On April 22, the sky over Nottingham, which had been cloudy for several days, finally cleared. Barcelona used to be worried about the rain, but now they can breathe a sigh of relief. Heaven is right, the time of death for Nottingham Forest has arrived!

"The English are good at rain fights because it's always raining on their heads." Catalan journalists like to make jokes like this when chatting with each other. Compared to sunny Barcelona, the weather in England is musty enough.

"As long as the weather is good and the venue is good, the victory will definitely belong to us!"

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When the sun appeared in the middle of the city court, Thompson, who had been busy all night? Isakson is resting in the home team's dugout. As an old man over sixty years old, staying up late working like this is a big burden on his body, but he and his team finally finished Tony on time? The task given by Donn.

His old partner, old buddy Glenn? Shervi stood on the edge of the field, looking at the pitch that had been cleaned up after a night of work.

"I thought I'd never have had the experience of making a mess of a good pitch and still having a sense of accomplishment."

Isaacsen sat behind him and smiled.

"Sometimes I really don't know Tony? How Mr. Donne's brain is structured. He can always come up with a lot of this kind of way of yin others. Make the pitch look like a rotten vegetable patch and let everyone play on that kind of field...... I'm afraid there won't be a second coach in the world who would do that. ”

Shelvey said a lot of things to himself in front of him, but Isakson didn't answer, and he pointed to sitting in this special position to rest and enjoy what it's like to be a manager.

Shervey looked back at him and noticed that his old buddy was enjoying it, and then he noticed the position as well.

"When Tony? How does Don feel? He asked.

Isakson shrugged: "There are no fans and no team for me to command...... It feels far from good. ”

Shervy smiled and patted Isakson on the shoulder: "If you have those things, your heart won't be able to stand it!" ”

'Well, the pressure on the manager is too much. When I saw Mr. Donn arguing with the fourth official on the sidelines, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart......" Isaacson touched his left chest, "I really admire Mr. Donn, he's a man who has had heart surgery." ”

After chatting a few words about things that had nothing to do with work, Isaacsen stood up and looked at the venue, nodding in satisfaction. "I'm sure Mr. Donn will be happy with this place. Call it a day! ”

"Call it a day!" Shervey shouted to the other workers, and then he turned to ask Isakson next to him. "Would you like to have a drink, old man?"

Isaacsen waved his hand: "You go with them." I'll have to go back and get some sleep and then watch Barcelona play on our pitch in the evening. ”

"Hah!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

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Aron? Mitchel woke up early in the morning, and although there was no training on the day of the game, the team had to meet at Wilford in the morning, then take the bus to the hotel and rest until an hour before the game.

During the meal, Mitchel found that his hands were shaking slightly, too excited or too nervous?

He hurriedly made an excuse to go to the bathroom and flushed his head with cold water.

After rushing his head, he looked at himself in the mirror who seemed to be a chicken in soup, and repeated over and over again: "Aaron? Mitchel, it's just a normal game. Yes, all matches are just a normal game, what are you nervous about? He clenched his fists desperately, trying to see if he was still shaking.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists with all his strength, and stared at the man in the mirror, as if he was looking at the enemy who killed his father.

After a while, when he felt that his body was no longer trembling slightly for no reason, he wiped the water on his head and walked out.

Father and mother looked at their son strangely, and felt that the boy's mind was getting harder and harder to guess.

But today is the competition, and it is not good for parents to use too many questions to interfere with their son's mood and state. As my son often said - "The state is something that is not clear, it comes inexplicably, and it may also run away inexplicably".

It wasn't until Mitchel ran out the door that the parents looked at each other.

"I always feel that my son is a little abnormal these days."

"It's time for the game, he's a little nervous, right?"

"He's not playing again, what is he nervous about?" Although the father always has hope for his son, he is also a clear-headed football fan, and he knows that in such an important game, Tony? There's no way Don can give his son a chance.

"Is puberty just now?" The last dad muttered.

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By the time Mitchel arrived at Wilford, his team-mates had almost arrived in the squad. Seeing Mitchel coming over, he joked with him: "Didn't you sleep last night nervously, Aaron?" ”

"I slept well, Freddy!" Mitchel countered.

Looking at his serious expression, everyone burst out laughing. If you weren't really nervous, you wouldn't have this kind of expression.

"Hey, relax, Aron. The game hasn't started yet! ”

"Don't take Barcelona seriously, he's not as good as your opponent in training!"

"Are you saying we're strong?"

"Of course! Nottingham Forest is the strongest! ”

"Remember how you felt when you trained? That's what the game is all about! ”

"It's just the Champions Cup quarter-finals! I'm going to play a ...... like this every year."

"Less bragging, Freddie. We missed the quarter-finals for two years. ”

"Hey, Aron. Imagine that Barcelona's tallest centre-back is Piquina the Kid, but he's still a head shorter than you! You won't be afraid! ”

"You're talking about Piqui? Ah, that kid is familiar to me. Pepe, who had just arrived, interjected. He's got great physicality, but he's still lacking in technique and awareness. It's not as good as me! It's a pity, if you keep following me, you must have made rapid progress, but if you go to Barcelona......" he shook his head with a look of regret.

"I think Aaron will be marked by Pique, if you go toe-to-toe with him...... Honestly, I don't think you're going to take advantage, Aron. He then gave advice to Mitchel as Pique's partner. I think you should try to use your own skills......"

"But the boss didn't let me rely too much on my foot skills......"

"Stupid! It's not just about footwork. Your awareness, your positioning, these are all tricks! Pepe wanted to give Mitchel a kat on the head.

"The advanced skill of using movement to deceive opposing defenders is something that only a super shooter like me can master!" Freddy? Eastwood pretended to be a superior in front of everyone and was mercilessly despised by his teammates.

Everyone gave Mitchel this idea, but he was not nervous. Of course, he also thinks about the evening game, but he has no emotions other than anticipation.

He was sure he was really ready this time.

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"The world is in our hands! The world is in our hands! We are invincible and invincible...... Forest Forest! Nottingham Forest! ”

When the lights came on, a large group of fans sang outside the window.

Mitchel's father said goodbye to his wife at the door, then opened the door with the Forest scarf around his neck and walked out. He greeted a few familiar fans and then joined the red crowd. As they continued to pass through the houses and the pick-ups, more and more people joined them. It's like a raging river, carrying everything in its path, rolling forward and rushing to the sea.

They sang Nottingham Forest's anthem as they headed towards the City Stadium.

On this night, countless such teams flock to the brightly lit city stadium from far and wide. They usually don't know each other, but at this moment they are comrades fighting side by side.

Barcelona fans, on the other hand, gathered outside the city stadium under the protection of numerous police officers, or rather surrounded by them, waiting to be admitted. They were also singing Barcelona's duet, "Barcelona! Barcelona! Ba-Sa! The shouts can be heard from afar. The number of people is not small, but the momentum is not small.

They were more optimistic, and in an interview with the media before the game, they were confident that Barcelona would win this game. "We have Messidona! We also have Harvey and Xiaobai! We have Bojan! We are the best in the world! What's in Nottingham Forest? Tony? Donn, Tony? Donn, Tony? Dawn...... Where is he now? In the stands! Hahahaha! ”

In response, Nottingham Forest fans began to act as experts on the history of the two teams in front of the TV cameras, telling the Catalan media that Barcelona had twice met Nottingham Forest and were eliminated on both occasions except for the 2006 final. "Champion? We don't think about that kind of thing. We tell you, tonight we just want to see Barcelona crying home to find Mom! All champions have to bow down against Nottingham Forest, Inter Milan just lost, and Barcelona is no exception! ”

"Even though the game hasn't started yet, I still have to say it...... It's a really tight race! The BBC reporter sent back the report from the scene, and he finally said this.

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Buses from Nottingham Forest and Barcelona arrive at the same time, and the distance between the two buses is no more than 20 meters. With the help of police cars, they all made their way to the stadium on the banks of the crowded Trent River.

The players streamed out of the car, and some were in the mood to wave and smile confidently at the reporters and fans around them.

Tony? Don was also in the crowd, but he couldn't follow the team to the locker room. Two overseers sent by UEFA watched him right at the entrance of the passage.

"Hey, Mr. Donne! Can you give us an interview? ”

"Coach Donn, I have a problem......

Don glanced at the two overseers standing at the entrance, smiled at them, and stopped here to start interviewing reporters.

"I'd love to, do you have any questions?"

"In a game like Barcelona, you're banned and you can't even enter the dressing room, will that affect your team?"

"Nothing detrimental. My coaching staff is great and my players know what they're going to do. I will watch this game from the stands like a normal fan. After saying that, Donn opened the collar of his shirt and showed many media his special outfit today - there was also a red Nottingham Forest home shirt inside the shirt!

With the help of this, he also pulled out a Nottingham Forest scarf from his suit pocket, also red. He wore it around his neck and really looked like the regular fans out there.

'Pep Guardiola said in his pre-match interview that he was glad you couldn't command from the sidelines, what do you think?

"Is he complimenting me?" Don laughed. "The fear of my enemies is my glory. But what I'm telling him is that he can laugh as much as he wants, because I'm afraid he won't be able to laugh when the game is over! ”

"It looks like you're confident of winning this game. But where does this confidence come from, Mr. Donn? ”

"My team." Donn answered the question with a look of pride on his face, "They are the best team in the world. ”

"All husbands think his wives are the best, don't they, Mr. Donn!" A Catalan journalist disagreed.

Don glanced at him and noticed the Barcelona badge on the collar of his suit, which he was sure was a Barcelona fan.

"Oh, no, this gentleman. The wise saying I heard is that the wife is always the good of others, and the children are the best of their own. ”

With that, he stopped being interviewed and walked straight to the two UEFA match supervisors. When he walked up to the two of them, he spread his arms. "Do you need me to take my pants off?"

The two overseers looked at each other, wondering why Don said that.

"Let's see if there's some miniature microphone, radio transmitter or other high-tech gadgets hidden in my anus."

Hearing him say this, the expressions of the two overseers were as wonderful as if they had eaten.

"We ...... We're not a prison here, Mr. Donn. One of them replied with a disgust on his mind.

"Isn't it? I think you look a bit like a warden. Don snorted and walked past the two men.

"Where are you going, Mr. Donne?"

"Don't worry, I don't go to the locker room, I just go to the bathroom." Don looked back at them, "Do you want to go together?" You're welcome, I'll do the East. By the way, I can see if I can stuff a miniature microphone or satellite phone into my anus......"

"Mr. Donn!" One of them finally couldn't take it anymore, "We just had dinner!" ”

Don raised his hands and made an apologetic gesture, "But I'm doing it for your own good." If I do get in touch with the coaching staff through some high-tech stuff, you can't go back and explain it, right? ”

"I've never seen a coach kill himself for a win." The other spoke a little viciously, and it was clear that he had a lot of prejudices against Don. Or in other words, just after such a little time of contact, he has become a staunch "Don Enhei".

Don winked at him and uttered something utterly disgusting to him, "I will, Mr. Overseer." I'll do anything to win. ”

At the time, the two UEFA supervisors just thought that Don was deliberately saying angry things to disgust them, but it wouldn't be long before they found out that Tony? Every word Don says is true......

Tony? Don never lies, he can really do anything to win.

(To be continued)