Chapter 49: The Real Legend Part 1
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"The term 'legendary figure' has been overused, but he was the real 'legend'."
— Arsène Wenger, Arsenal Manager
Driving down the A52 highway was a 2001 red Ford Focus with four men inside. Among these men, three were extremely happy and one of them was grumbling non-stop.
"Kenny, I have a question for you. Is your bar not open for business today?"
Burns shrugged his shoulders and replied, "I'm the boss, not the bartender. I don't have to stay there all the time."
Tang En rolled his eyes and then turned his head around to look at Walker, who was seated beside Burns. "And Walker, why are you here?"
Walker smiled foolishly and did not answer him. Burns and he were in the back seat. They were so excited, as if they were groupies who were on their way to attend their idol's concert.
Looking at these two guys' foolish expressions, Tang En turned his head around and plained. "This is unfair. The people Boss wanted to invite were me and Bowyer, so why are the two of you tagging along?"
"Don't be so petty, Tony. I'm sure boss would like to see us pay him a visit."
"That's right, the more the merrier."
Tang En did not know what he to say. Sighing, he said to Bowyer who was driving, "Let's play some music."
Bowyer pressed the play button on the car radio, but the music that came out made Tang En jump in fright. It really was a jump, and Tang En's head would have definitely hit the ceiling of the car, if not for his safety belt.
That was because what came out of the radio was a group of fans shouting and screaming, just like what he heard during the matches.
"This is music?"
The two in the back seats burst into laughter, and Tang En remained silent after listening to them. He discovered that he had a very obvious "generation gap" with these three people. The three of them appeared to get along with each other very well, and they knew many things which Tang En did not know. For example, "Boss" and this "music."
After the fans' screaming ended, music finally started to play, and he was momentarily stunned when he heard the first sentence. It was the song that he often heard playing at the matches, Nottingham Forest's song "We've Got the Whole World in Our Hands."
"This isn't the fans." Tang En said in bewilderment.
Bowyer shook his head. "What you're listening to right now was sung by us."
"And me." Burns added from behind.
"This was recorded in a recording room in the past, by the entire Nottingham Forest team." Walker continued to give a slightly more detailed introduction to Tang En. "At first, it was a television program that invited them—at that time I still wasn't at Forest—to sing this song on the program. After that, it was made into a record and released."
"The sales were pretty decent, too," Bowyer said proudly. After that, he hummed the tune of the song and became increasingly louder. Then, Burns and Walker also joined in the choir.
Filled with the men's proud singing, the car drove past the road sign which displayed "Derby."
Brian Clough. To Tang En, who had time-travelled over from China, this name was very unfamiliar. However, to the entire English football world, it was the most extraordinary name. Even though he had long since retired, he still possessed a substantial amount of influence in that circle. He could reprimand the players and managers whom he did not take a liking to, and even a big-shot like Sir Alex Ferguson would not dare to talk back, should he be scolded by him. To describe it with a monly used line in movies, it would be—I may no longer be in Jiang Hu, but tales of me still live on.
Ever since he stepped foot into the football world, the name had appeared countless times, along with all sorts of miracles. When he was still a player, he set the record for the fastest player to score 200 goals. He represented Middlesbrough and Sunderland in 296 matches, and scored 267 goals. Between the two, he scored 204 goals in the 222 matches that he played for Middlesbrough, and 63 in the 74 matches he played for Sunderland. This was an extremely terrifying scoring rate. However, his career as a player was extremely short-lived. He retired at the mere age of 29 due to an injury, and consequently walked the path of being a manager.
What really made his name renowned throughout the world and caused him to bee a generation's "godfather of football
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