After signing the autograph and returning to the car, Walker came over and asked Tang En, "I saw you with Mark Hodge. What did you two talk about? "
Tang En shrugged at Walker's overly nervous thoughts. "Nothing much. It's just like a conversation between a manager and an ordinary fan. He hopes the Forest team can win the last round of the game. "
Hearing this answer, Walker did not utter a word.
"Also, Des. I think you're a little too nervous. Although you all hate him, I don't think he's as bad as you say. He doesn't look like a bad person. "
Walker interrupted Tang En's words. "No bad person looks like a bad person. Some people are gentlemen, model husbands, and nice guys when they're sober. But once they get drunk, God knows what will happen! "Walker waved his hand exaggeratedly." Hodge is that kind of person. You think he looks good now, but that's only because he hasn't started drinking. "
Seeing that Tang En had something to say, Walker added, "And for Mark Hodge, the time he's drunk is much more than when he's sober."
It was also the first training session after returning to Nottingham from the away game, but Tang En felt that there were not as many fans outside the stadium as last time. The reason was that Hodge and the others did not come.
Tang En felt that it was worth pondering.
He had never seen Hodge and his men at the side of the training ground before. But after the team lost a crucial game, they came to the team's training ground to cheer for the team. Tang En could not associate such actions with those "football hooligans" who fought and caused trouble to tarnish the team's reputation.
Although they were not refined gentlemen, they were also doing their part for the team, weren't they?
Not to mention the real ones, even the fake "football hooligans" were too far away from Tang En's past 26 years of life. He lacked knowledge and understanding of football hooligans. He could not understand why the people around him would treat this group of fans who did not look bad but just loved the team more than anyone else. They said that wherever there were football hooligans, there would definitely be bloodshed. But he had not seen Hodge and the others take any extreme actions.
Michael brought little Gavin to watch the game. They came from the direction of the training ground and had clearly already gone to see George Wood. The team had just finished a training session and was resting on the sidelines. Tang En planned to go over to chat with Michael and the others and tease the cute Gavin.
But at that moment, he saw someone else beside Michael — Mark Hodge. The two of them seemed to be talking about something, but soon their emotions became agitated. Michael's expression was one he had only seen when Forest played against West Ham — anger. Mark Hodge had also changed his image of him. The two of them bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they spat at each other.
Even though he knew it was not good for him to suddenly intervene, Tang En still decided to see what was going on. Anyway, he had always been curious why Mark Hodge had gone to the Forest Bar to find Michael that night.
"Michael! Do you think this is good? The Forest team has fallen into the abyss, and now our club is not as strong as before since you withdrew. We need you to come back! Come back, Leader … "
"Hodge! I'm done with you. Naughty Forty is yours, not ours. "Michael interrupted Hodge." John, Bill, and I quit fourteen years ago. Didn't you cut all ties with us? I think that's good, we should never have any contact again! Goodbye, Hodge. "Michael took Gavin's hand and turned to leave.
"Wait … Michael! Do you really have the heart to abandon us, abandon the club?! "Hodge cried.
"What's there to abandon? For me, Gavin and Fiona are more than anything. " With that, Michael no longer cared what Hodge was feeling and led his son away from the training ground.
"The bastards from Millwall are coming in full force this time! We must not lose to them! Don't you think about the days when you used to fight side by side with the guys? Don't you think about the honor and reputation of the club? Hey! "No matter how hoarse Hodge shouted, Michael did not stop.
"Bastard!" Hodge shouted at Michael's back. "You treacherous bastard!"
"So this is why you want the Forest team to win against Millwall." Suddenly, a voice rang out next to him, startling Hodge.
"Mr. Tang …"
Tang En stood inside the barbed wire and looked at him quietly, as if he had not just said that.
"Uh … You don't understand, Mr. Tang. T-things are complicated … "Hodge was at a loss. He did not expect the Forest manager to suddenly appear beside him. "A club from Millwall has provoked us. They are mocking our team, mocking our club …"
"So what? My team will beat the team they support. They are just slapping themselves in the face. "
"That's right, Mr. Tang. You can get rid of them on the field, and I … "Hodge pointed to himself and said," will get rid of them off the field. It's all the same. You fight for the glory of the team, and so do we! There is no doubt about our feelings for the Forest team. It can even be said that no one can support the Forest team more than we do! We love the Forest team even more! We have been cheering for the Forest team since the days of Brian Clough. Twenty-four years! We will fight with the Forest team! " The more Hodge spoke, the more excited he became. He suddenly opened his arms, as if he had the whole world in his hands, and his eyes were full of fanaticism.
But Tang En was not interested in these words. He shrugged.
"Maybe. Twenty-four years ago … I forgot what I was doing. Hodge, I don't care what you plan to do. That's your freedom. But I also remind you not to pester Michael anymore. Maybe he once had a story with you, but that was in the past. Now Michael loves his son and family very much. "At the same time, he thought to himself, This speech is really clumsy …
Hodge nodded. "I know. Of course I know he loves his son very much. But … "
"Everyone has the right to choose, don't they?" Tang En grinned. "Respect other people's choices."
Hearing Tang En say so, Hodge was silent. He lowered his head as if in deep thought.
"I have to go back to training. Goodbye, Mr. Hodge. I will win the last round of the game, but not for your glory. It's for myself. "Tang En waved and turned to return to the team.
Looking at Tang En's back, Hodge muttered, "No. It's for our glory, Mr. Tang … "
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