After George Wood said goodbye to his mother at the door, he discovered that there was something different outside his house today when he opened the door—a white jeep parked on the side of the road, with a man standing at the front of it.
When the man saw him come out, he greeted him with a smile. "Good morning, George."
"Boss?" Wood was a little surprised. It was the first time he had seen the team's manager when he walked out the door to head for training. So it was apparent he waited here especially. He looked back at the house and asked, "Why didn't you come in since you were here?"
"I've just arrived," Twain told a blatant lie.
"Do you need me for something?"
"I was just passing through here. Shall we go to Wilford together?" Twain patted the Mercedes Jeep behind him.
As the highest-paid player in Nottingham Forest, George Wood did not even have a car and ran to the training ground every day. Maybe this could explain why he was so fit.
