79 The New Manager Part 2 (1/2)

Chapter 79: The New Manager Part 2

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Edward Doughty squinted in the stadium under the hot sun, and then turned to Tang En. ”Tony, I watched the playoffs. Do you know why I did not choose you?” He did not continue, but was waiting for Twain to give the answer. If Tony Twain were smart enough, he would know the reason.

”Because I lost?” Tang En answered.

Edward smiled and did not reply.

”So, just because I failed, you chose a newbie. What if he also loses at the end of this season? Are you going to find someone else to replace him? Edward, do you really know anything about this sport?!” Tang En raised his voice and questioned him.

Edward did not become angry in the face of Twain's anger. He looked up at the blue sky, and then looked at the training grounds in the distance. A glitter reflected from the sun shining on the green turf, caused by the water drops left by the sprinklers.

”Tony, you can be Collymore's assistant manager. I believe that you would do a good job together.” Edward spoke slowly as he gazed far away.

Tang En looked at Doughty, the new chairman of the club, and shook his head in disappointment. ”Edward, I hope you know that I, Tony Twain, would never be anyone's assistant, and no one deserves to have me as his assistant. I am glad that you treat me like a friend. See you.”

After he said this, he put on his sunglasses and left the place without hesitating.

He had no idea whether he had any chance to come back there. Yes, he planned to leave. Before he was too emotionally invested, it would be easy to leave Nottingham with no hesitation.

Twain's dismissal by the new chairman had spread through the industry very quickly. In his pocket he already had three paper slips with other club's contact numbers written on them. Those who called him said, ”We were truly impressed by your achievements and coaching style during the last half season, and my club will always welcome you, Mr. Tony Twain.”

This slightly improved Tang En's mood, because he knew that the effort he had put in during the half season was not totally meaningless, and that he would be accepted elsewhere. Although none of them were Premier League teams, there were two teams that were the same level as Forest. The last one was from League Two.

Tang En went out the main gate and said goodbye to Ian MacDonald, and then walked home slowly down the quiet boulevard. While he looked at the patches of training ground that showed through the dense forest, he knew that it was time to make the decision. Whether to stay here and be the manager of the youth team, or go to another team and be their manager.

Tang En was long gone, but Edward Doughty remained standing at the side of the field as if he had great interest in the work of turf maintenance. Actually, he was only staring through the training ground, looking at the sky.

The sound of footsteps came up behind him and then stopped.

”He's gone already, Edward?” someone with a sharp voice asked.

Edward nodded. ”Yes, he left.”

”Is he going to leave this place?”

”I am not sure, but I think perhaps.”

”Such a pity,” the voice replied. ”If only he had more patience…”

”Actually, I can understand him, Allan. Anyone who was in his position would choose to leave immediately. It would be a miracle if he stayed,” Edward Doughty sighed.

Edward turned and looked at the man behind him with golden hair. ”Allan, we will succeed, right?”