Chapter 92: Win for them!

When it was dawn on May 21st, Tang En was awakened by the drizzle outside the window. The raindrops hit the glass window and made continuous sounds. Only then did he notice that it was raining today. Yesterday's weather forecast just said that there might be rain, so the team was prepared for both the tactical meeting. Different preparations were required to fight in rainy and sunny environments.

When I opened the window, the cold wind in the morning poured in from the window on the 11th floor, and Tang En, who was blowing light, shivered. The air conditioner inside the house was turned on, but the temperature difference between inside and outside was not large. If it didn't rain, this weather would be very suitable for the finals.

In the hazy rain and fog, the spire of Chelsea's hotel in the distance was nowhere to be seen, and the huge figure of Luzhniki Stadium was faintly visible. Tang En stretched, turned off the air conditioner, put on clothes and washed up.

In the afternoon, the outside of Luzhniki Stadium became lively.

Fans from both sides who came from the UK were rushing to the stadium, and vehicles from many TV media were also driving in. There were also construction machinery such as cranes and hang flags of the two sides of the finals above the exterior wall of the main entrance of the stadium to separate the fans of the two teams and let these excited people enter the stadium through two channels according to the team they support to avoid confusion - everyone knows what English fans will do after drinking too much.

The sponsors' flags were even planted throughout the squares around the stadium and fluttered in the wind in the drizzle.

Some people just treat this as a trip, while others pour out all their enthusiasm.

"Third time! The third time in a row!" Skinny Bill stood in front of the main entrance of Luzhniki Stadium, looked up at the giant Nottingham Forest team logo hanging directly above the gate and shouted excitedly.

"What a pity Michael is not by our side..." Someone behind him sighed.

Fatty John patted him: "He has his own life. We also have our own life. Our life is here to witness the team win the championship trophy again! Then Bill should shout 'Fourth Time and Fourth Time'!"

“Ah haha——”

"Nottingham Forest - Champion! Nottingham Forest - Champion!"

The stadium was built half a century ago and is now home to two Russian Premier League teams - Sparta Moscow and Torpedo Moscow. Today, it temporarily belongs to two teams from England - Nottingham Forest and Chelsea.

When Pierce Bruce entered the field with his fellow reporters, the fans had already started to check tickets and enter the field. Under the patrol and meticulous security measures of a large number of policemen, the order of the scene was orderly. But Bruce knew that the real test was actually the beginning of the game and after the game ended. Someone who lost the ball would be emotionally excited to do something bad because he could not accept the cruel reality. If there was some alcohol and the verbal provocation of the other fans... it would be a disaster.

Some journalists from England gathered together while eating free fast food provided by the stadium while discussing enthusiastically whether the Premier League is already the world's number one football league, and then the topic quickly became whether English football is the number one in Europe.

Bruce was not interested in such topics. He did not eat the free dinner provided by the stadium, but just took the boxed milk to drink, and was not hungry. He was just a little thirsty. At the same time, he looked around and watched the stadium stands gradually filling the ground. This is a comprehensive stadium, which was once the main venue of the 1980 Moscow Summer Olympics. There was a circle of red plastic tracks outside the stadium. The stands were a bit far from the stadium, which may be a little uncomfortable for spectators from England. However, Pierce did not have such trouble. As a reporter, he ran with the team all over the world and saw all kinds of stadiums. This summer, he will also follow the team to China to see that mysterious country.

Some of the group recognized Pierce Bruce. With the rise of Nottingham Forest in European football, the Nottingham Evening Post reporter who always tracks and reports on Nottingham Forest also became famous. He became famous in the journalist circle and was no longer an intern in the former name.

They enthusiastically invited Brucegar to discuss this topic - how strong is English football?

Bruce felt that the group was so full that they were full - they were holding leftover fast food packaging boxes in their hands - what is there to discuss about this topic?

So he poured cold water mercilessly.

"Two teams from England reached the European Champions League final, but the irony is that our England team did not even make the final stage of the European Championship."

As soon as he said this, everyone was silent. This summer, I will watch other people's houses lively. It's really not a good time.

"Hey, Pierce. You are talking more and more like that bastard Tony." Someone expressed his dissatisfaction. After all, it was really annoying to disturb others' interest in talking.

"Are you sarcastic?" Bruce was not angry but happy when he heard this.                                                                                                                    

We were all influenced by that person...

The man was sitting in the team's bus at this time, waiting at the entrance of the stadium to open the road to lead them into the designated parking area. The others were busy with their own affairs, some listened to music, some closed their eyes and rested. Some waved to the fans below. He was observing the statue of Lenin in the square.

As a post-80s generation, I still feel a little different when I see Lenin.

Ah, Master Lenin is here again. Although your communist red flag has not been inserted all over the world, my Nottingham Forest Red is about to become the main color of European football in this era. Come on, let the whole Europe and the whole world tremble under our "red horror"! Hahahahaha...

Tang, who was sitting next to him, noticed that Tang En suddenly laughed. He turned his head strangely and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No.  Nothing." Tang En looked at Lenin outside and laughed, "I had a dream: overnight.  The whole world turned red."

Tang thought for a while: "That would increase the number of patients with hypertension..."

"Idiot!" Tang En cursed. But Tang pulled him out of his beautiful dream. He found that the sky outside had become darker and all the street lights around the stadium were lit. Through the tall stadium exterior wall, the lighting in the stadium overflowed, illuminating the entire sky.

The rain is still falling, but Tang En won’t worry about a broken weather all night like the first time he led the team to the Champions League final. Love it, my team fights all the time!

"Warm up! It's a little cold tonight, don't let your joints rust in the rain! Turn your body on!" Chris Lark's loud voice rang at the door of the locker room. This has become a routine before every game.

Under his urging, the players did not dare to stay in the locker room for an extra second. After changing their clothes, they ran out, passed through a corridor and entered the rain curtain.

"Tony.  " Chris Lack shouted when he saw that everyone had left and only Done was left in the locker room.

"Huh?" Tang En didn't even raise his eyelids and sat on his chair to rest.

"The rain is getting heavier and heavier outside."

"I get it. Thank you. David."

Chris Lack nodded, turned around and ran out.

When Chris Lack came out of the locker room and entered the court, Tang was already conducting warm-up training with other coaches. He walked to Tang, looked at the warm-up situation for a while, and shook his head: "This turf is really bad."

Tang nodded: "I'm in a hurry to change the turf. I just encountered such rain."

"Even if you don't change the turf, it's bad." Chris Lak grinned with his neck, "Artificial turf... is really hateful."

Due to special weather reasons, it is a huge expense for maintaining natural turf at club stadiums in Russia, and in winter. Since natural turf is difficult to survive in cold weather, most teams play on mud, which greatly increases the possibility of players being injured. After considering these situations, UEFA approved the use of artificial turf for Luzhniki Stadium to play games a few years ago. Since then, this stadium has become another "devil's home court".

Due to the particularity of artificial turf, the movement rules of football on it are very different from natural turf, so many teams that are used to playing natural turf suffer a lot when playing on this court. In addition to being easier to injure players than natural turf. Another biggest difference is that football rolls faster on artificial turf, rebounding rules are also different, and slipperier than natural turf. If there is water, it is no different from an ice rink. McLaren's England lost to the Russian team away in the European Championship qualifiers. In addition to his own problems, this artificial turf also helped the Russians very much.

So before this game, the two participating clubs negotiated with UEFA for the turf of Luzhniki Stadium, believing that the Champions League final on artificial turf is not conducive to the highest performance of both sides. The excitement of the game and the value of the championship will be greatly reduced.

So after negotiations between UEFA and Moscow, the artificial turf of Luzhniki Stadium was finally replaced with natural turf before the game. But how long can this hasty-paved turf last in the heavy rain and how much effect it can play. It really has to put a big question mark.

"I can only hope that the drainage system of this court can play its best..." Tang murmured.

When the players finished warm-up and returned to the locker room from the court, everyone became a chicken. Each of them had neatly stacked dry towels and dry jerseys on their chairs.

"Stop catching a cold, wipe it dry quickly and change into dry clothes." Chris Lack walked into the locker room with a wet dress. Before he could even wipe the water droplets on his face, he yelled first. He was such a conscientious assistant coach.

"How is the venue?" Tang En asked Tang.

"It will have some bad effects on the game." He did not say "it will have bad effects on us" because he knew that this adverse effect was aimed at both sides of the game.

"There is nothing to worry about. We have a headache, and we have a headache next door." Tang En shook his head and didn't take the weather seriously. He is in a much easier mood now than when he faced such a scene before.

The locker room was messy and noisy, and everyone was busy changing clothes. Someone turned on the music to relax. Done, Don and Chris Lack also chatted casually. How could there be any tension before the finals? If a Nottingham Forest fan suddenly broke in, he would definitely be disappointed with the team's performance when he saw this scene?

But when Don En finished chatting with the people around him and stood up from his seat, it was all over.

The players consciously calmed down, and the noisy rock music came to an abrupt end.

"Okay, okay, guys." Tang En waved his hand. He signaled everyone to sit down. He didn't want anyone to stand taller than him.

"It's another final. Hey, why should I say 're Again'?" Tang En laughed at everyone. Of course, they were not laughing because they were imitating Stephen Chow's lines, but because they were actually like this - since following Tony Tang En, they have always faced various finals, and they are always destined to be the champion.

"We always have a fate with the champions. We returned to the Premier League for four seasons and reached three finals of the Champions League. We won the League Cup championship when we were still in the First Division. We won the league championship again this season. There are not many teams in the world football world that have crazily robbed the championship like us, but I don't want you to feel any tiredness after you win these championships, because..."

Tang En paused for a moment, and he had to sniff the appetites of these people.

"Since the European Champions League reorganization, no team in football has been able to successfully win the cup for two consecutive years. I said it was a 'great career'. There is absolutely no exaggeration. There is a big difference between winning the first championship and defending the championship. I personally think that defending the champion is more difficult than winning the championship for the first time. Why? Because we have become the target of public criticism and have become the target! Those people squatted in the corner of the wall you can't see. I want to put the black gun while you are not paying attention! What a pity, we were not defeated by them, we went all the way to the final... There is no controversy, we reached the final for three consecutive years! This is a great result, guys! But if we can reach the final three times in a row and win the championship trophy twice in a row, it would be even more amazing!" He waved his arm hard, and Tang En's "showtime" came.

"Why not? No team has done it. Why don't we be this 'first person'?! Think about it, long after this game, people would talk about Nottingham Forest, 'They are the first team to successfully defend the champion after the reform of the Champions League!' As the same champion, we win the best and most unique championship! There are many teams in the world that can win championships, but they are different from us, because we are Nottingham Forest! Even if we win championships, we will win better than those teams! What's so great about winning championships? We not only have to win championships, but also win historical records!"

Some of the players below were already making whimpering sounds.  This is not swearing in Don Eun.    It’s just that I can’t control myself from being excited and wanting to scream.

"It has been fifty-three years since the European Champions League, and there are countless teams and players who have won the championship. But today. You have the opportunity to engrave your name on that trophy forever, in the history of the Champions League, and in the history of the European football world! As long as you win the championship."

Tang En looked at the people around him, and he was very satisfied with the emotions of these people.

"Do you hate champions?" he asked loudly.

"No!" the players also replied loudly.

"Are you afraid of the championship?"

"No!"

"Will you feel sorry for your opponent because you have won too many championships?!"

"How is that possible!"
Chapter completed!