Off the court, Donn is worried about Wood's fate, and Wood himself is worried on the field.

He is not blind or stupid. He saw Tony; Don suddenly appeared on the sidelines, knowing that this was a good opportunity to show himself, and his teammates around him were trying to show themselves, and he was not willing to be left behind. But......

No one wants to pass the ball to themselves, because if it is passed to him, it will only make the team perform badly as a whole, and everyone will not get a chance to perform. These players...... Usually it's okay to joke together, but when it comes to this kind of time, who doesn't think only about themselves? No way, this is the cruel surname of professional football, don't complain that others don't give you a chance if you don't have the strength!

Watching his teammates press higher and higher, and he, the center forward, kicked farther and farther away from goal, Wood wondered if this was the end of his performance. Take off the red jersey, and then go back to continue to work as a porter, that job doesn't require any skills, running, as long as you have the strength to be competent, the most suitable for him who has no education.

But when he thinks of his favorite mother at home, he is unwilling to admit defeat.

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The kid kicked further and further back...... Donn shook his head slightly, what threat is there when the striker is forty meters away from the goal? This stupid boy, how can you shoot without rushing into the penalty area? How can you show convincing ability without shooting? I know it's too much to ask for for you who have just been involved in football for two months...... But, even a single ball can save your career, bastard! Even if it's scored with your hands, as long as you do it so that the referee can't see it!

Don looked down at his watch, and did a little calculation in his mind. There were less than five minutes left until the end of the game. Looking at Wood's condition, it seems that there is nothing to look forward to.

He got up from his seat, intending to leave early. He couldn't say to Wood, "Don't waste your time here," the best thing to do was to get out of here.

Chris Rac glanced up at Donn, "Don't you look, Tony?" ”

Don shook his head in disappointment and said nothing. Then turn around and walk towards the player's corridor.

At this time, Nottingham Forest finally won a corner kick through continuous attacks, and almost everyone except the goalkeeper rushed into the opponent's penalty area. I'm going to score a goal and make a good impression on the first-team manager.

Only George; Wood stood stupidly between the top of the box and the centre circle, and despite his height of 1.85 meters, he didn't think of heading over.

The ball was kicked off and not a single Forest player scrambled for the ball. The ball was swept out by the West Ham players and flew straight to the right side of the pitch.

A West Ham player wearing the number 8 shirt beautifully stops the ball and then turns and strikes!

The few Forest fans in the stands booed as the back of the field was empty, with no one but the goalkeeper.

"Damn it!" Chris Rac cursed.

Donn, who heard the fans booing, turned around to see what was happening on the field.

Then he saw West Ham's No.8 dribbling the ball quickly, but all the players of the Forest team were stunned in front of the field, and they had no intention of returning to defend at all, maybe they themselves felt that they couldn't catch up at all......

But someone came into his sight.

George; Wood!

"Where did this bastard come from?" The West Ham youth manager didn't expect Forest to have a defender.

He slashed after the West Ham player with the ball, and the speed of the chase was astonishing! Looking at his galloping figure, Don suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it there......

The distance between Wood and the opposing dribble was shortened in an instant.

"Oh my God...... "He's so fast!" exclaimed the assistant coach next to Chris Lack! ”

"What's the use of fast?" Chris Rac subconsciously replied, "He's not a damn defender!" He's never fucking defended ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw George, who was running at high speed, soaring forward, with his head behind and his feet in front. And then with that momentum, he ...... fiercely ...... hard Stomp on the feet of the opposing dribble! The West Ham player with the ball was kicked by Wood and flew straight off the touchline, and the ball rolled out.

"God!"

"What the fuck!"

The head coaches of both teams exclaimed at the same time. Because in the empty court, they all heard a crisp sound very clearly just now, it should be the sound of bones breaking......

The kicked West Ham player fell off the pitch and never got up, rolling back and forth on the ground with his right leg in his hands. West Ham's team doctor has arrived.

The referee's hurried whistle continued and West Ham players rushed towards the perpetrators, but they were all stopped by Forest players and there were some physical altercations between the players. It's not that they're thinking about Wood, they're actually thinking about the opposing players - no one has dared to mess with Wood since they saw Wood knock Eddie, the tallest and strongest man on the team, to the ground with a single punch, almost going into shock.

By the way, Eddie is the unlucky guy who was later sold to Nods County for a low price. From League One to League Two, the turning point of fate was nothing more than his habitual surname scolding a rookie newcomer who couldn't play football with the sentence "raised by a bitch".

George, who the Forest players don't think can do much in front of the manager; Wood must be in a bad mood at this time, and if he is in a bad mood, he will be grumpy, so these West Ham players who rush forward are just sheep in the eyes of the tiger, and they don't want a bloody battle on their own turf.

The referee struggled to separate the players from both sides, and then walked over to George, who had just gotten up from the ground; Wood raised his hand in front of him, and a bright red flashed in front of his eyes - he was sent off.

Chris Rac covered his face, not wanting to look at it. Even if Don didn't say it, he knew that this kid's life in Nottingham Forest was over, and it was completely over!

At this time, Wood had completely lost his soul, he lowered his head and walked mechanically towards the dressing room, not caring about the roar of the West Ham players and coaches around him, nor did he see the youth team manager David; Chris Rac shook his head in disappointment. Even when he passed by Donn, he didn't stop for even a second, he just walked back with his head down.

Immediately following the scurrying past Donn were West Ham's team doctor and a team of stretchers, on which lay the painful West Ham No.8. Their destination was not the away team locker room, but the nearest local hospital.

Don looked at the backs of the two groups, shook his head slightly, and then turned and walked towards the home team's coach's box.

It was hard to get back to normal on the field, and Chris Rac didn't plan to make any more adjustments, anyway, George; When Wood was on the field, the Forest team equaled just ten. He turned his head to see Don walking back again, a little surprised, but it's okay, let's have a showdown. The people brought by Don En had to be taken away by Don En in the end.

So he also went up to meet him.

Seeing Chrislak open his mouth, Don preemptively said, "What a mess. ”

Chrislak nodded in agreement.

"We have a big feud with West Ham, don't we?" Don asked rhetorically.

Chrislak continued to nod. That's right. The cursed first-team relegation is still in the minds of the East Londoners, and now the youth team has scrapped their leading scorer.

"What are you going to do?"

Without hesitation, Chris Rac said to Donn, "Tony, I think we should give him up. ”

"I disagree with you, David." Don smiled, "I've finally found the most suitable position for this kid." ”

Chris Lak was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the foul to change Donn's opinion of Wood.

"It's comparable to the speed of a striker, a body stronger than a centre-back, the physicality to run back and forth from this box to that for 90 minutes, a ferocious tackle...... Guess what? ”

The youth coach thought for a moment and then said: "Defenders. ”

"Correct!" Don clapped his hands happily. "It's the back! It doesn't matter if you can't shoot, a lot of midfielders don't necessarily score 10 goals in their lifetime......"

"But, Tony. Wood, he's ......"

"David." Tang En said, "Give him another chance, and give me a chance." I believe in my vision. Do you know? It was a very unethical foul and a very bad defence, but I saw in it all the qualities that a great midfielder should have. It was our mistake to make him a striker, and he shouldn't take the blame on it! Give him another chance! ”

The two looked at each other, and after a long time of Chrislac being defeated, he looked away, and then nodded, "Okay." I'll let him practice defense when he resumes training the day after tomorrow, starting from scratch! ”

Don smiled, "Thank you, David. I'll take care of it over there with Wood. Patting Chris Lak on the shoulder, Donn turned and walked towards the home team's dressing room.

Chrislak stopped him: "Tony, why not a central defender?" ”

Donn waved his hand: "Then maybe we will give each other a few penalties every game." ”

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George; Wood was alone in the locker room, and when the water was rattling, he stood under the sprinkler head, letting the water spill on his body, motionless.

When he saw the opponent's No. 8 break through with the ball, he had only one thought at that time - to stop him. But he didn't want to foul, but he didn't know what to do best, so he chose the easiest way...... Also the stupidest. He was sent off with a red card and it was all over. I am not suitable for playing football at all, and I want to rely on professional football to make money to treat my mother and support myself, which is completely wishful thinking.

Forget it, go back and work as a porter......

I just thought of my mom smiling at the dinner table and saying, "My George is a professional footballer too." ”

He was heartbroken, and betraying his mother's trust and hope was the biggest blow to him.

Turning off the faucet, Wood walked out of the bathroom and stood in front of the locker to begin dressing. At this moment he heard a knock at the door behind him, but he didn't have the bother to look back to see who had entered.

"The dejected little villain, with his hair on his forehead, still dripping water, like a reservoir dog that has just been fished out of the river." Don leaned against the doorframe and said in a mocking tone.

Wood stopped moving, but he still didn't turn around.

"Tsk. Getting a red card is like the end of the world. Hey, innocent little boy, is this your maiden red card? Not speaking is acquiescence...... Shall we go out together for a glass of wine to celebrate? Oh, I remember that professional players can't drink. "It's like Donn is in a one-man show, he asks questions, but he doesn't wait for Wood to answer." Look at you now...... Are you going home? Crying and shouting 'Mommy' to go back to feeding......"

"Bang!" A crisp sound interrupted Donn's words, and he was startled to find that the door of the locker cabinet next to Wood had been dented, and the cabinet was made of iron throughout......

"Shut your foul mouth!"

Don snorted through his nose, fully expressing his contempt for the kid's threat. "If you think you can beat me, you can give it a try. Don't think that everyone in the world is the same as the trash that you knocked down with one punch. Looks like you're in good spirits...... I'll just ask you one question: do you still want to keep playing? ”

When Wood finally turned around, Don noticed that the boy's eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was because of sadness, frustration or anger.

"You fucking liar! You lied to me that I could be a star, and then I lost my job to train with you! Would you like to hear my answer? My answer is - fuck you! Wood roared angrily.

Don snorted, "I lied to you? Boy, if you talk nonsense, you will be struck by lightning. What idiot came up to my door and said 'I think you should sign the best player in England'? Who is it? Not the person standing in front of me right now, right? What am I talking about? 'Never underestimate professional football, or it will punish you', am I right? Do you think professional football is very simple, and you want to perform like a superstar after two months of training? What do you think this place is?! Don raised his voice abruptly, and shouted with the momentum of directing the game in front of 30,000 people, "Where do you think you are now?!" This is the locker room at the City Stadium, and this is the dressing room used by the first team! The players here are all professional players, which of them didn't have this opportunity after more than ten years of hard training? You're just a rookie idiot who's only been training for two months! ”

Wood was scolded by Don so much that he didn't know how to pay it back.

"Do you think this locker room is for people like you? If it weren't for the maintenance of the turf at the training base, some of you might not be able to enter this room for the rest of your life! For more than 120 years, countless people who are a hundred times better than fools like you have used it, some of them the best professional footballers and accomplished people, and some of them are just nobodies who have long been forgotten. Why is there such a difference? Because the latter look down on professional football, they don't take seriously the work that brought them honor, money, beauty, fame and status, so professional football punishes them and makes them worthless, and money, beauty, fame and status leave them overnight! Now it's your turn, boy......"

Don looked at Wood, who was silent, his eyes aggressive. "You were sent off with a red card, you behaved so badly and disgustingly that you don't see the slightest future, and anyone can sentence you to death. You're done, the game is over! But...... Did you throw in the towel? Have you given up? Are you willing to let your mother down?! Answer me! ”

Wood bit his lip and clenched his hands into fists, and there was not a place in his body where he was not trembling slightly.

"This game is over, there is another game. What you lose here, you can win back in the next game. But if you quit here and run home crying like an uncircumcised little fur, then I tell you - you'll never have a chance to win back what you lost! Forever! Don stepped forward and spoke to him viciously, almost against Wood's face.

"Now, answer me: are you still going to play football? Do you still want to be a superstar who makes £120,000 a week? ”

"Tell ...... Tell me, how? Wood finally spoke again, his voice shaking.

Tang En breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his tone softened a lot: "Listen to me, go back." Go back to the training ground, train yourself in the new position assigned to you by the coaches, listen to every coach, don't talk back, don't play the surname, and use the 24 hours as 72 hours. Then prove yourself again in the competition, one step at a time, don't rush and don't quit halfway. You'll make it, I promise! ”

Looking into Wood's eyes, Don added, "My credibility is guaranteed by a bank, boy." Then he grinned.

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