Godfather Of Champions

    Chapter 226 Relaxation

    Two days before the Champion Cup finals, the Forest team arrived in Paris early.

    “Paris, the capital of fashion. Anelka, how is it going to go home? ”Ribéry asked his compatriots.

    Anelka looked at the view from the window and said faintly: "Not bad. ”

    He was not born in Paris, but his first professional football club was Paris Saint-Germain, staying in Paris for a long time, and now Paris has his house.

    "Hey, I said, don't you talk in French, we don't know what you are talking about. "Ashley Yang on the side is very depressed.

    "France is more beautiful…"Eastwood whispered to the fashionable beauty who had walked on the road outside.

    "Freddy, you have the father of two children, pay attention to the image. Twain was playing a joke in front of the player, causing a burst of laughter inside the car.

    Everyone on the team looks very relaxed, with one exception.

    Twain looked back at Eastwood and looked at George Wood in the back row. He was staring at the Paris street scene outside the window, and didn't care about what had just happened in the cabin.

    Twain sighed in his heart.

    Originally, George Wood didn't have to come with the team because he couldn't participate in this finals. But Twain still insists on bringing him, hoping to show him as an important member of the team.

    This approach seems more like a comfort, but there is nothing better than comfort. Wood must feel like an outsider, everyone can marry the Championship, but he can't.

    And most importantly, Twain can't go to comfort Wood now. He couldn't walk to Wood's seat in the eyes of the crowd, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter, George. Even if you can't play. Also a member of the team.

    "That everyone's attention will be placed on Wood, and that's what Wood doesn't want to happen."

    In addition to looking at Wood, sighing in my heart, Twain can't do anything.

    When the team bus arrived at the hotel where they stayed, there were already a lot of media waiting there.

    This finals has long been characterized by the media as "Decisive Battle of Artistic Football and Utilitarian Football."

    Barcelona is naturally representative of Artistic Football, and Nottingham Forest FC is considered to be a representative of utilitarianism because it has always insisted on defensive counter.attack and ugly football.

    Twain is very dissatisfied with this. He does not deny that his team has some utilitarianism, but he hates the media to make the two teams so simple and rude. Put Barcelona on the altar to pay homage.

    But the Nottingham Forest FC was used as a target for swearing.

    How is it ugly to play? I can win if I play ugly. How about playing art? Don't look at the scenery of Barcelona now, who hasn't known about it for a few years.

    The first Twain foot that got off the bus just stepped onto the ground, and there were countless microphones on his sides from the channel. The problem was thrown at him one by one. There was nothing new, most of them were out of the wood. Relevant land.

    As the game approached, Wood's absence of finals was heating up. Everyone wants to see the Forest team, which started off the defensive, after missing the most important defensive player in the team. How will you deal with Barcelona?

    "How to deal with it? Didn't you know when you got to the game? ”As he squeezed forward, Twain answered a similar question very unfriendly.

    "Excuse me, Twain Mr. As everyone knows, your team has always relied on defense to get into finals. Will Wood's absence make you more aggressive in seeking offense? ”Someone in the crowd asked with a scorpion.

    Twain heard the question and he stopped. Look into the direction of the sound. This problem touched his anti-scale, let him look for big opportunities and excuses in the past few days.

    "Who was this question asked?"

    A bald man stood up. "Mundo Deportivo journalist ……"

    He planned to introduce himself, but let Twain interrupt it directly. "Catalonia's media? No wonder. Why, do you look down on defense? Do you think that it is shameful for us to score finals by defense? Barcelona is very artistic and offensive.

    Have the ability to recommend Rijkaard, let him not play Defender and Goalkeeper, the offensive, the end of the art? Have you covered football for a few years? Do you know football? Where are you from? ”Twain almost went on to say "your mother, your surname", but fortunately he suppressed the anger of his heart at a critical moment, without swearing.

    "Do you know what defense is? Do you understand the significance of defense for modern football? We rely on defensive 'can' to enter finals. Are you upset? Do you think that your support team will have a headache in the face of our defense, so will you say that? ”

    With the rise of the embarrassment, Twain simply did not leave.

    He put the suitcase on the ground and put his finger out to the Barcelona journalist to count: "Let you write in these media – the battle between Artistic Football and utilitarian football! We are utilitarian? Let me calculate for you, starting with the 16th and ending with half finals, how many goals did Barcelona score? Six How many of us did Nottingham Forest FC enter? One in eight finals we went in five! ”He opened his hand, in front of the poor journalist.

    "At the end of the half finals, we scored nine goals! Do you always like to use the number of goals to measure whether a team's offense is strong? We entered nine, Barcelona six. Who is utilitarian? Who is offensive? ”

    Someone in the crowd whistled. This is the sorrow and the buzz of watching the fun. Everyone likes to see Twain doing this. Because this means that they will soon have a hot news report.

    The players who got off the bus saw the Manager pointing at the nose of a journalist and stopped to watch the fun. Chrislake then urged them to hurry into the hotel. Don't delay time here.

    "My team is not a circus for entertainment. I am not obligated to meet the little hobbies of these people. I only care about my supporters and the Board of Directors' evaluation. The Champion trophy is my goal. It doesn't look good, I don't care.

    Artistic Football ? I am not Picasso and Van Gogh. Goodbye, Barcelona Mr. ”

    After venting his heart, Twain pulled the box back and turned away from the bustling hotel door.

    Wow Boss is cool…"Lennon looked silly.

    "I can foresee what the headlines of the major media will be tomorrow…"Albertini said next to him, a lot of helplessness in his tone.

    Finals has not yet kicked, Nottingham Forest FC has become the focus of media attention…Rather, it’s their Manager Toni

    Twain has become the focus of everyone's attention, and the Spain media has slammed Twain's speech at the hotel's door yesterday, arguing that he lacks basic respect, arrogance and gibberish.

    The media of Nottingham and even England is Tivain. Trying to shape him into a character coach and advertise that he is saying this because of his straight temper…

    As for other neutral media, they are competing to report the matter with a lively mood. Some media titles are very talented – the war between Tony Twain and Barcelona.

    Readers can think of this as a challenge for Twain alone to the Barcelona team, or as a challenge for Twain like Don Quixote to the city of Barcelona and the Catalonia behind it.

    In short, because Twain was impulsive, the focus of attention and the firepower of the opponent's media were concentrated on him.

    David Chrislake is puzzled by this. He knows that Twain is grumpy when facing the media and knows that Twain is in a bad mood recently.

    Maybe because the war is approaching, it makes him nervous and nervous…But the question of the journal at the time did not slam the Forest team's Tactics conservatively.

    The comments written in other newspapers by the media are much more polite. He doesn't understand why Twain has made such a big fire.

    The next day, Twain called the waiter and gave him a tip. Let him go out and buy all the sports newspapers that can be bought. Then he turned all the newspapers he bought back to the one with his own photos and news, neatly and discharged into the bed.

    The sunlight outside the window spilled in and shined on the bed. He can't read French or Spanish, but it doesn't prevent him from enjoying his photos.

    Just like enjoying art. He stood by the bed and stared at the newspapers with ink scent.

    So when David Chrislake knocked in the door, it was amazing to see this scene.

    "Toni, what are you doing?"

    "As you can see, read the newspaper. Twain was not biased and continued to look at the newspapers on the bed.

    "Look at it this way?"Chrislake came over and learned Twain's look, but he didn't see anything except the eye-catching photos.

    "Do you understand?"So he asked.

    "You don't need to understand. I can guess what they wrote. It’s nothing more than the old things…Would you like me to repeat it to you? ”

    Chrislake shook his head: "I am coming to ask you, Toni. What did you think was wrong when you got angry at the hotel door yesterday, very embarrassing. Or—I think your temper is too sudden. ”

    "Emotional venting is not a game, but also warm up in advance…"Twain walked over and pointed to the newspaper on the bed and said, "You see, all my photos, my name. They are all discussing me.

    Whether it is supporting me or my mother, all the focus is on me…"

    "You are famous. Toni. But you don't need to have this name…"

    "Do you think I am famous? Then I might as well go to the Eiffel Tower and strip off my clothes and pants to play bungee jumping. Twain put the newspapers together, vacated the bed, and then threw himself on the bed.

    He looked at Chrislake, who was still on the side, and asked, "How are the players?"

    "It's not bad. ”

    "Are they nervous?"

    "Several people are nervous, but not all. ”

    "Is everything normal?"

    Cris pulled a nod: "I think it's ground. ”

    "What about those journalist?"

    "I am trying to interview you." ”

    When he heard the Assistant Coach say this, Twain laughed. "Let them find it. ”

    "Hey, Toni, you haven't answered my question yet." ”

    what is the problem?

    "Why are you suddenly making that fire?"

    WhyI just hope that the media can focus on me and leave some space for the team. It seems that I am doing a good job now. Finally, no one will ask the damn Tactics and Wood in the absence of the game.

”

    Twain rolled over and sat up from the bed: "Go, David. It's time for lunch. ”

    At lunch time, the team was discussing Twain’s anger on the journalist yesterday. Twain announced another message: free time in the afternoon.

    Players can go out shopping or do other things, in short, try not to stay in the hotel room, then go back to the hotel at 5:30, gather to the Stadium in France to adapt to the venue training.

    Because of the TV broadcast factor, finals must be carried out at night. Twain also put the training time into that time period in order to adapt the team to the feeling of playing the game.

    This decision was answered by the players cheering.

    Come to the fashion capital, the beauty of the clouds like Paris. No one wants to keep themselves in the hotel room. Young people want to go out and have fun.

    Only Cris La can whisper Twain below: "Toni, the day after tomorrow is the game…"

    "I know that it is because of this that they have to let them relax, and the nervous mood is not conducive to the game. It is no longer the hotel-training ground-Stadium three-point line. They have their own way of entertainment and respect this. ”

    After lunch, after a short lunch break, the Forest team players traveled together.

    Wood goes shopping with his mother, and the wife and wife are of course with their lover. The bachelors are going out to find beautiful women.

    Twain is not idle. He went out to see Shania – it was an appointment before coming to Paris.

    Shania is dressed like a normal little girl. She unloads her makeup and she is completely out of touch with the iceberg beauty on the t-stage. Perhaps the only thing she used to hide her identity is a large sunglasses.

    The two met in the square in front of the Eiffel Tower. Today is sunny and very suitable for a date.

    "It’s another Eiffel Tower…Almost everyone who comes to Paris will come here. You can be honest, Uncle Tony. "Shania looks at the crowded land of warriors in Haiti." Sigh.

    The date of the appointment was decided by Twain. He did not hesitate to quote the name of the Eiffel Tower on the phone. Because the building is best known, it has become Paris for the world. A symbol for France.

    It is also because there are too many people visiting here, so it is completely out of contact with the "romantic French style". It may be okay to look far. When you approach, you will find that it is all people, noisy and bustling.

    "how? I am a laity. "Twain kept taking pictures with a digital camera while answering Shania in front of him."

    Shania gave Twain a look.

    "Do you have to take so many photos in an iron tower?"

    "Who said that I was taking the tower?"

    "Eh?

    "The tower is beautiful, but it’s beautiful…"

    Shania rolled her eyes. The people in the upper reaches of the square are woven, but there are a lot of dresses or fashions, or sexy, or simple beautiful women passing by them.

    "Shania, take off the sunglasses. ”

    "What? The sun is very glaring…"Despite this complaint, Shania took the sunglasses off. She just took off her sunglasses and she couldn't help but blink her eyes. Then she found out that Twain's camera lens was facing her own.

    "Well, still don't wear sunglasses to look better. Do you know what you wear in the ink mirror? Shania? ”

    "like what?"

    "Hey. ”

    "Uncle Tony !"Shania narrowed her eyes and made an angry look. But when she saw the shutter in Twain's hand press faster, she smiled again. “Fine. In fact, I don't like wearing sunglasses either…But who made me…"

    "Who made you a celebrity now? You don't have to go out wearing sunglasses. ”

    "Because you will wear it on the training ground. "Shania counter.attack.

    Twain took the camera down and closed it. Then said to Shania: "Do you want to eat ice cream?"There are shops selling ice cream under the Eiffel Tower.

    Shania hesitated for a moment, then pouted and shook his head: "No, no…I am afraid of getting fat. Models must stay in shape…"

    Twain suddenly stuffed the camera into Shania's hand: "When you eat a bucket of ice cream, you won't gain weight right away. I don't want you to be like a model, dieting to starve to death on the t-stage, health is more important than anything else. You wait, I go to buy ice cream. ”

    After Twain turned around, he strolled to the crowded ice cream store.

    Shania lowered his head and turned the digital camera back on, then flipped through the photo that Twain had just taken. To her surprise, she did not see photos of countless strangers on the memory card. There was only one protagonist in all the photos – she, Jodie Shania

    Jordana.

    She wore sunglasses and looked around. She frowned and spoke. She pouted and shook her hair. She licked her hair. She smiled. She rolled her eyes and she blinked angrily…What about the Eiffel Tower? Can't find it, there is no beautiful and high-profile shadow of this "Iron Lady" in a photo.

    Looking at it, Shania laughed.

    Then she lifted the camera and turned to the ice cream shop. Through the electronic screen, she saw Uncle Tony lifting up two ice cream cones in her hands and squeezing out from the crowd.

    This is not like the commanding team on the side of the game field, the slogan on the sidelines and the media, the most young and popular manager of Europe, Tony Twain Mr.
Ah……

    Shania pointed the camera at the Twain in the crowd, pushed it closer, and pressed the shutter.