"George Wood! GOAL！ GOOAL！ GOOOOAL!! "The commentator shouted," Nottingham Forest is in the lead again! Ah! This is an unbelievable goal! George Wood started dribbling the ball from the midfield and went straight for the goal! Even with Gerrard and Mascherano giving up, he still managed to score a goal! This midfielder doesn't score often, much less such a spectacular goal! "
Seeing Wood shoot the ball into the goal behind Reina, Mascherano punched the ground hard. He was now regretting that he did not push hard enough just now …
He wondered if Gerrard would regret that he did not directly tackle Wood's foot just now.
After scoring, Wood froze for a moment, as if he had forgotten to celebrate. Then, when Aaron Mitchell and Ibišević rushed up to him to celebrate with a hug, he pushed them away and ran straight to the technical area at the side of the field.
When Wood broke through Gerrard and Mascherano's defense and entered the penalty area, Tang En had already stood up from his seat. He clenched his fists, waiting to celebrate the goal. Now that he saw Wood running towards him again, he also rushed out of the technical area and opened his arms, waiting to give Wood a warm hug.
It was Wood who saved his tenth anniversary. He had to thank him properly.
"Ah ha! Come on, George! Let me give you a warm hug like fire!! You little darling! "Tang En posed in front of the crowd, waiting for Wood to bump into him.
But Wood swept past him like a gust of wind. He did not even look at him, as if he was air …
"Hey …"
Eastwood stood not far away from Tang En. His team was in the lead again. Of course, he was happy, even though the goal was scored by Wood. But he still got up from his seat and cheered with his colleagues around him. Just then, Wood pounced on him and hugged him fiercely.
"Hey!"
"Wow!"
The people around them were like birds that were startled by Wood, scattering one after another.
Eastwood felt that Wood's hug was very strong, and was still exerting force, causing him to be unable to breathe.
"Wood … Wood …" Eastwood said with difficulty, "Are you … Are you going to … strangle me …"
Wood did not intend to let go. He buried his head in Eastwood's shoulder and seemed to be muttering something. However, in such a noisy environment, even if it was right next to his ear, Eastwood could not hear it clearly.
What is he talking about? What was he doing?
Eastwood's mind was filled with such questions.
Tang En put a hand on Wood's back and patted his head, shouting, "Alright, George! Are you going to murder your coach and former teammate? "
As expected, the leader's words were the most effective. After he said that, Eastwood felt the pressure on him lift. Wood released him, looked at him and said, "I'm sorry."
Then, before Eastwood could react to this sentence, he turned around and ran away.
In the end, he did not give the real protagonist of this match a "passionate" hug. However, Twain did not take it to heart.
"Ten years late." Twain stood in front of Eastwood and said with a smile, "But he's such an awkward person."
Eastwood looked at Wood's back and nodded. "Yes, an awkward person …"
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"After the goal, Wood ran over and hugged Eastwood. What a warm scene! The hug between the two of them has shattered any previous rumors of cracks within Nottingham Forest. The rumors about George Wood causing Eastwood's early retirement can stop … "
The commentator sighed after seeing this scene.
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Just like Gerrard's world-class shot could boost Liverpool's morale, George Wood's goal and his hug with Eastwood after the goal also boosted Nottingham Forest's morale. If everyone saw Forest as their own family, then everyone in the family was their own friends. When friends quarreled, even if it had nothing to do with them, as a part of the family, they would still feel pain, depression, and be disturbed.
Why did the incident between Eastwood and George Wood lead to the team's recent poor results? It was not just because Wood was not in good form.
So, when everyone saw Wood give Eastwood a hug in front of him, the stone in their hearts that was hanging in their throats was put down. This recovery of the team's morale was more obvious than Gerrard's world-class shot.
In the following match, the captain, who had regained the trust of the team, led Nottingham Forest to suppress Liverpool on the field. Tony Twain's adjustment to let Wood be the main attacker in the second half was completely out of Benítez's expectations. What he and the Liverpool players on the field did not expect was Wood's determination during the attack. It was a completely "I will not give up until I break" attitude. He must score, he must succeed, and he must win!
In the 77th minute of the match, Nottingham Forest scored another goal. The scorer this time was Aaron Mitchell. After receiving a pass from Wood in the penalty area, he used his long legs to break away from Skrtel's defense and suddenly raised his leg to shoot. The ball hit Agger's leg and changed direction, catching Reina off guard.
3: 1!
However, such a score was not enough for Twain to truly sit in the manager's seat. Everyone knew what kind of team Liverpool was. They were good at turning the tables when they were behind. Moreover, this was their home stadium, Anfield. More than 40,000 home fans would always be their strongest support, and the twelfth player on the field.
As long as the match was not over, even if they were leading by two goals, Twain could not say that they had won the match.
Fortunately, the players on the field also knew what kind of team Liverpool was. They began to retreat and play the defensive counterattack that they were best at, so that Liverpool did not dare to press forward with full force to counterattack.
This move was indeed very difficult for Liverpool.
It was not until the last five minutes that Liverpool finally got some good opportunities. They could not care less about defense. In any case, in the last five minutes, as long as they did not score, it would be the same even if they allowed the opponent to score ten goals. They pressed forward with all their might and frantically besieged the Forest goal with the singing of "You'll Never Walk Alone".
They successfully scored a goal in the 89th minute. At that time, there was chaos in front of the Forest goal. No one knew if someone kicked the ball or if the ball hit someone, but the ball just flew in. Although Akinfeev had made a save, he was still a step too late.
This goal boosted Liverpool's morale, and they planned to continue to work hard to equalize the score. However, Nottingham Forest did not give them such a chance again. The scene was thrilling for a while, but the Forest team finally managed to hold on to this score.
When the referee blew the whistle to end the match after four minutes of stoppage time, the stands were filled with boos directed at Tony Twain. This bastard had once again gotten his wish for a victory, and had escaped a calamity on his tenth anniversary.
Twain, on the other hand, looked very happy. He got up and shook hands with everyone around him. Everyone was congratulating him on his victory in this match that was full of commemoration.
Then, Twain walked over to Benítez and extended his hand to him from afar. The smile on his face was like the blooming of peach blossoms.
Benítez really wanted to hide from Twain at this time, but where could he hide under the watchful eyes of the crowd?
"Congratulations, Mr. Twain." Helpless, Benítez could only reluctantly shake hands with Twain.
"Ha, thank you. This was a good match. You guys did a good job, "Twain replied with a grin.
The two's hands touched lightly, and it was considered a handshake. Benítez turned and walked away, while Twain went back to hug the players on the field, thanking them for their efforts and contributing to his wonderful night.
He hooked his arm around Wood's neck and pulled Eastwood over. Facing the crowd of reporters, he said loudly, "I'm so sorry to disappoint you!"
"Hey, Tony! What's there to talk about about your 10 years? " The reporters did not care about Twain's taunts. Having dealt with him for a long time, they were used to his temper. He just liked to be eloquent.
Twain looked at Wood, who was the poster, and then looked at Eastwood, who was standing next to him. He said with some pride, "See for yourselves, my 10 years are all here."
A reporter went up to Wood and asked him what the hug was about. Wood regained his cold expression and said concisely, "To celebrate the goal."
The reporter asked, "Why did you think of hugging Eastwood to celebrate the goal?"
"I ran over and saw him, so I hugged him."
Twain heard Eastwood mumble softly next to him, "So awkward …"
He smiled.
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Back in the locker room, Evan Doughty and Allan Adams were already waiting there. They were going to present the commemorative trophy to Twain.
"I'm very sorry, Tony. We can't present you with this award on the field in front of so many people. "Evan handed the crystal cup in his hand to Twain.
"That's not important, Mr. Chairman." In front of the team, he was still very formal in his address. "I'm already very satisfied with winning the game. My team has already given me the best trophy, "he said to the entire team. In return, the players cheered and clapped enthusiastically.
At this time, Eastwood stood up and said to Twain, "Boss, the team has another gift for you."
Not long ago, he was still a player of this team, and he was very popular. Therefore, Eastwood's main job after becoming a manager was to be responsible for contacting the team and the coaching staff, acting as a bridge. Now, he was being pushed out as the face of the team.
While Tang En was still puzzled, Eastwood snapped his fingers. Bale and Pepe brought out a big cake in the shape of a crown. On the crown were ten rubies made of big cherries, representing Tony Twain's ten seasons in the Forest team. In the middle of the crown was written in red jam:
Only ten years, just the beginning.
"Boss, we hope you can do this for another ten years, another ten years." Pepe held up the cake and said what the entire team was thinking.
Twain's eyes were a little moist. This move was beyond his expectations. He felt that these players were too cute.
"Thank you." His voice was a little choked up.
"Alright, don't be so sad!" Kerslake called out from the side. He gave a few people beside him a look.
Wood and Eastwood held Twain down on both sides. Then, Pepe, who had been full of tenderness just now, suddenly put the cake in his hands on Twain's face …
"Happy tenth anniversary, Boss! Haha! "
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The reporters had finally waited for the Nottingham Forest manager to arrive late. But his appearance shocked everyone present, including Benítez, who had been waiting impatiently …
Twain's face was white, revealing only his two eyes. At a glance, everyone thought that a skull had come in. His dark red suit was also stained with white and red paste, and his black-dyed hair had turned white again.
"This is all cream." After Twain took his seat, he calmly explained to the dumbfounded crowd. "There was a little 'war' in the locker room just now … As revenge for them, I came out just like this and let you see how I was treated! You must write it in the draft and help me scold them. This is the irrefutable evidence of the disharmony in the Nottingham Forest locker room! "
He said it seriously. Some of the reporters below could not help but laugh. Even Benítez could not help but shake his head and laugh.
But some of the reporters could not keep their faces. Even a fool could hear the hidden meaning in Twain's last sentence. He was mocking the media who had previously hyped up the disunity in the Forest team.
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BBC5's "Match of the Day" used this scene as a special highlight of this week's league tournament and placed it at the end of the program. Lineker laughed happily as he watched Tang En angrily complain about the team's treatment of him on the screen.
"This is Tony Twain's 10th anniversary. Nottingham Forest has conquered Anfield, the most difficult place to conquer. It looks like George Wood and Eastwood have buried the hatchet. He has received a crystal trophy from the club, as well as a 'special gift' from the entire team … Ha!"
Beesley Beesley's draft in his column was completely different from the one he had written while enjoying football at Anfield. He had already deleted the draft he had written on the pitch. In the draft that everyone could see now, he congratulated Tony Twain on his victory and felt that it was reasonable for Forest to win. But in the end, he still wrote sourly, "Nottingham Forest is Tony Twain's team. With Tony Twain around, they are invincible. But if Tony Twain is gone … Perhaps Nottingham Forest should consider getting rid of their 'Twain dependency' in the future … "
However, Nottingham Forest's supporters were clearly unwilling to consider this issue. To them, Tony Twain would be like Ferguson, who would work at the City Ground stadium for the rest of his life until he retired when he was too old to work anymore. Then, everyone would erect a life-sized bronze statue for him outside the stadium. Even if he was no longer in the manager's seat, his influence would still be in every corner of Nottingham Forest.
This was the final scene a Forest king should have.
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