112 Twain’s Return Part 2 (2/2)

Rebrov raised his head and looked at Tang En, unsure of what this new manager was planning to do.

”If you want to prove your worth to the other clubs, the next half of this match will be your last chance. If your performance still doesn't improve, you can only sit on that bench for the rest of the season. Don't think that I'm threatening you. Better treatment and getting more teams to be interested in you, those things can only be acquired by you. In the next half, you will play as an offensive midfielder.” Upon saying this, Tang En turned around and left the field. Rebrov looked at his back, and the last sentence made him go deep into thought.

During the halftime break, Tang En did not criticize the team's performance in the changing room, and only did some adjustments to the player line up. The defensive midfielder, Eugen Bopp, replaced center forward Jacob Burns, who did not perform well. This was a very normal substitution, but Tang En's decisions after that made everyone, including Walker, shocked. He did not substitute out Rebrov who had been constantly underperforming, but instead made the Ukrainian play as an offensive midfielder!

The condition which Tang En gave Rebrov was to make use of his own techniques to create an opportunity for his teammates. Only when the opportunity was prime, would he try to shoot the ball. If he did not have the confidence to aim accurately, then he should pass the ball over to his other teammates in the other positions. In other words, it meant more passing and less shooting for him.

After deploying the tactics for the second half, Tang En's cell phone rang. He looked at the number, and it was actually a call from Doughty.

”Des.” He pointed to outside the door.

Walker nodded his head, indicating that he knew.

Tang En walked out and closed the door, before he answered the call.

”Tony!” The call just got through, but Edward's furious voice could already be heard rushing out from it.

”What's the matter, Edward?”

”Can this match be won?”

”Erm, I am unable to promise you anything before the match ends.” Tang En looked at the field outside, and saw the reserve players warming up. What he had planned for, was to end the match in a tie. After all, Rebrov still needed time to accustom himself to his new position. Moreover, it was Tang En's first match after taking over the team. It would therefore be unrealistic to have too high expectations for it.

”No! You must win, must win!” Doughty shouted over the phone.

Tang En felt that it was rather strange. ”Hey, Edward, does the boss of Crystal Palace owe you a lot of money?”

”No, but I just hate that guy!” Upon hearing this, Tang En could completely imagine how angry Doughty was, and the sight of him shouting at the phone and flailing his arms about. ”I hate him very very much! That b*stard actually dares to look down on me… and our team! Tony, didn't you say that you only pursue victory? There's such a chance right now. Defeat him, humiliate him!”

To think that Doughty, who always appeared extremely amiable, would have such an angry moment. Looks like that Crystal Palace boss must have done something extremely overboard.

Tang En pouted, before saying, ”Alright, I will try to obtain victory over Crystal Palace.”

”No, not try. You must! Must!” Doughty corrected.

”Alright, alright, I must win Crystal Palace… Must, must.”

Once again returning to the changing room, Tang En looked at the players and suddenly decided to tell them what just happened. Perhaps, it could have quite a considerable effect on them.

”Does anyone know who that call was from?” He whipped out his phone and shook it.

Nobody nodded their heads, but nobody shook their heads, either.

”It was the club chairman.”

Everyone focused their attention on Tang En, wanting to listen to what he had to say.

”Hmm.. He is currently extremely angry with the team's performance in the first half, because Crystal Palace's boss looked down on us in the VIP lounge. Crystal Palace's boss felt that it was a given for us to be losing to his team, and even more of a given that we would lose to them by the end of the match. This made Mr. Doughty, who loves the team, extremely furious. He cannot tolerate seeing the team he loves humiliated by other people. Do you all mind being looked down on by a team that is beneath us?” Tang En asked expressionlessly.

The players were already unhappy with the actions of Crystal Palace's boss. Someone screamed out, ”Of course, we mind!”

”I also mind it a lot, so we have to obtain victory by the end of the second half, to tell them that, low-rankers like them better behave themselves!” Tony Twain, who appeared indifferent just mere moments ago, suddenly erupted like a volcano.

”That's right!”

”Shut that idiot's mouth up!” Tang En flailed his hands around violently.

”That's right!!”

”Make him… reap—what—he—goddamned—sowed!” Tang En emphasized on each and every word he shouted.

”That's—right—!!!”