The celebration of Nottingham Forest's return to England's top competition lasted for three days in the old city of Nottingham. The City Hall Square in the city center was packed with people. The media wrote articles saying that it reminded people of the moment when Nottingham Forest won the Champions League for the first time in 1979. At that time, Nottingham was deserted. The welcoming crowd stretched from Birmingham Airport all the way to Nottingham. The bus passed by both sides of the streets were filled with Forest fans.
Of course, Forest, who had only won second place in the league, did not have to take the bus to parade. That was a little too complacent.
Even so, on the night after the game, Forest held a small internal celebration dinner. Evan Doughty fulfilled his promise and paid out of his own pocket to treat the team's players and staff to Nottingham's most famous Chinese restaurant. All the rules of the banquet disappeared. They could drink to their heart's content. No one would blame them if they got drunk.
Evan Doughty was also very excited, but he was the club chairman. With him around, no one could enjoy themselves to the fullest. He tactfully congratulated the players and gave them the promised bonuses. Then, he excused himself and left. Of course, he also had his own celebration. It was just that the people who attended that party were completely different from the players now. It was a very small party, but everyone who should be there was there. The guests were well-dressed and spoke politely. These people might not be fans, and their purpose was not to celebrate Forest's return to the Premier League. There was something more attractive waiting for them.
After Evan and Allan left, Tang En led the players to have fun. He was forced to drink by at least 15 people. In the end, he did not know how many bottles of beer he drank. In short, the glass in his hand did not seem to be empty. As a result, when he woke up the next day, his temples were still swollen and painful.
The following day, there were all kinds of phone calls, all congratulatory and thankful. Some were from Yang Yan, and some were from Kenny Burns. On the night of the game, he gave his stomach to the team. That night, he went to the Forest bar to participate in the free event that Burns organized to celebrate Forest's return to the Premier League. At the same time, he wanted to thank the fans who had always supported him and the team.
In short, it was another dark hangover. After drinking for two days in a row, his complexion didn't look too good, and his spirit was also affected. He didn't have that kind of ecstasy, but instead felt a little exhausted.
Thinking of the team's final gathering of the season that morning, he would also have to speak at that time. He spent half an hour showering, trying not to look like a drunkard.
11th of May. It was a beautiful morning with bright sunshine and a gentle breeze. In the face of such weather, Tang En's spirit finally recovered.
This was perhaps the first time Tang En had arrived a day later than the players. When he arrived at the training ground, there were already players in twos and threes. They gathered together and chatted casually. It was not a training day, so naturally, no one went to the locker room to change into their training clothes. They wore casual T-shirts and shirts, and there was no sign of nervousness on their faces. Crouch was the most exaggerated. He even brought a large suitcase to the training base, wearing a gaudy plaid shirt and shorts.
Tang En looked him up and down for a long time until Crouch was embarrassed. He frowned and muttered, "Damn it, Peter. You must have come to the wrong place. This is Wilford, not Hawaii. "
Amidst the laughter, Crouch said embarrassedly, "Boss … In fact, I bought a ticket to Barcelona at noon … I want to go directly from here to the Birmingham airport."
Tang En raised his eyebrows. "So I have to make it short. Otherwise, you won't be able to catch the plane. If you can't catch the plane, you won't be able to enjoy Spain's sunny beaches and nude baths! Ah! Those passionate Spanish girls have already opened their chests and are waiting for you! But if you can't get on the plane, all of this will be for naught … You'll be very sad, won't you, Peter? "
The people around him laughed so hard that they almost fell to the ground. They all liked to see Tang En being serious and making sarcastic jokes. It was his unique skill to liven up the atmosphere.
"No … I didn't mean that, boss …" The clumsy Crouch did not know how to explain. He was worried that the manager was really angry.
"Well, I won't take up too much of your time. Compared with a middle-aged man's endless chatter, a Spanish beauty wearing nothing is more attractive. I know. " Tang En deliberately sighed in disappointment. The laughter around him became softer — those people no longer had the strength to laugh out loud. "In fact, you can completely understand it as the jealousy of an old man who can't find a girlfriend until now …"
Speaking up to this point, Twain also laughed. He could no longer keep a straight face, especially when he saw Crouch's flushed face.
"Is everyone here?" He glanced around. Beside him, Walker replied with great tacit understanding, "Everyone is here, Tony."
"Very good. In order not to delay the tall and handsome Mr. Peter Crouch's courtship in Spain, let's get started." Hearing Tang En say so, everyone laughed and gathered around.
"The weather is good." Tang En stood in the middle of the circle, squinting at the sun in the sky. Beside him, Walker was empty-handed and did not hold anything like a tactical board. "You're also in a good mood. I believe that when you woke up yesterday morning, no matter what you saw first, no matter who was lying next to you, the first thing you did was to touch your wallet and let out a long sigh of relief, 'Holy Mother Mary, the bonus is still here!' "
The players burst into laughter.
"I say, guys, you finally don't have to worry about being punished for being late to training. Even if you sleep until midnight, you won't receive a love call from the club: Hello! Little darling, lazy bones, time to get up! You're going to be late for school … "Tang En tilted his head and imitated his mother's voice as if he was on the phone. Then he suddenly screamed. "No! You're already late. You little rascal, what did you do last night?! "
There was a louder burst of laughter. Since Tang En returned to the City Ground stadium, he had formulated a series of team rules to restrain the players. Among them was this: If a player was half an hour late for training, the coaching staff would directly call to "express their condolences" and ask the player with concern what had happened to cause him to be late for training.
After making a joke, Tang En decided to say something serious to wake up those who had not yet woken up. He turned to look at all the members of the coaching staff standing behind him, and then said to the players, "For us, this season, we had a terrible first half that could not get any worse, and a wonderful second half that I could no longer wish for. To be able to achieve such brilliant results under such unfavorable circumstances, I want to thank my coaching staff, to thank the team doctor … and to thank everyone who works for the team. Without your support, I would not have been able to lead the team to victory. "
There was applause from both sides.
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