109 The Discipline Of The Team Part 1 (2/2)

They waited, and still did not see a figure running out.

Seeing this embarrassing scene, Walker shamefacedly said to Twain, ”Collymore ... never care about the discipline of the team.”

Tang En nodded, ”I understand. I don't expect a coach who doesn't always come to the training ground to be able to bring out a group of players who respect discipline and have the concept of time. It's just that it's a bit unexpected for me that not a single player has come out.” He looked down at his watch, and it was nine o'clock sharp.

”Let's start counting the time, Des.”

Walker nodded and began to start the stopwatch.

When the number jumped to 47 seconds, someone finally came running out and it was Andy Reid.

”Boss!” Reid was a little excited to see Twain's long-lost face, ”Long time no see!”

Tang En smiled and nodded. ”Indeed, Andy, it's been a long time. You look stronger than before.”

Reid scratched his head, feeling somewhat self-conscious.

”What about the others?” Tang En asked.

”Oh, they're still in there, Michael's hurrying them.” Just as he spoke to this point, Reid suddenly remembered that Twain disliked the players being late for training, and he suddenly stopped talking.

Tang En looked at him and laughed mischievously, ”Andy, you're forty-seven seconds late. You know what to do?”

”Uh, I'll run the laps.” Reid turned to run and was called by Twain again.

”Don't worry, you're not the only one today. Go to the field and wait.”

Reid's Adam's Apple swallowed a little, he knew that everyone was going to have a hard time today. So, he obediently moved to the side. But why did he still felt like he was looking forward to something... like he was expecting a good show about to be staged.

Then there were more people coming out from inside, and most of them saw Twain standing on the sidelines waiting for them and happily came up to greet him. Tang En responded with smiles and said nothing about running laps for being late.

Seeing Twain's performance, Reid grew more excited. He forgot that he was also on the punishment list. He folded his arms around his chest, cheerfully watch the show at the side. At the same time, he counted the number of people who came out and how many unlucky ones who were still inside and did not come out.

Michael Dawson appeared in front of Twain together with Jess and he looked slightly uncomfortable when he saw the manager. It was Twain who took the initiative to say hello to him, ”Michael!”

”Chief...”

”You look a bit down in the dumps. What's the matter? Your girlfriend kicked you out of her bed?” After he said that, Walker and Dawson both laughed.

”Without Chief, she wouldn't dare to kick me.”

”Well, that's good. I wouldn't know how to explain to the reporters if I lost a midfielder because you had a falling with her in bed. Ha ha! Go on.” He patted Dawson on the shoulder. ”Oh yes, how many people are there left in the locker room?”

”Only one, Chief.”

Tang En nodded.

Dawson ran toward Reid and found that he was looking at the passageway entrance, smirking.

”Hey, Andy, what are you doing?” He asked, puzzled.

”Ah, it's Michael!” Grinning, Reid pulled him forward, and placed him to stand beside him so as not to block his view. ”Is that dawdler Taylor, still in the locker room?”

Dawson nodded, ”He hasn't even changed his clothes.”

Reid smiled even more happily. ”Awesome! I haven't been able to stand that guy for a while now. Just wait for a good show, Michael!”

”Hmm.” Dawson understood what Reid meant and he also knew what Twain was going to do. He waited in anticipation for Gareth Taylor to come out.

The players were standing on the training ground in twos and threes and the coaches were on the sidelines. The new manager, Tony Twain, and his assistant, Des Walker, were standing at the entrance of the passageway and facing the locker room direction.

Rebrov found this a little strange. Why had they not started the training? Was everyone not here yet? What were they waiting for?