Chapter 53: Premier League Part 3
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Although Tang En had five wins and one loss in March's league matches, he still lost to Harry Redknapp who was the manager of Portsmouth F.C. and had won the best coach award six tis. Losing to him did not affect Tang En's mood at all, as Harry Redknapp was a famous figure in English football.
In order to celebrate the comndable achievents by Forest during that period, Burns threw a casual get together at his bar. He invited all who wanted to co, but, of course, the players could not co. Even if they wanted to co and drink, they still needed Tang En's permission. Tang En was a classic drinker, but he did not allow his players to drink. They could drink as much as they wanted after the season, but not during it.
Michael brought his son, and the smart Bernard soon beca the center of attention. Tang En approached little Bernard with a glass filled with beer, and the glass was almost bigger than the kid's head.
"Co, uncle feed you to drink…" Tang En's tongue felt bigger when he talked. No one knew how much alcohol he had drank.
Just as he handed the glass over to Bernard, Michael snatched it away and imdiately drank it down in one shot.
Tang En saw Michael's throat moving and heard the sound of the beer going into his stomach. The entire glass of beer was in soone else's stomach! Tang En looked him straight in the eyes and yelled, "That was mine!"
"I know." Michael wiped away the foam on his mouth, burped, and then said with satisfaction, "Thanks for the treat."
"You are such a…" Tang En opened his mouth and was about to let him him have it, but was stopped by Michael's warning.
"B*stard! Don't you use bad language in front of my son!"
Tang En was completely speechless.
There was loud laughter all around. Out of all the rough and husky voices of the old n, little Bernard's crisp voice rang out especially clear, "Boss, give Mr. Twain a cup of fresh juice on !"
Everyone exploded into laughter again.
Tang En raised his arms up to show he surrendered.
Big John held his glass up and shouted happily, "Who beat Tony?'
Walker stretched his voice just like the sound-system at the stadium and shouted, "Gaaaaaavin!"
The rest imdiately added on as if they were watching matches in the stadium, "Bernard!"
The atmosphere in the bar reached a climax, and people were holding their glasses and chatting energetically. Michael brought his son to sit at Tang En's table, and everyone sitting at the table welcod little Bernard and ignored his father.
"The son is way cuter than the father," Tang En judged.
"You're not cute, either," Michael tried to rebuke.
Tang En giggled, "This ans we have sothing in common."
"Who would have anything in common with soone like you?" Michael put his glass up and shook it in front of Tang En. Tang En knew what he ant and put his cup up as well. They cheered.
"Tony."
"Yes?"
"Will our team be in the Premier League at next season?"
"Is there any point to asking such a question?"
"Great. If you don't make it, I will sit behind your seat and heckle you at every ho match."
"Daydreaming! I will not give you any chance to do that!"
The two n finished their beers, and then looked at each other and started laughing.
The heavy door of the bar was pushed open, and a man who wore a cap ca in. Though he tried to keep a low profile, there were still people who recognized him.
The noisy bar soon turned completely silent.
Even Tang En and Michael, who sat the farthest in, felt the vibe change.
Michael, curious, turned around and saw the visitor who stood beside the door searching for soone.
After that, Tang En noticed the smile on Michael's face had disappeared. He stood up and looked at the middle-aged man in the cap.
Michael and the party-crasher t eyes at the sa ti.
"Michael," he said and wanted to go on, but Michael stopped him.
"I know what you want to do. I do not care about them, and you should not co and look for anymore. I have already made it clear that I want no association with you! The sa goes for John."
Michael had just finished what he wanted to say, when John, nearer to the door, stood in front of the guy in the cap and glared at him from unfriendly eyes and an unwelcoming stance.
"John, listen to …"
Big John spoke indifferently. "I do not know you."
While he said this, others surrounded them.
The uninvited guest looked at all the people and was exasperated. He pointed to John and Michael and scolded, "You are renegades who betrayed your brothers!"
This caught Tang En's interest. Betrayed? Brothers? Renegades? Were they in an action movie? He tiptoed up behind big John and hoped to catch a glimpse of the guy's face to see if it had any scars.
"The b*stards of Millwall want to challenge us! This is about our honor! And yet you guys are here drinking and enjoying yourselves as if there was nothing going on."
Burns' cold voice ca from the staircase, "I rember I said we do not welco people like you here."
The man seed to be scared of Burns, and his anger was suddenly gone. Tang En wondered why this man changed his manner so quickly. It seed like sothing strange was going on.
"Kenny…"
"Leave the place!"
Burns abruptly asked him to leave, and everyone in the bar stared at him with hate in their eyes for ruining the party. The uninvited guest stared at John who blocked his way angrily and then walked away.
As the door of the bar closed, the people inside began to drink and chat again as if nothing had happened. The vibe was soon back to what it had previously been.
However, Michael seed to be in a bad mood, and he suddenly drank all his beer in one shot. Then he murmured sothing. Despite the noisy surroundings, Tang En still heard it.
"What f*cking honor…"
After drinking the rest of his beer, Michael stood up and said to Twain and Walker, "I have to go ho now, as Gavin is about to fall asleep."
Walker nodded to show that he understood. Michael looked at Tang En who was still confused. "Rember what you promised, Tony. If Forest is still trapped inside League One, I will do sothing about it!"
After that, he took his son out of the crowd.
From the mont of the uninvited guest's arrival, to when Michael left the bar, Tang En was completely out of the loop. What was all that about? Turning back and seeing Walker drinking alone, Tang En felt that he had to know what had just happened. "Des, do you know who that guy in the cap was. It seed everybody knew him, but why did they talk to each other that way?"
Walker glanced at Tang En. "It was Mark Hodge, the leader of Naughty Forty."
"What is that?"
This ti Walker downed his beer, waited a minute, and then answered Tony. He sounded the words out syllable by syllable, "Foot-ball Hoo-li-gans!"
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