121 Provocation Part 2 (2/2)
This kind of movements finally pulled back Tang En's attention. He looked at the curious faces of the players and laughed. ”So sorry, I just recalled some things.” Currently on the team, there were a few players who had not been under him in the previous season. They were Rebrov, Gareth Taylor, Gunnarsson, and Danny Sonner. Tang En wanted to let them know of the similar situation in the previous season.
”Hmm, I recalled some things in the previous season when I first took over this team.” Tang En was not in a hurry to arrange the tactics and, instead, began narrating a story. ”At that time, the team's situation was even worse than it is now. Yes, how bad was it… Financial crisis, no funds for transfer fees, and even all of the money gotten from player transactions had to be used to repay debts. The team was ranked in the middle, and everyone on the team wanted to escape City Ground Stadium. We lost quite a few matches consecutively, and we lost 0:3 on our home ground in the first match that I led. I was even knocked onto the ground by David, making a fool out of myself.” Tang En stopped here and pointed at Johnson, causing that black lad to lower his head in embarrassment.
”The situation was terrible, and those who were on the team in the previous season must remember it very clearly as well. What was worse was that we were about to face off Premier League team Westham United in the match after. Even though they were already a League One team like us, but they were still very formidable at that time. That match…” Tang En raised his head. That match was really unforgettable for him. ”By the end of the first half, we had been dunked three goals by them. Terrible right? It was simply awful!”
Although that was what he said, Tony Twain began giggling.
Those veteran players in the changing room also followed suit and started laughing, leaving the few new players bewildered and confused. They looked at the people around them, baffled. Was trailing by three goals something to laugh at?
”At that time, we were left with no means of retreat, completely no means! If we did not come up with something in the second half, then we would continue to concede even more goals! But the end result was? We turned the tables and scored four goals back at them!” Tang En shouted as he felt the fervor and excitement from that day at City Ground Stadium returning to him. ”Four goals! Before the match, nobody had any hopes for us. We made the Premier League team Westham United completely lose face! In the end, they could only rely on the referee to escape! That darned referee blew off two of our goals. Although we lost in terms of the rules, but I have never once viewed that match as a failure,” Tang En stood at the door of the changing room as he said to the players listening attentively to him.
”And now? The team is ranked fourth from the bottom in the league, and has an extremely low morale after switching managers. Before this match, we were met with a lot of troubles as well. In addition, we are trailing by one ball in the match, provoked by those b*stards on the viewing platforms with their singing, and the fans' rioting… etc., etc. Is our defeat for certain? Quit joking!” Tang En waved his hands. ”We are only trailing by one ball! We were able to mount a comeback even when we were three balls down, much less one ball!”
”Michael! Andy! Everyone else too, have you all heard those singing from the viewing platform?” Tang En asked loudly.
”I heard them, boss.” Andy replied softly.
”What do you guys think?”
”I.. I can't wait to kill those b*stards!” Dawson said as he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. The other Nottingham Forest players were equally furious. These people had all experienced the pain of failing to promote in the previous season.
”Me too,” Tang En nodded his head and said. ”But we cannot do that. We can use another way to teach them a lesson.”
The players all raised their heads and looked at Twain. Actually, they knew very well what he was referring to, but they looked forward to hearing those words directly from the boss's mouth.
”They dare sprinkle salt on our wounds in hopes of angering us, so that we will lose our calm, be at a loss, lose our fighting spirits, and surrender on our own accord! They think that they've succeeded in doing so! We are currently down by one goal and left the field dejected…Those Millwall idiots, from the fans to the team, are all waiting to laugh at us! I dare to bet that their changing room is now filled with laughter, just like all of you imagined!”
Tang En punched the door forcefully, causing a loud bang to be heard.
”We were insulted by them!” Tang En poked at his chest and said, ”Our fans were insulted by them!” He pointed toward the ceiling and continued, ”Even a dead person had to be insulted by those sons of a gun!”
Bam! Yet another fist hit the door.
”Yes! They've succeeded! They've angered us!”
Bam!
”But they will soon regret doing so! We will make it clear to them, what lies in wait for them when they anger us!”
Bam!
Apart from the banging noises from Tang En's fists hitting the door, no other noise could be heard in the small changing room. Everyone looked at the manager which was almost crazy, and every banging sound that was heard, was as though their hearts had been punched. They were being told again and again: This is what humiliation means!
”In the second half… In the second half, use your goals to defeat them! We'll score a goal each time these b*stards sing! Every time they sing, we'll score one goal. Every time they sing, we'll score one goal! Until those b*stards won't even dare to open their mouths! Until they are not even allowed to speak—at—all!”
Bam—Bam—Bam—!
Tony Twain's roaring resounded throughout the room. His left fist appeared as though it was an iron ingot that had been burnt red, while the metal door of the changing room trembled and made lamenting noises after being continuously pounded by Twain's fists.
Everyone present was shocked by his murderous intent…