Don walked out of the bar, but he didn't know where to go, he didn't want to go back to that dark and deserted "home". He decided to walk around and digest it by the way.

The wind from Sherwood Forest ruffled Donn's hair and the corners of his clothes, taking away the heat of the day.

He stood in front of a bar he had been to before, looked at the brightly lit streets, listened to the laughter coming from inside, and pouted. Robin Hood's bar, he unconsciously walked here again.

He turned around, looked at the red light of the pedestrian crossing on the opposite street, and stood quietly waiting to cross the street.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and it was Yang Yan calling.

"Mr. Donn, aren't you home?"

Don looked around: "I'm not here, what's the matter?" ”

"Sir...... Don't you remember, class, class. ”

"Ah, I remember. But......" The traffic light on the opposite side turned green, and Don sat on the side of the road, "But I don't want to study today, can you talk with me for a while?" ”

"In what place? On the phone? ”

Don snorted, "Where are you?" ”

Yang Yan looked up at the gate of Tang En's house, and then said, "School, I just prepared to come out." ”

"Then on the phone, I don't want to leave either. Talk about whatever you're interested in or what you hate...... Anything goes. Don leaned his body under the pillar of the signal light and looked up at the sky. For example, did you meet any interesting classmates in middle school......"

Britain has entered daylight saving time, and at six o'clock in the evening in May, the night has not yet fully arrived. The eastern sky and the western sky present two completely different scenes, and the starry night and the ethereal sunset glow meet in the middle of the sky, like a fantasy world, which fascinates Donn.

Yang Yan's whisper sounded in his ears, as if he was massaging his ears, Tang En sat on the side of the road and chatted with Yang Yan who was sitting at the door of his house, and the heart that was so depressed that it almost stopped beating came back to life.

The next morning, a flock of birds was startled in the woods near the Nottingham Forest Wilford training base.

Donn's hoarse voice rang out again: "Cheer me up!" Look at the way you look now! Train Training! ”

"Michael! You're the captain, and if you look so listless, I'll get rid of you! ”

Although Don still doesn't know much about the details of training and can only watch it from the sidelines, it doesn't prevent him from making some hints or occasionally yelling to boost morale.

Michael. Dawson shrugged at Coach Walker, who looked back at Donn, who was on the sidelines, and smiled.

Then he said to Dawson, "Tony is right, if you're not serious, you won't be the captain, Michael." ”

"Wow! I understand! Brothers, cheer me up! ”

Looking at the team that had regained their morale, Donn pursed his lips tightly.

What are you kidding, you can't go to the Super League?

Going to the Premier League is my promise to Michael and Gavin and I'm not going to let that happen.

※※※ Before the game, because Laurentian mentioned this game and had to bet with Hansen with his beloved beard, the League One promotion play-offs, which had not attracted much attention, attracted the attention of many media.

John. Mortenson was in charge of commenting on the game, and it was Mark who sat next to him commenting on the game. Laurenson. The game hasn't started yet, the players from both sides have just warmed up and left, and now they should make the final arrangements in the dressing room.

When he wasn't working, Mortenson joked with his colleague Laurentian at the BBC, and in front of Laurenson, Mortensen was an out-and-out senior, and when Laurentian was still playing at Liverpool, Mortensen began to explain his game.

"Mark, you know......" John . Mortenson looked at Mark. Laurentian grinned and said, "I agree with Gary's words, you better look better without a beard." ”

Laurenson stroked his beard: "John, are you also optimistic about Donne?" ”

Morteson shook his head, "I just thought it would look better if you shaved your beard...... Ah, just kidding. As for Tony. Don'...... I don't know if I'm optimistic about him, don't you think he's weird? One moment it's magical, the next it's low-level. I think there may be only one person in the world who will always be optimistic about him. ”

"Who?"

"Tony. Dawn. ”

"Himself?"

Mortenson nodded: "I'm so confident that I can't be surprised, he always shows confidence, but I don't know where that confidence comes from." Before I studied him, there was a half-world difference between his current surname. The Royal Nottingham University Hospital concluded that the brain blow was the cause...... If that's the case, I have to say, God played a big joke on all of us. ”

Habitually, Laurenson touched the beard on his lips and pondered Mortenson's words in his heart.

Mortenson smiled: "What, I'm starting to worry that my beard won't be kept?" ”

"I didn't ......," Laurentian "blew his beard and glared" again.

※※※ While the two were chatting in the comment table, Tony. Don watched the silent players in the dressing room.

Neither the players, the coaches, nor the team doctors, nor Done himself spoke, and the singing of Sheffield United cheering in the stands was clearly audible, adding to the oppressive atmosphere in the dressing room.

Everyone is looking at Don, and for half a season, he has established his prestige among them through his actions. It's a pivotal game where everyone chooses to trust their manager, their boss, their boss.

Don finally spoke, his voice not high, but he suppressed the singing of the home fans outside.

"We've played Sheffield United four times this season, losing the first three times, losing 3-0 at home in the 17th round of the league. We lost 2-1 at home in the first leg of the play-offs, conceding not only three points, but also sending them two away goals, so it looks like we have a lot of luck in this game. It's been said that Sheffield United will be the third team to be promoted to the Premier League after this season, but I know they're talking nonsense. And I know you know you know too. ”

"Yes!" Some people couldn't help but respond.

Don looked at Andy who was making a sound. Reid glanced at him, and the young man's eyes lit up, looking at him. He continued: "I admit Sheffield United are better than us in terms of overall quality, but it's not just the quality of the two sides that determines the outcome of a game, there are a few other things...... Uh, would you like to hear me tell a story? ”

No one knew why Don suddenly had to tell a story before such an important game, or what kind of story it was, but they knew that Don must have his reasons for doing this, so they all nodded.

"It was a long, long time ago, and it was so old that it was impossible to test. A war broke out between two countries, which had been fought for a long time, and finally the time came for a decisive battle, when a large army drove into battle, but the leader of the army had the soldiers camp on the river beach, with their backs to the rushing river. His staff officers were adamantly opposed, and they said to the general: 'My lord, there is a torrent behind you. Camp here, and we have no way back! In case we are in an unfavorable situation, we will not even have a way to run! Tang En seemed to be acting in a drama, and he imitated Han Shin's advisers. He adapted this story, which most people in China knew, to this group of Britons, and they listened to it with relish.

"The general told his men: 'This is a decisive battle. If the slightest bit of momentum does not go into battle, our soldiers will scatter and flee. Do you expect the stragglers to win the battle? I asked you to camp on the riverbank, with your back to the river, in the hope of telling all the soldiers that they have no way to retreat now! If you don't want to die, give me to defeat the enemy and take this battle! Do you know what the outcome will be? Donn held out a finger, "The morale of that general's army is high, and they all defeat enemies who are much stronger than them with the belief that 'you die or I die.'" ”

"Don't you think this is similar to where we are now? Our situation couldn't have been worse, worse than when I was knocked over by David on the sidelines and hit the back of my head! Donn pointed to Johansen as he said this, and everyone laughed, and the tension in the locker room eased slightly.

After a pause, and when the players had finished laughing and looked at him expectantly again, Don continued with a straight face. "Strong opponents, away games, Gavin's death...... There are a lot of internal and external troubles, and it is a hundred times more difficult than any moment we have faced before! But I firmly believe we can win because we have never been as good as we are today! There's no way back for us to escape, and I don't actually need to. Defeat Sheffield United and reach the final! And ......," Donn breathed a sigh of relief, "...... Then we go to the Super League next season. ”

"What are we doing this week doing over and over again? I tell you, today we are fighting against the water, either they will die, or we will die! If you don't want to die, go out and kill them!! Donn strode to the door and pulled the locker room door open.

The singing and shouting from the stands at Ballamor Lane came flooding in, filling the tiny locker room in an instant.

(To be continued)