Chapter 30 Our City Stadium

As the last round of the league approaches, the number of fans coming to the city stadium every day has gradually increased. Sometimes when Donn drives home from Wilford, he will pass by the city stadium. The outside of the gate is full of flowers, and there are various fan scarves hanging on the iron railings. The flowers and scarves sway slightly in the wind.

He knew that these people were here to say goodbye to the city court.

The clear Trent River reflects the red reflection of the city court, and across from her is the home court of Nordsshire, Mead Lane Stadium. Done and Don are working in two places so close to each other.

But they have never met again since they parted that year.

Today, there are two days left before the last round of the league. After Don En finished his day of work, he drove to the city stadium. It was almost dusk. There were more fans coming to the city stadium to see off than in the previous few days, and they also knew that there was not much time left. When the Forest team finished their last game at the city stadium, the city stadium will be demolished this summer, and a new national sports and leisure square will be vacated here.

Tang En parked the car by the river, turned on the car audio, and listened to Deloris' soft voice coming out, he quietly enjoyed the last moment of the city court in the sunset.

If he had not traveled through time and had never had such a period of time in his life, then his feelings for this stadium would only be cold and cold, and would not be filled with a feeling like sunlight and the afterglow of the sunset as it is today.

He has fought at this stadium for eleven years, and he complained that the stadium is too small to bring more audiences to the team and cannot put more pressure on his opponents. Evan Dogerty believes that the small stadium does not match the current performance, status and reputation of Nottingham Forest, and he nodded in agreement.

But I still feel reluctant to leave it if I have to see it off.

He did not buy a bouquet of flowers and tie it with a card like those fans. He placed it under the door. He leaned against the front of the car, wrapped his hands around his chest, and quietly looked at the city court.

Although eleven years have passed, Tang En still clearly remembers the initial shock this stadium brought to him - at that time he never despised the city stadium being small.

When his team scored two goals here and panicked West Ham, he felt as if he was born here. He liked the fanatical atmosphere in the court and enjoyed the cheers and singing from the stands. He didn't think the noisy sounds were noise at all. In his ears, this was even more beautiful than the best music in the world.

In eleven years, he went from thirty-four to forty-five. It was a period of time in his life that he could not erase and forget, and he was unforgettable for this moment. But for the city court, eleven years was just one tenth of its life. It stood quietly on the banks of the Trent River, witnessing countless glory, and had long been no longer shocked by honor and disgrace.

The heroes who left their names in history became famous in their hearts, and they were older than all the champions displayed in the honor room. Even if Tang En was arrogant and arrogant, he could not hold his arrogant head in front of this court.

One hundred and fifteen years passed in a blink of an eye and became history. The red city stadium was inlaid with gold edges, which was still very conspicuous even against the golden western sky. Countless people put down bouquets in front of it and sent their longing for parting.

Tang En leaned against the front of the car alone and someone recognized him.

"Tony?" The man who came up squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, because he couldn't see it clearly because of the backlight.

"Kenny. Long time no see." The person standing in front of Donn was Kenny Burns, the owner of Forest Bar.

"It's been a long time since you moved."

"Why are you willing to leave the tavern and come here?"

"See your old friend, what's the business?" Burns pointed to the city court in front.

Only then did Tang En notice that he was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand like everyone else.

"Do you have tickets in the last round of the league?" He wanted to say that if Burns didn't have a ticket, he would give him one.

"I'm a season ticket holder, Tony."

Tang En laughed: "I have never seen you come to watch the football on site."

"I will come in the last round. And not only me, but many old guys will come."

"The reporter of Bruce told me that he was working on a plan to bid farewell to the city stadium, and tried his best to find many Forest players from different periods. It seems that he has also found you?"

Burns nodded: "I will come if he doesn't look for me." Unfortunately, the boss can't come."

He said "head" does not refer to Tony Donn, but the leader of their generation of players - Brian Crowf.

"Mrs. Clauve promised to come." Tang En said.

In fact, both of them knew that Mrs. Clauf could not replace her boss, and she would never be disrespectful to Mrs. Clauf if she thought so.

When it comes to Clauve who died, the topic automatically breaks down and the two of them fall into silence.

Under the setting sun, Deloris was humming softly:

"I had a dream. Now it seems a bit strange... Open your eyes. I found that this day is perfect... May you always be young. May you always be young, may you always be young, may you always be young..." (Song of "never_grow_old" by the_cranberries)

"Tony..."

"Um?"

"I'll say my heart, I hope you don't mind."

"you say. "

"I have to thank you. No matter what kind of results you have achieved, you have never said that you can make people forget Brian Clauve."

Don Ha laughed: "I'm not a fool. I respect the boss too."

"This may be the stubbornness of our people. No matter how good your grades are, the boss is irreplaceable." Burns said in the direction of the city court.

Tang En smiled and said, "If you dare to say that someone is better than him, there will definitely be a flash of lightning in the sky that hits your head.  You and I don't want to be struck by lightning."

Burns was amused by Donn's words, and the slightly sad atmosphere dissipated.

This sentence has an allusion. At the time, the team led by Niger Clauve, who was Brian Clauve's son, met Manchester United in the FA Cup, and the reporter ran to interview him. He asked him if he agreed that Ferguson is the best coach in English football today. Niger Clauve said: "It's too difficult for me, because of my family. If I say it was Sir Alex Ferguson, a lightning flash might be slashed from the sky and hit my head."

There is a similar saying on the base of the bronze statue of Brian Clauf in downtown Nottingham, which was said by Clauf himself: "I dare not say that I am the best head coach in the industry, but I am definitely one of the top ones."

"You are a bit like him..." After laughing, Burns looked at Tang En and shook his head. "Seeing your achievements now, he should be very proud."

"No." Tang En shook his head and denied it, "He would write articles in the newspaper to scold me bloodily. It was just because I complained about the referee's unfairness."

Burns smiled even happier. As he smiled, he looked at the stadium again and seemed to think of the years when he followed Coach Clauve and fought with his teammates when he was young. It was still the stadium, and even the cheers were exactly the same. The stadium was still there, but the people were no longer there. Now the stadium is about to be demolished, and all the things that depend on memory are gone. I can only remember it with my brain. But one day when I grow old and my mind is confused, what else can prove that those memories have actually happened?

Tang En's cell phone in the car rang, and he reached out to take out the phone. It was his wife, Xianya, who called him and asked him when he would be able to go home.

"Ah. I met Mr. Burns on the stadium..." Tangen explained to his wife on the phone.

Burns came to his senses and smiled at him: "Go back, Tony. Your wife is waiting for you."

Tang En shrugged at him: "I want to talk to you for a while."

"We'll be here to watch the weekend game, Tony."

"Are you putting pressure on me?" Donn, who opened the car door, turned his head and looked at Burns.

"Are you still afraid of pressure?"

Don En smiled: "We will definitely win. But whether we can win the league championship depends on the results of the match between Arsenal and Manchester City."

"What an exciting season. Good luck."

Done sat in the car, poked his head out and waved to Burns: "Good luck to Nottingham Forest."

In the afterglow of the sunset, Donn drove away from the city court. Burns turned in the opposite direction, holding flowers in his hand, slowly walked towards the city court gate where fans gathered.

The Nottingham Forest players who had just finished training the next day before they left the training ground, they saw the old acquaintance Pierce Bruce with a photojournalist. Accompanied by Allen Adams.

When he saw Alan Adams next to Bruce, Don frowned, but he said nothing. When the three of them walked up to him, he showed a passionate smile on his face: "This is really rare. I wonder what you are doing in our training ground, Mr. Reporter?"

Just as Bruce was about to speak, he was interrupted by Allen Adams: "That's right, Mr. Tony Pierce Bruce planned to do a special plan to say goodbye to the city stadium. I need to interview the team. Let the team talk about their feelings for the city stadium..."

Bruce smiled and nodded.

"That's it... then please. But I would like to remind you, don't delay too long. They just finished training and haven't had time to change their clothes. If you have a cold..." Tang En looked stern, "We are not all good-looking, don't we?"

After saying that, Tang En turned around and walked away.

Bruce was a little embarrassed because his first interviewee was Tony Don...

Of course, Allen saw the emotions expressed by Don En, and he also knew the reason.                                                                                                                     �

"Haha, we understand. Mr. Adams." Bruce smiled. His understanding is certainly not "The competition is imminent, and Don't want to be disturbed." His understanding is "Tony is such a moody person. It is normal for him to be fanatical to you and to be cold to you."

The interview went smoothly. Because Allen Adams always followed the two reporters, the players knew that this was the second-in-commander of the club, and his relationship with the chairman was extraordinary. Tang En kept holding his hands and watching coldly.

After interviewing the players, Bruce still planned to interview Done. When he walked towards Done, Allen Adams hesitated for a moment and deliberately distanced him.

"Tony.  Let's talk about this last game at the City Stadium."

Tang En looked at the two reporters and said with a stern face: "We will use victory to say goodbye to the city stadium." He did not give a passionate speech to the league champions who are determined to win.

If another reporter comes, he will definitely ask: "Why didn't he say 'to use the championship to say goodbye to the city court'?"

Bruce didn't ask that because he knew Donn and the complexity of this last game. Even if Forests can beat Sunderland at home, it depends on the results of the game between Arsenal and Manchester City.

Before the last league game, the entire Nottingham Forest team unexpectedly did not show any optimism. Even the always arrogant head coach Tony Don never mention the league championship.

Carl Spike announced in his show that he had ordered a trendy table for Tony Don at IKEA, hoping that Don at all would like it. Don at all did not make any counterattack. This disappointed many media waiting to watch the fun.

Because there is really too much room for hype in this last round of the league.

The suspense of the championship between Nottingham Forest and Arsenal, will the two former Nottingham Forest players in Manchester City be allowed to let Arsenal be the first to be due to their personal grudge against Donne...

Bentner clarified this rumor in an interview a day ago: "I am a professional player, and what I care about is not who wins the championship, but my own victory."

Ashley Young has been confirmed to leave Manchester City next season and join Liverpool. He also expressed his hope to bid farewell to Manchester City with a victory.

They never mentioned Tang En.

When there was one day left before the last league game, Fatty John and Skinny Bill were working with their guys to create banners and banners that would be played at that time with their guys. Something like this happened in any bar where the Forest fans gathered.

Nottingham Forest players were doing their last training at Wilford, and Tony Donn took the time to study Sunderland with his coaching staff. Although they have ruined their opponents in the week, they can't find anything else to do. Perhaps a deeper study of Sunderland can help Manchester City beat Arsenal?

When the day entered dusk, fewer and fewer fans gathered at the entrance of the city stadium, leaving only flowers and scarves swaying in the night wind.

Thompson Isaxon appeared in front of the flowers. He was a turf maintenance worker at the training base and the stadium. If someone asked him whether the most memorable thing in his life was to help Tony. Donn created a "unique home court" to help the Forest eliminate Barcelona, ​​he would definitely shake his head. For him. Stepping on the turf of the city stadium and starting to maintain it is the most memorable thing.

It's a great honor for him to decide to quit after the season and retire with City Stadium.

Today, he is coming here to say a separate farewell to the city stadium. The next day, he hopes to join 30,000 partners to witness Nottingham Forest say goodbye to the city stadium that has served them for 115 years.

Looking at the city court where the night falls, Isaxon seems to see his youth. He stands quietly in the evening breeze. The ravines are scattered with a smile on his face.

"...This is our city court, he is as big as our grandfather. When we have become grandfathers, he is still there, on the Trent River... If one day I am buried, he is still there, on the Trent River.... We will do this one day, but he will not grow old or die, because he is our city court..."

This song that was very early and long ago is now few people can sing. It was when Isaxon was still young. Fans sang songs to praise the city stadium. The melody was very simple and the lyrics were simple. At that time, there was no such developed audio and cultural environment as it is now. There was no professional company to record the songs sung by fans and then package them to the market.

The night is getting darker and the lights are just coming.

Isaxon hummed the song gently and turned and left.
Chapter completed!