Kapitel 848: A Suboptimal Situation

On the Wilford training ground, Bale shaded his eyes with his hands and looked up at the sky. He said, "The weather is fine today." His surroundings were clear as a crystal, and the sun was vibrant. "We will play our last league game in good weather."

"That's good. I hate the rain,"Şahin said. As a technical midfielder, the pitch being wet was extremely torturous for him.

The team had just finished a training session and gathered to rest. The atmosphere among the Forest team had always been good. During breaks, the players would get together and chat.

The conversation naturally shifted to the ownership of the league title. Nottingham Forest's players were sensible. Everyone knew that the decision of who gained the league title was not just up to them.

"I called Bendtner yesterday," Bale said. Everyone looked at him.

"I asked him if he was starting in the match. He was sure he was starting. I told him I hoped he did his best to beat Arsenal..."