Chapter 32: Recruit Report (Part II)
The impasse was finally broken by the laughter of Donn and Moore. Whether it's McDonald or Eastwood, see Tony in front of them. Don breathed a sigh of reliefβsomeone who could prove themselves right had arrived.
"Tony, you're here......"
"Mr. Coach, tell him quickly, I'm not a liar, I'm a professional player!"
Now Don couldn't speak at all, he just watched the two red-faced people laugh vigorously. Moore was on hand to help him explain: "I want to ...... There's a misunderstanding between the two of you......"
"No, that's right...... Don was finally able to relieve. Thank you Ian for being so dedicated, but the guy in front of you who is reporting in a station wagon is indeed a player I signed. β
MacDonald's mouth opened in disbelief, and he pointed to the yellow station wagon outside that almost blocked the entire gate and asked, "The pros who live in this kind of car?" β
Don nodded, yet to speak. Eastwood interjected impatiently: "This is our Gypsy tradition!" β
MacDonald pointed to the back of the car, where there was a trailer attached to the station wagon. Don looked over and was startled.
"It's also a gypsy tradition to bring a Malay training base?" The old doorman asked.
Eastwood exclaimed, "That's right! At a time when the automotive industry was not yet born...... Ahem, we gypsies travel the world in horse-drawn caravans! Horses and dogs are the most faithful companions of the Gypsies, just like family......"
Before he could finish his sentence, his wife disrupted him: "Don't tease, Freddy. I told you to leave it at your father's house, but you didn't do it. You can see Mr. Coach's brows furrowed. β
Don was indeed a little embarrassed, and the station wagon stopped recently, but it was good to say, what is the matter with this horse...... It's a training ground for professional teams, not a zoo.
"Yes...... That's the secret of my ability to guarantee status! "Eastwood is still stubborn.
"I told you a long time ago, it's time to change your warm-up habit of riding horses and shopping on the morning of every race!"
While the young couple was arguing, there was already a long line of barricades outside the gate. The players, coaches and other staff at the club are here to start the day. But now their cars are stuck in Eastwood's station wagons and can't get in. Many curious players simply gathered around the trailer, looking at the horse on the cart with no one next to him bowing his head and eating hay.
Don also found Evan in the crowd. The figure of Dogety!
Holy, Eastwood, you cow! The team made such a splash on day one. It's a pity that the media is not there, otherwise you will be red, big red!
Evan saw a young looking man and woman clamoring at the gate, and walked over in a crowd. He looked at Don strangely, "Tony, what's going on?" β
Tang En was also a little embarrassed, he scratched his head: "Huh...... New players, the first ...... I signed It's the Eastwood I'm telling you about. He pointed to the Eastwood couple who were still arguing, it was really strange that the little child who was crying a moment ago was lying quietly in his mother's arms at this time, with big bright eyes, watching his father and mother quarrel endlessly, he simply grinned!
What kind of family are these...... Instead of getting angry, Evan laughed, "It's funny. But you'd better advise them to drive in, otherwise none of us can get in. β
Don nodded, then interrupted Eastwood and his wife's argument: "I say, Eastwood...... Well, you guys should drive in first. ......"He wanted to talk about the parking lot, but when he thought about it, as soon as such a big car was put into the parking lot, it basically took up a third of the space, how could other cars be parked? He turned his head and saw an open space in front of Building One, so he pointed there and said, "Drive the car there, and we'll talk more about your horse." β
"Okay, I'll listen to you, Mr. Coach." Eastwood glared at his little wife, then returned to the car and started the station wagon.
Hearing the roar of the engine, the horses on the trailer finally stopped eating and looked up curiously at the players around them.
Eastwood saw the people gathered around the car in the rearview mirror, poked his head out and waved his hand and shouted, "Guys! Give way to it, I'm going to reverse!! β
Hearing this, those people hurriedly retreated, and the people who parked the car behind the trailer quickly followed and reversed to make room for this two-in-one behemoth.
Don and Evan stood in the doorway, watching Eastwood expertly reverse, shift, and hit the steering wheel before smoothly grazing the door and turning in. Tut-tut.
The passage in front of the gate was cleared and others could drive in. When everyone passed by the door, they didn't forget to say hello to the head coach and Mr. Chairman who were standing at the door.
After saying hello, Walker asked, "Tony, is the zoo here to deliver the horses?" β
Hearing this question, Evan suddenly laughed next to him, and Don looked at Walker very depressed: "Des, how did you think of such a question?" β
"Uh...... So who are they? He asked, pointing to Eastwood and his wife, who were walking towards him.
Donn smiled and said to him: "The first player I signed in the winter transfer window, our team's future striker killer, the cheerful and optimistic Gypsy Freddy. Eastwood, as well as his wife and children. β
Eastwood walked over and said quickly, "Alright, Mr. Coach, I'll park there as you asked!" β
Completely unprepared, Evan and Walker didn't hear the machine-gun-like abrupt words clearly, only Donn and Moore understood. Donn nodded, "Good, Freddy." Let me introduce you to it. He pointed to Evan, who was wearing a beige jacket.
"Evan. Mr. Dogetty, President of the Club. β
Evan and Eastwood shook hands: "Welcome, lad. β
"Hello, Mr. President!"
Donn pointed to Walker and said, "This is the team's assistant coach, Des. Walker. β
The two also shook hands.
Speaking to Eastwood, Done said: "Well, one thing to know is that the club will definitely not have a press conference for you alone, but they will let you in and meet the fans before the FA Cup game. But you can't play that game depends on how you are in training. β
Eastwood nodded. "No problem, it doesn't matter if you don't have a journalist, and I don't like any press conferences. As long as there's a ball to kick...... Let's go to training, Mr. Coach? He leaned over and asked Donn.
Seeing his impatientness, the people around him laughed.
"Don't worry, don't worry. Freddy, we still have some things to talk about. Like your horse......" Don gestured to the trailer that was still being watched in the distance.
"Ah, ......," Eastwood was about to explain, when he heard a cough from his wife behind him. Uh, horses...... Well, whatever you do......"
Seeing Eastwood's mood down, Don smiled, "Don't take the problem so seriously, Freddie. You can keep your horses in the zoo......"
Walker coughed next to him: "Tony, there is no zoo in Nottingham......"
"Uh......" Donn scratched his head in embarrassment, "I really didn't expect that there would be no zoo in a city surrounded by forests, okay...... You can board in those pet stores, and horses are pets, right? β
There was no objection.
"Well, foster in a pet store, sign a contract, let them take care of you, and if you don't take care of it, they will lose money. Then on the morning of each home game, you take out your horse and ride it around the streets to complete your top-secret warm-up. Don clapped his hands, "Don't you think that's good?" And if you're doing well, you've scored a lot of goals, you've made a lot of money, you can buy a little estate outside of Nottingham, so you can keep your horse in the garden and ride whenever you want. β
Eastwood thought about it, then nodded in agreement: "Well, if I find out that those pet stores aren't taking good care of my horse, I'll send it back to my father." β
"Okay, let's get to the second question...... Freddy, do you have to live in a station wagon? The era of caravans is over, and as far as I know, many Gypsies now live in brick houses, fixed dwellings with garages. β
Eastwood's wife and his opinion on this are unanimous. "I'm sorry, Mr. Coach. We are used to living in a car. Sam was also the son of a gypsy, and he had to live in the caravan first. The young wife, Serim, said as she looked at her son in her arms.
I really didn't expect this young couple to be so traditional. Don gave up trying to convince them and shrugged, "Okay, anyway, Freddy, I just want you to score for me, and I don't care where you live." It just so happens that there is still a large area of unused space in the training base, so you can find a suitable place to park and settle down...... But I have a word of advice, don't get too close to the pitch and be careful that the soccer ball flying out of the stadium will break the glass of your house. Go ahead, pick a good place, park your car there, and never worry that the councillors here will come to trouble you, this is our Forest team's territory. Donn opened his hand and said, "Park your car and go to Training Ground One, we're going to start training." β
Seeing Eastwood run away, Evan said happily, "Tony, why do you always find such interesting guys?" β
Walker frowned beside him, "But honestly...... Tony, have you ever seen him play? Obviously, he wasn't very comfortable with this player who didn't know the details.
"If you're an amateur game, you should have seen it." Donn honestly can't lie about this kind of issue, because Walker's coaching staff has to know the truth about each player so they can arrange everyone's training plans.
Evan suddenly shouted: "Tony, I think I heard you say that this man was kicked by our player and broke his leg?" β
"That's right, by George. Wood. β
Walker sighed, "Tony, are you really sure he's the one we need?" β
The yellow station wagon drove past them, and Eastwood poked his head out of the driver's seat window and shouted to Donn, "Mr. Coach! Which course is Training Ground 1? β
Don waved his hand across the road: "Look at your right!" Someone's piece! β
Eastwood turned his head to look, then twisted back again, "See!" Thank you Mr. Coach! β
The modern caravan continued to move forward, then turned a corner ahead and disappeared into a wooded field.
Don then looked back at Walker, nodded, and answered his question in a very affirmative tone, "I'm sure, Des." He's going to blow our minds away. β
(To be continued)