Kerslake clearly saw the flames spewing out of the players' eyes. It had been a while since Tony had done this kind of instigation in the locker room, because there was no need to boost morale against most opponents. The Forest team's strength no longer needed to rely on a spiritual victory to win.
But in the face of Chelsea, in the face of Mourinho, Tang En brought out his trump card. Such a game was indeed worthy of such an opening.
Although Tony always said that the media was simply making things up and spouting nonsense without understanding anything, this time the media was right: Tang En did not want to lose to Mourinho. But this time, the media was right: Twain did not want to lose to Mourinho. He saw the victory of this game as more important than the following Champions League group stage.
"In three days, Chelsea has a Champions League group stage game, but Mourinho has sent out his strongest lineup. What does this mean? It means they're afraid of us. They dare not preserve any strength before an important game! " Tang En twisted his true meaning. In fact, he had also sent out all his strength before an important game, but he would never say he was afraid of Chelsea. The players did not care if Chelsea was really afraid of them, but they were willing to believe everything the manager said. Or rather, at this moment, they believed their manager. They believed that Chelsea was really afraid of them.
This was very effective. The crowd was agitated.
"Oh, that's right." Tang En seemed to have just remembered something, and his tone suddenly eased. "There's a special guest in the box for today's game. Freddie Eastwood. "
The name made the players feel familiar, even though they had not heard it for a long time. "Ah! That guy — "
"Boss, he's here to watch the game? Didn't the doctor say he's not allowed to watch the Forest team's game? "
Tang En nodded and said mysteriously, "Yes, the doctor doesn't allow it. So, I secretly let him come … "He pointed up." Now he should be sitting in the box, so you have to behave well. Don't let him have a chance to laugh at you — — 'Look, they can't beat Chelsea without me here! They still have to rely on me! '" Tang En imitated Eastwood's sharp, rapid, and indistinct accent as he spoke, causing a burst of laughter in the locker room.
The timing was just right. Tang En stretched out his right hand and spread his fingers in front of everyone. "I only have one request —" He clenched his fingers tightly. "Defeat them!"
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"Hu!" Eastwood exhaled. He was already standing at the top of the steps. He smiled at the man beside him. "Look, it's simple, isn't it?"
The man looked at the fine beads of sweat on Eastwood's forehead and nodded. "Yes, Mr. Eastwood." He was just an ordinary doctor in the hospital. At the request of the Forest Football Club, he accompanied Eastwood to the stadium to avoid any accidents, but there was no professional doctor around.
The image and reputation of the Romani people in England were not very good. Many people were full of discrimination and hostility towards the wandering people. There were even some proverbs like "Don't believe the Romani" … But Eastwood's performance just now made him full of respect for the Romani.
After going up the stairs and walking through a short corridor, they arrived at the private room.
"Let's go, I think the match is about to start."
The cheers outside suddenly became louder, and Eastwood strode towards the private room.
The doctor continued to follow him, but he was no longer looking at Eastwood as if he was a poor patient who could fall at any moment.
He was healthier than anyone else.
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"The players from both sides are already on the field! Albertini, who had recovered from his injury, did not appear in the starting list for the game. Twain arranged for him to sit on the bench. George Wood still wore the captain's armband and walked at the front. Looking at the way he held his head high, he was like a different person from the first time he played as the captain! This kid is improving really fast! " Motson did not hide his preference for Wood at all. In the BBC's online column, he also repeatedly wrote articles calling on Eriksson to recruit the young mixed-race player into the England national team. But Eriksson preferred the big stars who had been famous for a long time and had no intention of recruiting young newcomers in the midfield, which was already piled up with stars.
But there was also good news. Eriksson came to the City Ground stadium for the game. While he was inspecting the performance of the Chelsea players, he would also inspect the performance of the Forest players in the England team. George Wood was naturally among those being inspected. As long as he performed well enough and was eye-catching enough, even if Eriksson still insisted on his own opinion, perhaps all the media in England would advocate for Wood to be selected for the national team.
The English people had reason to be anxious. It was said that Wood's other nationality, Jamaica, was also considering inviting Wood to join the Jamaican national team.
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After the players had all entered the stadium, the Forest team's manager, Tony Twain, came out of the locker room with his coaching team and walked to the technical area.
As the host, he put on airs and let Mourinho enter the stadium first and wait for him for a few minutes.
The players on the field lined up and shook hands in turn. This was a necessary procedure.
On the sidelines, after the other members of the Forest team's coaching team took their seats, Twain walked to the visiting team's technical area and shook hands with the members of the Chelsea coaching team in turn, including Mourinho. This was also a necessary procedure.
When he shook hands with Mourinho, Twain smiled warmly and said, "Mr. Mourinho, aren't you going to consider the Champions League group stage in three days?"
Mourinho also smiled and said, "This is exactly what I'm wondering, Mr. Twain. Aren't you going to consider the Champions League group stage in four days?"
"Uh, I think a win against Chelsea would allow the team to go to Portugal in a good mood and form. It would also be very helpful for the Champions League game."
"Changing 'Chelsea' to 'Nottingham Forest' would be my answer, Mr. Twain."
"Hey! Let's hope this game is a good game … "
"I think so, too."
The two men let go of their hands. Twain turned around and walked back to his own technical area. No one had the upper hand in the verbal argument, but they did not expect to overwhelm each other in this aspect. No matter how eloquent their mouths were, it still depended on the outcome of the game.
The television broadcast captured the scene of the two managers shaking hands and sent it to thousands of households. Motson said, "Look at the bright smiles on Twain's and Mourinho's faces. They're like old friends chatting amiably …"
Lineker interrupted, "Do you really think so, John?"
Following that, the two commentators laughed happily in front of the microphones.
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