246 We will Definitely Win Part 1 (1/2)

Chapter 246: We will Definitely Win Part 1

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

When Cousin Tom was excitedly discussing the upcoming match with Shania, she had the urge several times to remind him to change out of his black and white Newcastle jersey. In the end, she managed to restrain herself.

Shania herself wore a red coat, though it went unnoticed by her cousin.

As a result, when she got to the away spectators' stand at St James' Park and was surrounded by all of Forest's fans in red, she felt at ease. But for her poor cousin…

In a square of red, one can imagine that a Newcastle fan in his black and white jersey would stick out like a sore thumb.

Tom Sawyer shrank back into the crowd as the surrounding Nottingham Forest fans looked at him with expressions that seemed to harbor ill intent. Judging by their physiques—burly people with arms as big as his thighs—they were clearly not to be trifled with. He could only pray that the men would not drink too much. Otherwise, it was hard to tell what would happen.

”Should I be hoping for Newcastle to win or lose?” he muttered.

With Forest's fans currently cheering with their arms raised, no one paid attention to his whining. Shania also followed the men jumping and shouting. In their own house, Tom had never seen Shania acting so crazy before. He had always wanted to nurture the Brazilian girl to be a Magpie fan, but he had not expected her to be a Nottingham Forest fan instead. Was it because of that ”Uncle Tony?”

”Uncle Tony” appeared very agitated. He was waving his arms wildly on the sidelines with big, exaggerated movements.

Tom took a glance at the scoreboard:

Newcastle 1:0 Nottingham Forest.

The goal occurred six minutes ago. The scorer was Alan Shearer, the ”Angel of the North” in the hearts of Newcastle's people. When he saw Newcastle score the goal, his conditioned reflex was to jump up and cheer loudly with his arms up high. On seeing the surrounding Forest fans who had descended into silence, he sensibly sat down immediately.

”Perhaps a draw would be nice...” he thought to himself.

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Since the team had lost a ball, Tang En had been standing on the sidelines without returning to the manager's seat.

Later, David Kerslake walked to his side from the seats and stood with him at the sidelines.

”Alan Shearer is incredible,” Tang En sighed, ”to still have that level of impact power at 30 years old.”

He was referring to the ball lost by Forest team; a classic Shearer-style goal, speedy and powerful.

Even youthful and strong Piqué, in facing Shearer's sudden breakthrough and aerial battle for the header, was utterly defeated.

He was a step late in the jump, which resulted in him being pressed down by Shearer without any ability to resist. He could only watch from below as the opponent headed the pass from Bowyer straight into the goal.

Compared with Drogba, Shearer was clearly better at perfectly combining the use of his body, technique, and experience. Piqué was decimated.

Kerslake, who stood next to him, nodded. ”We took him a bit too lightly.”

Forest's previous strategy placed the focus on taking care of the most outstanding shooter in the current league season, a Dutch player called Patrick Kluivert. Before this, Souness had not made known to the public his starting lineup for the match, so Forest did not know who he would be fielding. Among Kluivert, Michael Chopra, and Alan Shearer, Tang En picked the first two as Alan Shearer got injured in their prior match against Man City. Though they had narrowly won, with score 4:3, Alan Shearer had had to be changed out early.

This made Tang En think that Shearer would likely be sitting on the substitutes' bench for this match. After all, although Shearer was an older player, he was considered an important player in Newcastle's formation. Souness had no reason to allow Shearer to play with an injury. Prior to the match, there was constant leaked news of Shearer still being in recovery.

It turned out to be fake.

Not only did Shearer get fielded, he even scored.

”Alan Shearer, The Goal Machine.” Tang En growled.