Tony Twain once again became a news figure, but this time he did not just appear in the local Nottingham media or the English media, but on the sports pages of the major European media.
The focus of the media coverage was naturally not the score of Nottingham Forest's narrow 3: 2 home win over Sporting Lisbon, but the debate that took place at the press conference after the game. The first to break the news was the media in Lisbon, Portugal. Of course, they could not be wrong about José Peseiro. The Portuguese described Tony Twain as impolite, arrogant, rude and uneducated country bumpkin and hooligan in the news. They slightly twisted the words he used to attack Pesero and published them as evidence.
The Portuguese media opened the first shot, and the English tabloids had no reason not to fight back. The Times fired the first shot of the English media's counterattack. The focus of the English media's counterattack was on Rochenbach's malicious violation in the game and the smug look on his face afterward — thanks to the advanced television technology, such a subtle expression could be captured, and it could be frozen and repeated for a long time for the audience to "enjoy."
The war of words between the two countries naturally attracted the attention of the media in other countries on the European continent. A UEFA Europa League Round of 16 match in which two players were seriously injured and one player was sent off. After the game, the managers of both sides did not stop arguing at the press conference. There were too many things to watch.
In a joking way, Tony Twain was now a manager with a European reputation.
But Twain was not in the mood to joke at all.
As mentioned earlier, two serious injuries in a game. Sporting Lisbon's Fabio Rochenbach was diagnosed with a torn ankle ligament and a slight bone fracture. Optimistically, he would be sidelined for 18 months!
It was unexpected that George Wood's seemingly ordinary kick would have such power. If Pesero had learned of the exact news and Rochenbach's recovery time after the game, he would probably have put on a "Mortal Kombat" with Tony Twain in front of the reporters on the spot.
Eighteen months, a full year and a half. It would be 2007 when Rochenbach could return to the field again. Even if he recovered, his state and body would certainly plummet and never return to the past. Rochenbach himself was a tough and tough defensive midfielder. Perhaps he did not know how many opponents he had injured in his career, but he certainly did not expect that one day he would be seriously injured.
Manager José Pesero had every reason to be angry, and Tony Twain was no exception.
As soon as the press conference ended, he received a call from Professor Constantine to tell him some bad news.
Freddie Eastwood's injury was to the meniscus.
Just hearing this name made Tang En's heart beat wildly. He had heard this term many times when he was a fan. Countless players had been ruined by this small meniscus.
Eastwood's right knee suffered another heavy blow, and the outer meniscus ruptured. He had to undergo surgery, and after that, he would need at least five months to recover.
This meant that if he was lucky and everything went smoothly, Eastwood would have to wait until the start of next season before he could play. Moreover, the meniscus was a special part that had little or no regeneration ability. Even if the surgery was successful, Eastwood's right leg would be permanently damaged. He could fall down again at any time because of the injury. Even if he was not injured, the damaged meniscus would greatly limit his performance. No one knew what kind of performance he could have when he returned to the field.
It had only been two years since the last time he was injured, and now he was injured again. Tang En was very worried that Eastwood's mind would collapse before his body had recovered. On the second day of the match, he decided to visit the striker, whom he had personally brought back from a community green in East London, in his personal capacity.
He hoped he could still see Eastwood's mischievous smile and hear his quick, sharp and cheerful voice.
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Nottingham University Royal Medical College.
Tang En had not been to this place for a long time. The first time he came here was to find someone to give an authoritative appraisal of his head. From then on, he got to know the loyal Forest fan, Professor Constantine, and also abducted two sports injury experts along the way. The most recent time seemed to be to send Shania, who had a fever. The first time he and the little girl truly "met" and "interacted" was in this hospital ward. Time passed so quickly. In a flash, a year and a half had passed.
Professor Constantine welcomed Tang En alone at the door. Even though Eastwood had suffered a sports injury and was not under his responsibility, as a personal friend of Tony Twain, he still helped a lot in this matter.
"How's his mood, Professor?" This was the first thing Tang En said to Constantine when they met.
"I don't know how to say it." Constantine shook his head. "We told him about the injury, and his reaction was very … Well, it's not appropriate to say that he was very happy. In short, he was the one who smiled and comforted him. But I always felt that his mood was very abnormal, or rather, it was not the mood that a normal person should show at that time. Do you understand what I mean, Tony? "
Tang En nodded.
"Two serious injuries in the same area. I'm worried about his career …" Constantine stopped halfway through his sentence. He knew that Tang En must be aware of it.
Tang En lowered his head and did not speak. He only quickened his pace.
Just like that, the two walked in silence all the way into the inpatient building.
Compared to the outpatient building, the inpatient building seemed a little deserted, or perhaps it should be said that it was quiet. Tang En and Professor Constantine's footsteps were very clear in the corridor. Finally, the footsteps disappeared in front of a door.
"It's here." Constantine pointed to the door with the number "402." "I'll go back first. Look for me if there's anything, Tony."
Tang En nodded again. "Thank you, Professor."
When Professor Constantine turned around and left, Tang En raised his hand and knocked on the door gently.
"Come in." A woman's voice came from inside.
Tang En pushed the door open and saw Thermim, who was still peeling an apple for Eastwood with his big belly.
Thermim's back was against the door, so he did not see who it was. Eastwood, who was lying on the bed, sat up. "Boss."
The ward was filled with baskets of flowers, as if it was a flower shop. The biggest bouquet was a gift from Nottingham Forest Football Club. There were also many Forest fans and players.
"Not bad, right, Boss?" Seeing that Tang En's attention was on the flowers, Eastwood teased him. "Even if I retire now, I can still open a flower shop."
Tang En laughed. "That's a cold joke, Freddy. Are you already thinking about your living arrangements after you retire? "
Thermim heard that the two were about to start discussing this topic, so he quickly put down the apple and found an excuse to leave.
Tang En watched Thermim leave, then asked, "Is the baby coming?"
"Three more months," Eastwood answered.
"You're already a father of two children at such a young age …" Tang En sat on the chair that Thermim was sitting on. He picked up the half-peeled apple and continued Thermim's unfinished work.
"Boss, haven't you thought of finding yourself a wife?" Eastwood laughed.
"Uh … I haven't met anyone suitable yet, have I?"
"What would be considered suitable?"
Tang En, who was peeling the apple, shook his head. "I don't know. This question is too difficult to answer. Besides, there's a saying in China that goes like this: a real man should aim to travel far and wide. It means that a man should put his career first. Before he succeeds in his career, he should put aside the matter of finding a wife. You see, I haven't even achieved anything yet. "
He shrugged and curled his lips.
"A legendary manager …" Eastwood murmured. It was a picture that Tang En had once painted for him. It was a beautiful picture. "I think … Boss, maybe you should find another legendary striker to partner with you."
Tang En peeled the last piece of apple and passed it to Eastwood. "Have you lost confidence in your own abilities, Freddy?"
"No, I've never doubted my own abilities before. I just … I just don't have confidence in my own body. "Freddy took the peeled apple and stared at it blankly. "Ever since I got injured for the first time, I'm already very satisfied to be able to play professional football. Boss, you've helped me realize a dream that I can only dream about occasionally. I've even won a championship trophy. Compared to the teammates I used to know in Grace Sports Team, I'm very lucky. Some people love football and have healthy bodies, but they can't even touch the surface of glory. What about me? I've also won a championship. I've played in European competitions, participated in England's top league, scored a goal … "
Tang En quietly waited for him to finish speaking. He then put away the fruit knife and looked at him. "Do you know the result of yesterday's match?"
Freddy nodded. "Thermim specially bought a lot of newspapers for me. I even watched the news on TV. We won. Not bad. It's a pity that we let our opponent score two away goals. "
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