"Mr. Stelling, could you get in please?"
This came from a man with a really nice black Aston Martin. Despite that, I was worried. Could this be a gang? What would they want with me?
Ten Minutes Later
It wasn't bad. I found myself at this place:
And of course, I was told to come here by Hartlepool's tycoon, Mukesh Ambani.
MA: Mukesh Ambani
JS: Jeff Stelling
MA: I'm glad you could make it.
JS: I didn't have a choice.
MA: I invited you here to tell you that you have impressed me during your first few months at the club. What would you like to eat?
JS: I guess I'll have the curry.
MA: That's a broad statement, Jeff.
JS: Can I have the best one then?
MA: Yes you can. [to a waiter] Aho! Mala ya gharata ahe uttama milava!
Waiter: I don't speak Marathi.
MA: I just want the best this house can offer. Two of whatever that is, please.
JS: What's Marathi?
MA: My language. Now, anyway, I need to tell you that I need you to hire some more coaches.
JS: Yeah, that would help.
MA: No, the players are complaining to me. I need you to get some coaches in, or I wont consider giving you the new contract that I have offered to you. If you can promise me two coaches by December, I'll give you a 3 year contract. Now excuse me.
He went away, probably to the toilet.
Voice: He wants you to get some coaches, then Jeff?
JS: Do I know you?
Voice: I am Adie Stovell, I was a fitness coach at Bolton, West Brom, Leicester and Nottingham Forest.
JS: Why are you in Hartlepool.
AS: Looking for a job.
JS: I guess I'll have to sign you up then.
MA: Who's this?
JS: Our new fitness coach.
One more coach.