Chapter 24: Forty at confusion

George Wood started in England and Andorra, and his performance was remarkable. When he was substituted in the 80th minute, England led two goals, and winning the game was no longer a problem. So Capello was relieved to replace him - with him on the court, England's defense line was indeed much more stable. It was not only the defense that benefited, but England's offense was also more threatening because of him. After all, the offense was initiated from the midfield.

Perro arranged Wood to be responsible for defense alone in this game, and everyone else attacked. As for the issue of "Three Destinies", Capello did not use the 442 formation that England is most used to in this game, but instead played 433. George Wood dragged behind to defend alone, Gerald and Lampard were in the front, and the position was between the front midfielder and the shadow forward. This can maximize their offensive ability and not distract them from defense.

However, the core problems of the offensive are still not solved. Gerald and Lampard are players with very strong offensive capabilities. They also serve as the core tasks of the offensive organization in their respective clubs, but who will be the core in England?

Although in the field of computers, dual-core CPUs are better than single-core, they cannot be understood so simply on the football field. After all, people are not computers. One more core may lead to mutual interference, and no one will perform well in the end. Just like today's Brazilian team, Dunga is having a headache about how Kaka and Ronaldinho coexist on the court.

If Gerald is the core, then Lampard's performance will be limited; if Lampard is the core, Gerald cannot perform at his best.

England's 2-0 victory over Andorra has nothing to do with Gerald or Lampard's outstanding performance, and both goals were scored by set pieces. George Wood's appearance only made England's defense more stable, and he did not make much direct contribution to the offense.

After playing this game, England players will continue to stay in the national team and prepare for the qualifiers on September 11. Capello still has time to adjust the team's lineup tactics.

There is no game for the first team. Tang En has been in the reserve team for a while, supervising the training and competition of players who do not have national team competition tasks - the Reserve League.

Aaron Mitcher is training hard to adapt to the new position of center. The progress was very slow at the beginning. After all, he played for seven years in the middle of the back, and some habits were not so easy to change. The difference between the centre-back and the forward is also very big. Changing the position is not as easy as changing the name, and there is a lot of knowledge here. Mitcher can only explore and experience it slowly by himself.

Shahin's progress also made Tang En very pleased. With the help of psychologists and coaches, he is trying not to avoid physical confrontation on the court. He was a little timid at the beginning, but finally did it. Tang En has decided to let Shahin play the League Cup for the Forests next month. If Shahin can successfully return to the level before his injury, the Turkish Football Association should really give Tang En and Nottingham Forest banners.

After the training, Don sometimes asks Chris Lark and Don to go to Burns’ bar party to have some wine together - Don of course only drinks non-alcoholic drinks. He chats with Fatty John and Skinny Bill and then goes home with Don.

Life is very simple.

However, if you are not busy or drink, and don’t be with your friends, Tang En will still feel a little lonely. The house is not small and most of the time there is no one. Every night before going to bed, you have to pass through the room in Xianya’s room when you go to the toilet to drain water. Sometimes he will suddenly stop and look in.

"Hey, Tony. Go and have a drink together tonight?" After the training, Chris Lack greeted Don enthusiastically. Don also looked at him.

Unexpectedly, this time Tang En shook his head and refused. “I have something to do, so I won’t go. You guys go by yourself.”

Chris Lack looked at Tang and was about to speak, but Tang said, "Since that's the case, I'll go home directly." He was not interested in the bar. In the past, he went there just because Tang En was going there, so he could chat with him. Since Tang En didn't want to go today, there was no need for him to go to the kind of place he didn't like very much.

Chris Lack sighed helplessly: "Okay. If you don't go, what will I do there alone?"

Tang En smiled and said, "You should go home and stay with your wife honestly, David! If you have children, don't run to the bar all day long."

Chris Lack shrugged and left, and Don looked at Don: "You go back too."

Tang nodded. He didn't ask what Tang En was going to do, but turned around and walked away.

What is Tang En going to do? Actually, he is still drinking. But he drinks in a different environment. He doesn't want to go to the Burns bar today, where there are too many acquaintances, and there are always people who come to talk to him with wine glasses, and they have no free time.

Why did he suddenly decide to drink in a bar? Because he suddenly remembered that tomorrow is his birthday, Tony Don't.

It has been almost five years since he came to the UK, and he has never celebrated his birthday. The first year was because he didn't remember when the owner of his body was. The memory was a bit serious that she couldn't remember many things. Now he remembered some of them. Others still didn't remember them, but they were all very long memories. It was nothing to remember them. The next three years he knew that Tony Tang En was on September 9th birthday, but he had no time to spend it. On the one hand, it was someone else's birthday, and on the other hand, he was always very busy. When he remembered the birthday, time was often over. Over time, he was too lazy to think about boring things like birthday.

Not everyone pays attention to birthdays very seriously. Tang En remembers that he was not a person who cared about this matter before. He was still at home and was studying and working alone outside. He never celebrated his birthday for himself - he rarely had friends, so he was too stupid to buy a cake and blow candles. He just remembered that he was born in the year, month and day, and there was no need to do so many tricks.

It is estimated that Tang is the kind of person who doesn't care about his birthday, because since Tang came to Nottingham, Tang En has never seen him celebrate his birthday. By the way, Tang Di's birthday is August 8th. It has passed. The Olympics just happened to open, and Tang En joked that his birthday party was directed by Zhang Yimou. Tang had no reaction to this, which made Tang En feel that he had told another cold joke.

But this year, Tang En, who doesn't care about his birthday, remembered the birthday.

Because he suddenly thought that tomorrow, his body would be 40 years old...

Forty years old!

This is a very scary age.

When Donn was sitting in a bar in downtown Nottingham, he was still thinking about this question.

I never cared about my age before. It can even be said that he always felt that after traveling through time, his age should start from twenty-six years old, so he is only thirty-one years old this year. There are still many young people of this age in China who have not gotten married at all.

The reality is very cruel. He can feel that his body is slowly getting older. This is a natural law that cannot be stopped and cannot be ignored. Although in football, the media and others still call him "young and promising", saying that he is "young and promising", but football is a special world. Here, 30-year-old players are called "veterans".

Forty years old.   It's indeed old.

As the Chinese saying goes: Standing at thirty, not confused when you are forty.

He should start a family and start a business at the age of thirty. He is still alone at the age of 40. From now on, he must treat himself as a person who has lived forty years.

He felt that he should seriously consider the "home".

The messy bachelor's room needs to be cleaned up, and he cannot always go to the Burns bar for fast food after work. He can't stay with him for a lifetime even if he hits a pistol or calls... The most important thing is that he is not a celibate, nor is he homosexual, he is sexually cold, and has never been hurt by women when he was a child. He is not mentally perverted, he is not a hard-core member of the "Death Dead Group", and does not hate society, women and families. Then this heart is always alone and has no place to stay, and he will feel uncomfortable when it is late at night.

I have been drinking together recently. Chris Lark always looks at the watch as soon as it is time, and then he keeps complaining that he will be entangled by his wife if he goes back late. While saying, "It's a problem for a woman at home, and it's not pleasant to drink even if she drinks." He obediently said goodbye to Tang En and rushed home to accompany his wife.

Donn asked Don. Chris Lark wanted to stay and have a few more drinks, or did he really want to go back and spend time with his wife.

Tang thought about it and shook his head and said he didn't know.

Without a family, I guess I can't understand the taste.

When Tang En thought of his family, he felt even more upset. He poured golden alcohol into his mouth.

Because he found that his life circle was pitifully small. Apart from football, it was football. In the past, he thought there was nothing wrong with it, and this was the life he wanted. Now when he wanted to find a woman from his life circle where he could live together, he couldn't find it - 99.9% of them were men.

In fact, Tang is the same as him, but Tang is still young, just twenty-seven years old. His future is very long. He has enough time to plan his life and meet someone he likes. Tang En felt that his time was tight for the first time. Ten years would pass in a flash, and then he would be fifty years old, over fifty years old... He used to have no idea about this age, but now when he thinks about it, he will feel chills in his back.

How could a middle-aged and forty-year-old man with a eccentric personality and an unpleasant temper have a woman he likes?

This is a very lively bar. The lively place is not that there are many people chatting loudly here, but because there are exciting music here, and young men and women are having fun together. This is not a traditional bar, but a bar that is younger and more fashionable, similar to a domestic disco.

Tang En came here casually. He didn't like this kind of noisy music. To him, these music were not as beautiful as the singing in the city stadium stands. But now he can be completely deaf about these music and noise. He just sat alone in the corner, drinking one cup after another. But when something bothered him, he would drink until he got drunk and his worries would naturally disappear.

He was attracted to someone from another corner like this.

"Can I sit here?" A female voice rang in Don En's ears.

Tang En looked up at the other person. A woman with brown hair and fair skin sat in front of him with a wine glass and smiled. Her face couldn't be seen clearly because he was drunk.

He is not unfamiliar with the opening remarks like this. He often encounters women who are dressed in a very charming and sexy dress. They sit down with a smile, invite them to have a drink, and then do whatever they should do...

Tang En was not in this mood at the moment. He came to this strange bar not to solve his physiological needs. But when he saw the other person's brown hair, he hesitated and changed his mind.

"Aren't you already sitting here, Miss?"

The woman smiled.

"You are so beautiful, Miss." This is a hypocritical compliment, and it is also an instinctive conditioning reflex. Tang En would say this when he saw a woman who took the initiative to chat with him. Now he couldn't see the other person clearly at all. On the one hand, he drank too much, and on the other hand, the lights were dim. What caught his eye was a piece of white - the other person was wearing very little clothes.

"Is there anything, beautiful lady?"

"I'm curious about you. No?" the woman smiled.

"It's also a reason." Tang En nodded, then narrowed his eyes and stared at the other party and asked, "But do you know who I am?"

The woman looked around, and under the exciting music, the men and women were still caring.

"On such a night, what does it have to do with us who are?"

The two looked at each other and smiled. This was a tacit understanding...

The sound of the car engine turning off on the street outside the house. After a while, the sound of unlocking sounded in the dark house. The door was opened. The light from the street lights outside reflected in, and two elongated figures appeared at the door.

"This is my home, it's a bit messy... but don't mind, ha." Tang En tied his tongue with a woman he was holding his arms pointed inside the door. "You have to know that a single middle-aged man is like this..."

Tang En shook off his feet and started turning on the lights in the dark.

When he just turned on the light, another familiar voice suddenly rang behind him.

"Your nightlife is so colorful, Uncle Tony."

Tang En turned back in surprise.   The little fairy was standing on the stairs, looking down at him coldly, and the charming and fashionable woman he met in the bar whom he was still hugging in his arms...

The scene was extremely strange. Tang En thought he was drunk, and there were auditory hallucinations and visions. He looked at Shania, then turned his head to see the bar girl who was standing next to him who was inexplicably at what happened suddenly.

He felt that his brain, which was anesthetized by alcohol, was not enough.

"What's going on...ah?" After a long time, this sentence burst out from his mouth.

"It seems that you are doing well alone, I feel relieved. Goodbye, Uncle Tony. Also. Just after midnight. Happy birthday. "Shania raised a backpack from the room and walked down. She waved her hands at the two of them with a cold face and walked straight out of the door. Soon the sound of starting the car came, and then a white Mercedes-Benz Jeep drove past Tangen's door.

"She, she is..." The woman pointed at Shania who had walked away, a little surprised and confused.

The cold wind outside the door whizzed in, and a layer of sweat broke out on Tang En's forehead - his wine had already sobered up.

Shania came back from abroad.   It’s just... why did it become like this?

The woman looked at Tang En with even more surprised and puzzled eyes this time. Tang En found that he still hugged the other person until now, so he quickly let go of his hand. "Sorry, sorry... I don't know what happened. But it won't work tonight..." As he said that, he took out a few bills from his wallet and handed them to the other person.

The woman's face turned cold when she saw Tang Endi's action. She stared at Tang En, and said in a completely different tone from when chatting in the bar: "I think you're wrong. I'm not a prostitute. Mr. Tony Tang En."

After saying this, the woman turned around and left Tang En's house. Like Xianya, she drove away.

At this time, Tang ran over next door and heard the noise. As soon as he entered the house, he found that Tang En was the only one standing at the door in the empty house, as if he was stunned.

"What happened? Where is Shania?"

Tang En turned his head and looked at him: "You know? Have you seen her?"

"As soon as I came back, I saw the lights on here. Out of curiosity, I came over to see it. Unexpectedly, Shanniya came back. I wanted to call you and ask you to come back. But she said she wanted to give you a surprise, so she didn't ask me to call... She came back specifically to celebrate your birthday, and also said she wanted to give you a birthday gift... By the way, where are she?" As she said, Tang looked around and looked for Shanniya's shadow.

"Stop looking for it, leave." Tang En sat dejectedly on the sofa, covering his face with both hands and rubbing it hard, hoping to make himself more awake.

"What happened?" Tang also felt that the atmosphere was wrong at this time.

"I don't know." Tang En spread his hands, "Simply put, I ran out to drink and brought a woman back. Then I saw Shania. Then Shania left, and then the woman left when I wanted to give her money."

Tang looked at Tang En with a look at the Martians: "How much wine have you drunk, Tony?"

"I don't know, I don't count."

Tang sighed and sat down beside Tang En, murmured: "So I hate drinking..."

The two men sat silently on the sofa. The door was open and the wind blew in outside, making people feel a little cold.
Chapter completed!