The stalemate was finally broken by Tang En and Mol's laughter. Both McDonald and Eastwood breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Tony Twain appear in front of them. Someone who could prove that they were not wrong had arrived.
"Tony, you're finally here …"
"Mr. Coach, hurry up and tell him that I'm not a liar. I'm a professional player!"
Now, Tang En could not speak at all. He could only purse his lips and laugh as hard as he could as he watched the two men argue until their faces were red. Mol helped him explain, "I think … there's a misunderstanding between the two of you …"
"That's … that's right …" Tang En could finally catch his breath. "Thank you, Ian, for being so responsible. But the person in front of you driving a touring car to report is indeed a player I signed."
McDonald opened his mouth wide in disbelief. He pointed to the yellow touring car outside that almost blocked the entire gate and asked, "A professional player who lives in a car like this?"
Tang En nodded but did not speak. Eastwood interrupted impatiently, "This is the tradition of us gypsies!"
MacDonald pointed at the back of the car, where there was a trailer attached to the station wagon. Tang En craned his neck to take a look and was shocked.
"Bringing a horse to the training base is also a Romani tradition?" the old guard asked.
Eastwood said loudly, "That's right! Before the automobile industry was born … Ahem, we Romani relied on horse-drawn caravans to travel the world! Horses and dogs are the Romani's most loyal companions, just like family … "
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by his wife. "Don't tease me, Freddy. I told you to leave it at your father's house, but you just wouldn't do it. Look at how Mr. Coach's brows are furrowed. "
Tang En was indeed in a difficult position. It was fine if the touring car was parked nearby, but what was up with this horse? This was a professional team's training base, not a zoo.
"But … that's a secret that I can guarantee my form!" Eastwood was still stubborn.
"I told you long ago that you should change your warm up habit of riding a horse and strolling around the streets on the morning of every match!"
While the young couple was arguing, there was already a long line of people outside the gate. The players, coaches, and other staff members of the club arrived at the base at this time to start their day's work. But now their cars were blocked outside by Eastwood's station wagon and could not get in. Quite a number of curious players simply surrounded the trailer and looked at the horse eating the hay as if there was no one else around it. They discussed among themselves.
Tang En even found Evan Doughty in the crowd!
Damn, Eastwood, you're awesome! He had created such a sensation on his first day in the team. It's a pity the media isn't here. Otherwise, you'd be famous, very famous!
Evan saw a young man and woman making a racket at the gate. He pushed his way through the crowd and walked over. He looked at Tony strangely. "Tony, what's going on?"
Tang En was also a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "Uh … new players. The first one I signed … is the Eastwood I told you about." He pointed at the Eastwoods who were still arguing. It was really strange. The child who had been crying non-stop just now was now lying quietly in his mother's arms, his big bright eyes wide open as he watched his father and mother quarrel endlessly. He even grinned!
What kind of family is this …
Evan was not angry. Instead, he laughed. "That's interesting. But you'd better suggest they drive the car in. Otherwise, none of us can get in. "
Tang En nodded and then interrupted the argument between Eastwood and his wife. "I say, Eastwood … Well, you guys drive the car in first. Drive it to … "He wanted to say the parking lot, but he thought about it. If such a large car were to be placed in the parking lot, it would basically take up a third of the space. How would the other cars park there? He turned his head and saw an empty space at the entrance of Building One. He pointed there and said, "Drive the car there. We'll talk in detail about the problem with your horse."
"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 horse on the trailer finally stopped eating. It raised its head and looked curiously at the players around it.
Eastwood saw the people surrounding the car in the rearview mirror. He poked his head out and waved his hand, shouting, "Guys! Make way, I'm going to reverse! "
Hearing this, the people hurriedly backed away. The people who had parked their cars behind the trailer quickly followed suit and reversed to make space for the two-in-one behemoth.
Tang En and Evan stood at the entrance and watched Eastwood skillfully reverse the car, shift gears, and turn the steering wheel. He then smoothly turned the car in through the gate. They clicked their tongues in admiration.
The path in front of the gate was cleared, and the others were able to drive in. When everyone passed by the gate, they did not forget to greet the manager and chairman standing at the door.
After Walker greeted them, he asked, "Tony, are the zoo here to deliver the horse?"
Hearing this question, Evan suddenly burst into laughter at the side. Tang En looked at Walker gloomily. "Des, why would you think of such a question?"
"Uh … Who are they?" he asked, pointing at Eastwood and his wife, who were walking over.
Tang En smiled at him and said, "The first player I signed in the winter transfer window, our team's future frontline assassin, the cheerful and optimistic Romani Freddy Eastwood, as well as his wife and child."
Eastwood walked over and said quickly, "Alright, Mr. Coach, I parked the car there according to your request!"
Evan and Walker, who were completely unprepared, did not hear the machine-gun-like words at all. Only Twain and Moore understood. Tang En nodded. "Very good, Freddy. Let me introduce you. "He pointed at Evan, who was wearing a beige jacket.
"Mr. Evan Doughty, the club's chairman."
Evan shook hands with Eastwood. "Welcome, lad."
"Mr. Chairman, how do you do?"
Tang En pointed at Walker and said, "This is the team's assistant manager, Des Walker."
The two shook hands as well.
After the introductions, Tang En said to Eastwood, "Well, there's one thing I need to let you know. The club will definitely not hold a press conference just for you, but they will let you enter the stadium to meet the fans before the FA Cup match. But whether you play in that match will depend on your form in training. "
Eastwood nodded. "No problem. It doesn't matter if there are no reporters. I don't like press conferences either. As long as there's a ball to play … Shall we go train, Mr. Coach? "he asked Tang En, leaning forward.
Looking at his impatient look, the people around him all laughed.
"Don't rush, don't rush. Freddy, we still have some things to discuss. For example, that horse of yours … "Tang En pointed at the trailer in the distance, which was still surrounded by people.
"Ah, horse …" Eastwood was just about to explain when he heard his wife cough from behind him. "Uh, horse … Alright, do whatever you want with it …"
Seeing Eastwood's mood drop, Tang En smiled. "Don't think of the problem so seriously, Freddy. You can leave the horse in the zoo … "
Beside him, Walker coughed. "Tony, there's no zoo in Nottingham …"
"Uh …" Tang En scratched his head awkwardly. "I didn't expect a city surrounded by a forest to not have a zoo. Alright … You can leave it in those pet shops. Horses are considered pets too, right?"
No one objected.
"Yes, leave it in the pet shops. Sign a contract and let them take care of it for you. If they don't take good care of it, let them pay for it. Then, on the morning of every home game, you can take out your own horse and ride it around the streets to complete your top-secret warm-up. "Tang En clapped his hands." Don't you think that's good? And if you perform well, score a lot of goals and earn a lot of money, you can buy a small manor outside of Nottingham. That way, you can keep the horse in the garden and ride it whenever you want. "
Eastwood thought about it and nodded in agreement. "Alright, if I find out that those pet shops don't take good care of my horse, I'll send it back to my father."
"Very well, let's solve the second problem … Freddy, do you really have to live in a caravan? The era of caravans is over. From what I know, many Romani are now living in brick houses, fixed residences with garages. "
On this point, Eastwood's wife and he had the same opinion. "I'm sorry, Mr. Coach. We're used to living in a caravan. Also, Sam is the son of a Romani. He also has to live in a caravan. "His young wife, Sam, looked at her son in her arms and said.
He did not expect this young couple to be so traditional. Tang En gave up on trying to convince them and shrugged. "Alright, Freddy, I just want you to score goals for me. I don't care where you live. It just so happens that there's a large empty space in the training base. You can find a suitable place to park your car and settle down … But I have a word of advice. Don't get too close to the field. Be careful of the flying football breaking the windows of your house. Go, choose a good place and park your car there. You definitely don't have to worry about the councilors coming to find trouble with you. This is Forest's territory. "Tang En opened his hand and said," Park the car and go to training ground number one. We're about to start training. "
Looking at Eastwood running away, Evan said happily, "Tony, why do you always find such interesting people?"
Walker frowned at the side. "But to be honest … Tony, have you seen him play before?" Clearly, he was not at ease with this unknown player.
"If it's an amateur match, I should have seen it," Tang En said honestly. Tang En spoke the truth. He could not lie about such an issue, because the coaching unit led by Walker needed to know the true situation of every player. Only then could they arrange everyone's training plans.
Evan suddenly shouted, "Tony, I think I heard you say that this person's leg was broken by one of our players?"
"Yes, by George Wood."
Walker sighed. "Tony, are you sure he's the person we need?"
The yellow touring car drove past them. Eastwood poked his head out of the driver's seat window and shouted at Tang En, "Mr. Coach! Which field is training ground number one? "
Tang En waved his hand and pointed across the road. "Look to your right! The one with people! "
Eastwood turned his head to look, then turned back. "I see it! Thank you, Mr. Coach! "
The modern caravan continued to drive forward, then turned a corner in front and disappeared into the forest.
Only then did Tang En turn back to look at Walker. He nodded and answered his question with certainty, "I'm sure, Des. He'll surprise all of us. "
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