After saying this to Wood, Donn turned around and looked at the other players in the room spreading their hands: "Guys, remember, this is a Premier League game, home. We've got to win the games we deserve if you don't want to go back to the Championship after a season. So we're not going to give the north Londoners a chance in this game. And I want you to know that no matter what we think of this game, Arsenal will make it part of their own plans – it's a celebration of their record-setting set. It's not my style to let the enemy celebrate their successes on our turf. He shrugged, "I told you all about the tactics of this game yesterday, and I believe that each of you knows what you should do." ”

Everyone nodded, indicating that they did know their duties on the field at that time.

Don propped his hands on the table where the tactical board was placed, staring at the players, some of whom were even older than him...... He never doubted his ability to lead this team, even after finding the original "genuine Tony. Donn", he wasn't worried that his place would be snatched away.

It's a team that's totally his own. He has to put his philosophy, his understanding of football, his obsession with winning, his aversion to defeat, his greed for championships...... It's all instilled in this team. Let this Nottingham Forest team be branded with his personal mark, just like the old man Clough, and people will talk about him when they think of the Red Forest that once swept European and English football.

Hopefully, in a few years' time, people will talk about Tony in the same way. Don and his Nottingham Forest.

"Guys, one thing to remember: Nottingham Forest are not afraid of any opponent, whether it's Liverpool, who have won three European titles in five years, or Arsenal, who are now unbeaten in 42 league games...... Go kill them! ”

Cesc Fabregas was standing in the middle of the visiting team waiting to enter the stadium, and next to him was the home team Nottingham Forest. I don't know if the Spaniard, who has only been in England for less than a year, is already familiar with the 20 teams in the Premier League, but I believe that the name "Nottingham Forest" will be the most memorable of his playing career.

When he quickly became a regular in the Arsenal youth team, it was Nottingham Forest who pulled him from the clouds of happiness into the mud and showed him that English football is not as easy to deal with as he thought. That FA Cup game in the muddy pitch and in the rain is something he will remember for the rest of his life.

There is another person, I'm afraid it's not so easy to forget.

Although Forest had his compatriot Hierro in the starting line-up for this game, Cesc Fabregas didn't stop at him and didn't even bother to say hello to the senior. He stood in the middle of the group, staring closely at the Forest player standing diagonally in front of him.

The man was wearing a red Forest jersey with his number and name printed on the back: 13, G.Wood.

After that defeat, he made a wish in his heart that one day he would have to compete with the player called "Wood". I didn't expect this day to come so quickly, and it was less than a year before they met for the second time. The difference is that this time it's not a low-level competition like the FA Youth Cup, but the Premier League, the highest league in England!

Fabregas was not at all surprised to see the "old enemy" in Forest's starting line-up. Because after that fight, he knew that this silent boy was definitely not a mediocre talent. In this kind of "weak brigade", young people are more likely to come out, didn't Piqué tell him? The choice of Forest is to be able to get more playing opportunities and get more workouts, otherwise why wouldn't he go to Manchester United and Arsenal?

By the way, Gerard is still on the bench list, and this kid has already played the main ...... George. Wood, how much better are you than last time?

Fabregas, who was staring at Wood, suddenly heard someone next to him calling his name in Spanish, and he was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Hierro of the Forest team was greeting him with a smile. It's also a kind of fate to be able to meet the Spaniards here, not to mention that they were once bitter enemies from the domestic league.

"What are you looking at? Sesk. Hierro followed Fabregas's gaze, which he had not had time to withdraw, and then found his teammate in front of him, George. Wood. He smiled knowingly. After the schedule came out and the league had just started the third round to play Arsenal, Wes. Mogan didn't give any less to George, the newcomers to the team. Wood had the "story" of how he managed to freeze Fabregas in the first place, so he knew a little bit about the feud between the two young men.

Although Real Madrid and Barcelona are bitter enemies in Spain, Hierro is also a Spaniard, and Hierro still knows some young Barcelona players, such as the Fransesco in front of him. Cesc Fabregas. It is said that he was once seen as the successor of Pep Guardiola and Xavi. Even if he hasn't seen Cesc Fabregas play, Guardiola has always known him very well, and if the young man in front of him is really that good, then he can successfully freeze his George. Who should Wood be called his successor?

In order not to embarrass Fabregas, Hierro cleverly changed the subject: "Are you looking for Pique?" He wasn't in the starting line-up. ”

Fabregas nodded: "It's a pity, I found out too." ”

Now that they no longer play for their old club, even if they are opponents, they don't have such a sense of sabre-rattling, and Hierro also joked about it: "You see, you are from Barcelona, I am from Real Madrid." But in Spain we didn't play each other. We're still going to be opponents here......"

Fabregas also laughed at the mention of those two teams: "But I booed you, Brother Hierro...... In the stands. ”

The "battle of the century" with Hierro in the past was always full of hot scenes, and the Spanish defender in the white jersey on the pitch would be merciless in letting go of any Barcelona player who dared to break through in front of him, for which he probably received the most boos. But that's a memory of years ago.

"Haha, what a coincidence. You said this to Piqué as well......"

The two stood in the players' corridor and chatted, looking like there was no atmosphere of a big battle at all. It's George. Wood remained upright, his eyes fixed on the exit ahead, uninterested in the conversation taking place around him.

Hierro is a veteran who has experienced countless such important occasions, and he knows how to regulate his mind and state. And what about Wood, as long as it's Tony. Don's word, he will abide by the execution.

Coach Donn said: Arsenal are our enemy! We're going to beat them!

Wood would treat the people around him as enemies, refusing to communicate with them, and his mind would be full of thoughts of defeating them.

It looks a little brainless, but I have to say that Don just likes his brainlessness.

The three referees at the front of the line looked back at the two teams and signaled that it was time for them to play. Hierro nodded to Fabregas and ended the chat between them, the smile on his face disappearing in an instant. The atmosphere of the crucial game returned to this corridor in an instant.

No one made any more noise, and no one exchanged words.

Outside, the stadium radio shouted: "Let's welcome the participating teams, Arsenal and Forest-!!" ”

"Alright, let's go!"

"It's time to play!"

The captains of both sides yelled loudly and took the lead and walked out.

The cheers from the stands roared and hit everyone's high faces.

(To be continued)