Chapter 68 Big Mouth Dunn (1)
Chapter 68: Big Mouth Tang En (Part 1)
Pierce Bruce spent one night staying up late to complete the report "Tony Donn and Nottingham Forest London Underground Distress". He wrote this as a novel, with relish and he hoped that readers could read it with relish. It was indeed a rare experience.
But just when he gave the manuscript to the editor-in-charge, the editor told him that the manuscript could not be published.
"Why?" Bruce was a little annoyed. He spent all night to post something that he could not publish? He did not write anything that was not allowed to be published. Britain is a democratic country with free press. Besides, Millwall falsely accused Nottingham Forest fans of the riot, and he needed to use this news documentary to tell readers who are the dangerous elements and who are the thugs!
"Ah, don't get me wrong, Pierce." The editor smiled and said to him: "I mean I can't post it now. The newspaper just received a notice from a press conference. The president hopes you will attend and write a report after you come back."
Bruce refused to give in: "Does this have anything to do with publishing this report now?"
"Well, I think... this report will be more attractive with the news conference." The editor was not angry and said with a smile, "Do you know what the press conference is?"
Bruce shook his head.
"It was held by Nottingham Forest Club to respond to Millwall's nonsense about who caused the fan riot."
Bruce's eyes widened.
"You go, Pierce. Your friend Tony Donn will attend the press conference. I think where he is, there is no shortage of news elements and dramatic scenes."
As soon as the editor finished speaking, Bruce turned around and rushed out of the office.
When Bruce ran into the press conference panting, he found that there were people inside. There must be no seats. He could only stand at the door and squeezed with the cameras in the back TV station.
There were a lot of media coming to this press conference beyond Bruce's expectations. There were five TV stations alone, and two of them were piaotian and online media, so there were even more, and it was impossible to recognize them one by one.
It seems that everyone is very concerned about the fan riots in the stands. Football violence seems to have been away from our league. But in fact they have never disappeared, they just lurked sinisterly outside our perceptions, and they will rekindle whenever they have the chance. Bruce remembered Gavin, the innocent dead man... A few days ago, he went to Gavin's cemetery and found two bouquets of flowers in front of the tombstone. None of the two cards were signed, and I don't know who gave it. But Bruce guessed that one of the bouquets should be given by Tang En. With his contact with Tang En over half a year, he found that the man with a irritable appearance and a sign of "Don't Get Close to No One". In fact, he is a person who values feelings very much. It's just that he is too good at expressing the deep feelings in his heart.
Why can the Forests beat Millwall 7:1 away in adversity? Bruce was thinking about this question both during and after the game. If Millwall fans don't use Gavin's name to stimulate and laugh at the Forest, maybe Nottingham Forest could really lose this difficult game. But they did this. This is equivalent to stabbing Don En in the heart, and not only poking, but also sprinkling salt after the poking.
Tony Donne is a football coach. He is not a killer. He can't throw the game away and jump into the stands to fight with the fans. But there is always a place to vent his anger in his heart, so poorly Millwall became a victim of their fans' pleasure. Bruce can even imagine how Donne performed during the break. He must roar in that small room, so that all the players will understand that anger him, provoke him, mock him, and repeatedly challenge him. No one will have a good end.
As he said at the post-match press conference: "(those fans) sing once, score a goal! Sing once, score a goal! Until they dare not speak again!"
To be honest, Bruce had no doubts about the Forest team being able to do this. Because he knew very well that it was Tony Don't's Forest team. He was very excited to see the Forest team scored every goal in the stands. It was like a fan of Forest team sitting in the press room. Any Forest fans would be as excited as him after experiencing the first half storm, right? Looking at the Millwall fans who gradually disappeared, the depression in their chests was swept away! It felt even more exciting than being entangled with women!
Tang En is right, what is the head coach who can win the hearts of fans the most? Victory! The head coach who can bring victory! Judging from these two games, Tony Tang En, who has experienced the failure to upgrade and has been honed in the youth team, is obviously more mature - of course, it is more mature than before. He must have thought about his present and future seriously. After he clarified the direction of his progress, he no longer hesitated. He walked forward step by step.
Just as Bruce was stunned, the noise at the press conference gradually became less and finally disappeared completely. Tony Donn and Evan Dogette. The two major figures at Nottingham Forest Club now walked up to the front desk together. The chairman sat down, while the head coach stood in front of the seat and looked at the microphone, recorder, recorder, and even cell phones on the table. He didn't count because he couldn't count it.
But he still saw a few familiar signs.
"Sky TV, bbc, independent TV, Sun..." Tang En casually reported the sign of his recognition, as if he was talking to himself. "It's great, all the influential ones are here."
Then he looked at the reporter sitting in front, "I'll ask, are there any media from Mirwall, such as their official website, or journalists who have close ties with that club or cooperative relationship?"
The reporters below looked around and backwards, and no one raised his hands or stood up, and no one said anything.
Tang En shook his head: "What a pity. Forget it, the same goes for you. I believe that the blind Chairman Parfitis can still work properly, he can't read the newspapers, and he can still listen to the TV and radio, right?"
His first words caused a commotion among the reporters below. This was a naked personal attack...
So someone raised his hand.
"Sir, do you have any questions?" Tang En pointed at him.
"Uh, I hope Mr. Tang En can know what you said just now will affect you..." A reporter wearing a beige suit and a small bald reporter stood up.
"Hey, when I asked if there was any media related to Millwall Club just now, why didn't you raise your hand?" Tang En frowned.
"I have nothing to do with Millwall Club, I just want to remind you, Mr. Don. I am..."
Tang En waved his hand and interrupted the reporter: "I don't care which media person you are. I know what you are going to say... It's just that blind Mr. Paffitis will be very angry, and the consequences will be serious. Right?" He stared at the other party with aggressive eyes. "Then I would like to ask the respected Mr. Journalist... When the fans of his club used the dead young fans of the Forest in the stands as lyrics, insulted my team, and provoked my fans, what do I feel? What do you think I should feel?!"
Tang En suddenly raised his voice, and the poor little reporter even trembled involuntarily as he blew his body.
"He said he did not see his team provoking Forest fans in the stands, and he also said he did not hear the songs sung by those fans - Ah, I'm so sorry, I just said he was blind, but in fact he was not only blind, but also deaf! If he was going to say that he didn't know what the lyrics sang by those fans mean, then I would be honored to announce that the respected Mr. Pafiteis has even a problem with his head! 'brain-disabled'! Have you heard of this word? No? Very good, the Encyclopedia of Britann should include this word. I invented it, and then wrote in the notes of the entry: Disabled in mind, example: Please refer to the respected Mr. Pafiteis, the chairman of Millwall Club!" Donn took out the tone of scolding the player and scolded Mr. Pafiteis, the chairman of Millwall Club. Poor reporter, he must have been regarded as the Dear Mr. Pafiteis by Donn.
"His fans insulted my fans with singing. Such loud voices were heard clearly in the broadcast. For half a minute, the TV cameras had not changed to the stands. He actually said that he had not seen it or heard it! Is there any logical problem with his blindness and deafness? Am I slandering him? Am I talking nonsense? Why is he angry? What qualifications do he have to be angry? If he still intends to pretend to be confused, then I will tell him now that his fans have used the most despicable, shameless and vulgar means to mock my team. I am angry than him! The consequences are even more serious!"
Tang En punched the table and roared fiercely, and the press conference was silent. Perhaps everyone was scared by the emotions he showed.
Before coming, some people thought that this was just the nottingham Forest Club's statement to Millwall Club, an official procedural statement, and no one expected to see such a good show. �
Chapter completed!