Don didn't know what he was saying wrong...... Anyway, he was cold.

Fortunately, Robson quickly saved Donn, who was in an embarrassment, and he smiled, "Maybe it is, maybe it isn't." You know, Mr. Donne, I was born in Newcastle and I didn't get the chance to coach my hometown team until I was 66 years old, before I was wandering all over the world, the Netherlands, Portugal, Spain...... Mr. Donn, you're much luckier than an old man like me. By the way, do you need legal help from the Coaching Association for that trouble that could be sued? ”

Donn shook his head and declined Robson's kindness: "Thank you, Sir, but I've found a lawyer who is willing to fight my case." ”

Robson nodded, "That's good." Enjoy the party and leave all your worries behind. Have a nice day. After saying that, Robson and Clough both left and walked towards a group of old men, who should have coached various teams in England. Maybe they were hostile to each other when they were coaches, but that didn't stop them from drinking and chatting together after they retired.

Football, life, that's it.

No one came to enthusiastically lead him into the circle, and Don was a little suspicious of Clough's purpose in bringing him to the reception - he hadn't received an invitation from the Coaching Association before. Was it Clough's whim, or was it because his son Nigel had left for something and needed someone to accompany the old man who had just recovered from surgery?

Don stood in the doorway, surveying the bustling venue. It's a sizable bar, but it's not as glittery as Donn had imagined, and it's full of high society. It's actually just a bigger place than a normal bar, where everyone gets together to chat and drink, and some people come in and some people go out, very casually. Some of them knew Donn, had seen them on TV when he was a fan before, or the opponents he had met since he took charge of Forest, but most of them he didn't know their names.

Ferguson was surrounded by a crowd of people congratulating the Premier League's manager of the decade and saying all sorts of compliments. There is no distinction between countries and races, and it is popular everywhere. Ferguson smiled as he accepted the congratulations from others, and United were in a good mood when they overcame Arsenal to win the league title this season.

But Don had no intention of going up and joining in the fun. One, he was not acquainted with Sir Fergus; Second, his surname is arrogant and he doesn't like to follow the crowd. If everyone had snubbed Sir Alex Ferguson at this time, he would have taken the initiative to go up and congratulate him, but if most people were doing the same thing, he would not have done it. It's not necessarily that he hates Ferguson and what he's accomplished, it's just because of his surname.

Everyone likes to join in the fun, but he wants to drill into the corner. Just like his fixed seat in the forest bar is in the innermost corner, today he walked around and walked to the corner of the room where there were no people, looking at the group of people in front of him coldly, and there was no excitement at all to stepping into this circle, these people are the head coaches of professional teams, real head coaches, and what are they themselves...... A dismissed substitute only.

Ferguson was the center of attention in the room, and he could have his place in front of the old men who had retired.

Don casually found a seat where no one was there, and slowly sipped the wine in his glass. I was a little bored and played the game of "finding acquaintances" to see how many faces I could recognize.

He recognised a number of faces whose names he had only heard but rarely seen, but who had not seen two foreign managers in the crowd, one was Chelsea manager Claudio who was in the midst of buyover rumors. Claudio Ranieri, many people in the room may not know what is coming, but Donn knows that the tinker will soon be the focus of their jealousy - today is June 27th, and if his memory is correct, Chelsea officials will announce that Roman Abramovich has officially become the new owner of the London club on July 1 or 2. Bates bought Chelsea FC for £1 and now sold for $60 million, with all other debts gone, which is a good deal. Donn has some regrets: why didn't he travel back in time to before 1982 and buy Chelsea for a pound before the Jew...... The other is Alex Ferguson's sworn rival in the Premier League for a decade, Arsenal manager France's Jose Fernandes. Wenger.

Donn thought about it, and Wenger's absence was purely normal. The Frenchman is almost out of step with the entire English football scene, and he never sits down for a drink with the opposition manager after a game, and although this is a tradition in English football, Arsene Wenger has no intention of complying with it. In his view, many of the traditions of English football are rotten and stubborn to hinder the development of football in the country.

Don agrees with this, and he doesn't think it's a good tradition for everyone to smoke and drink together at halftime to discuss how to play in the second half.

Just when Don was in a daze, there was one more person beside him. "Is there anyone here?" He asked politely, but Don didn't react, and he shook his head reflexively.

"Thank you." The visitor sat down, then extended his hand to Don to introduce himself. "Hello, I'm David. Moyes. ”

Hearing this name, Tang En's body trembled slightly, and he withdrew from the fugue and turned his head to look at the young marshal in front of him with some surprise. Slightly pale skin, thin pointed face, short light brown hair, gray eyes...... It's really Everton manager David. Moyes!

"Ahh Hello, I'm Tony. Dawn. Nice to meet you. Don hurriedly stretched out his hand in response.

"Me too." Moyes, who withdrew his hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Why are you sitting here alone?" ”

"I'm not a big fan of joining in...... Donn shrugged, then suddenly remembered one thing he had forgotten, "Congratulations on winning last season's Coach of the Year." ”

"Thank you." Moyes smiled sheepishly, having managed a Premier League team for the first time last season, and he didn't expect him to be a success. Don has some affection for the young coach because he has followed Everton's game, which was sponsored by the Chinese company Kejian in the 02-03 season, and two Chinese players came to the team for trials, and finally Li Tie successfully stayed, wearing the Everton shirt with Chinese Chinese characters printed on the chest to play in the Premier League.

Don didn't know what to say next, and the atmosphere should have been cold, but Moyes suddenly raised his voice: "I remember, Mr. Donn...... You are the manager of Nottingham Forest! ”

These words poked Tang En's sore spot, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It used to be." ”

"Even though I'm already in charge of the Premier League, my family still follows Preston North End a lot and my eldest son is a big fan of Preston North Easton. He sometimes talks to me about Preston North End opponents, but it's Nottingham Forest that he talks about the most. Do you know why? ”

Don didn't answer, just looked up at Moyes with a smile on his face.

'Because Forest have an impressive manager. That's what my son said. Forest were the team with the biggest difference between the two halves. If you're worried about where to go, head to Preston, where I'm sure you'll be welcomed. ”

Behind the three phone numbers in Donn's pocket, there is no Preston name. But Moyes's statement made him a little tempted. He sat in his seat and pondered, and Moyes did not bother, but simply drank his own wine.

At this time, Don saw that Clough, the crowd in front of him, was waving to him, and he quickly apologized to Moyes next to him: "I'm really sorry, the boss is calling me." Nice to meet you. ”

David Moyes shook his hand: "Me too, hopefully one day we can meet on the pitch, it must be exciting!" ”

Saying goodbye to Moyes, Donn walked up to Clough and found two yellow-skinned and dark-haired men standing next to the old man, a man and a woman, who looked like journalists. "What's the matter, chief?"

"Well, you go and get Bobby over for me."

Don nodded, but more attention was on the woman. She looked young, about twenty years old, in a light gray women's suit, and a pair of slender legs under a tight short skirt, the only thing that Donn didn't like was that the woman had short hair. Because he turned his back to him and couldn't see how his face looked, Don glanced at it and turned to look for Robson.

The old man is actually quite easy to find, because his silver hair is too conspicuous. Donn took Robson to Clough, who pointed to Robson and said to two reporters: "These two Chinese reporters asked me why I made you the head coach of the England national team at that time?" When Mason Greenwood left the England squad in 1982, he was more popular than anyone else, but it was Bobby who eventually became the manager. Robson.

Hearing that the old handsome Robson was coming, both reporters turned their heads. Tang En was able to see the female reporter's face clearly. When he saw the face of the lightly powdered delicacy, Tang En breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was not the popular domestic "I want to commit a crime from behind, and I want to defend myself from the front". The facial features are very delicate and oriental, and they are indeed Chinese. As for the other male reporter, he was automatically ignored by Donn.

The two reporters were a little excited when they saw Robson coming, and Don was naturally ignored by them.

Hearing Clough's question, old Robson burst out laughing: "Because everyone knows you don't want to play with those FA bastards!" ”

The reporters laughed, and Don stood behind them, silent and unobtrusive like a follower. All his eyes were on the beautiful Chinese female reporter, and seeing that she covered her mouth and smiled happily, he felt that today was not in vain. It's better to have beautiful women to appreciate than to look up and look at all the big men.

The two Chinese reporters chatted with Robson for a while and left satisfied. Down's "beauty tour" also ended. He was back in the corner and Moyes had already been pulled to celebrate his first individual award. Watching Moyes, who was only thirty-nine years old, surrounded by everyone, showed the smile of a successful person. Don felt a little pantothenic acid in his heart. He never thought he was weaker than others, but this time he lost at the starting line.

He hates failure and doesn't want to be a loser. But on this occasion, he is the biggest loser. Donn didn't understand why Clough was bringing him. He felt uncomfortable when he saw these people talking happily. Ferguson, Eriksen, Moyes...... Among these big-name coaches, he doesn't have the idea of chasing stars at all, because he sees these people as his opponents.

One day, Don will defeat you one by one! This is not the false words of an ignorant boy, this is a vow he made in the depths of his heart.

※※※ In consideration of physical reasons, after the lunch buffet, Brian. Clough said goodbye to Don, and everyone came out to say goodbye very warmly, but almost everyone ignored Don beside Clough. For these professional coaches, a newcomer like Don has seen too much, and no one will take him to heart.

In this circle, if you want to win everyone's attention, if you want other people to revolve around you, and if you want to get their recognition, you have to show some achievements.

In fact, Donn would love to ask Clough why he was brought here when he was in the car. But as soon as they got on the bus, the old man dozed off in the back seat, and with his slight snoring, they returned from Sheffield to Nottingham.

Donn told Nigel that he didn't have to go straight back to his house, he wanted to go to the Forest training base to have a second look.

As the car stopped at the gate of the Forest's youth camp, Donn said goodbye to Nigel, then looked at his squinted head, who seemed to be asleep, and opened the door to get out of the car. Just then, Clough's old muffled voice sounded behind him: "Boy. ”

Don looked back at Clough, who was still keeping his eyes closed.

"Nowadays, many people still talk about my achievements and glory in the city from time to time." Clough leaned back in his seat and his lips squirmed, "I led the team to two European Championships, a league title, four League Cups, a UEFA Super Cup, and 42 games unbeaten...... What do you think of this achievement? ”

Donn replied, "Great." ”

Then they lost three of their six games, the second-worst managerial result in the club's history, and were sacked after forty-four days. What do you think of this achievement? ”

"Uh......" Donn didn't know how to answer the question.

"It's rare to talk about my time at Leeds these days...... "The old man sighed, perhaps one of the few flaws in his coaching career, "let's go home, Nigel." ”

The old man did not open his eyes the whole time.

Don said goodbye to the two and got out of the car. Then he stood on the side of the road and watched the white Ford disappear at the end of the boulevard, the wind ruffling his hair and clothes, he thought...... There is no need to wonder about the purpose of the boss taking him to the coach association cocktail party.

Because he already has the answer in his mind.

Whatever my final choice, I still want to thank you, sir. This is the second time you've helped me......

(To be continued)