed their suspicions.

'West Ham certainly won't be able to stay as focused as they were in the first half for the next 45 minutes. We'll take advantage of this and take them by surprise! In addition, West Ham's combination is dominated by delicate foot coordination, and we don't play with them. I ask each and every one of you to ...... Mind you, everybody, from the striker to the goalkeeper, will be faithful to my next tactics – be rough and big. If Joe Cole gets the ball, go up and force it closely, and act harder! I don't care if you guys foul, as long as it's not in our own restricted area, it's all up to you, and it would be perfect if you could get one or two of their guys down! Remember, you must be fierce, you must be ruthless! This is not a football game, this is war! You have to grab the ball with half of the chances! Don't worry about you getting hurt because of this, the other side will definitely give up this kind of ball, that's our chance! If you want to turn the situation around on the field, you have to make more use of this kind of body collision, and when the opponent is scared, it is when we turn defeat into victory! ”

"Let me tell you about the relationship between West Ham and us. They are those nobles who are high up, full of lights all day long, eating and drinking spicy food, and what are we? We are the Robin Hoods who overthrew their aristocratic lords! We already have nothing, and we don't have to worry about losing anything. On the contrary, it is they who should be afraid of losing. This is Nottingham, surrounded by the lush Sherwood Forest, this is the place we know best, it's our turf! In the forest, the thieves never return empty-handed. Snatch back a point and we're just two points behind them. Snatched back two points, just one point away...... Grab four points and we'll win!! ”

Don clenched his fists and slammed it the tactical board.

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