FC Groningen - Regencity

There we sat, all 7 of us. I, as the manager of FC Groningen, just won 2 titles, and 2 cups. Lewie Roberts, my collegue at FC Dordrecht, which got all my youths which I didnt plan on playing. My assistants, the Alex's, Alex Archer Balik and Alex Ander, both very good helps in getting me my throphies. My Head of Youth, Ronnie Biggs, who helped me find the good youngsters. My Head of Youth, Charlie Simpson, nephew of Homer, who keeps an eye out on all my youngstersAnd of course the heaad of my Medical Staff, the wonderful, beautiful, sexy Claire Fanny. Together we are a team which The Netherlnds has seldom seen.

"Well guys," I started, "We had an amazing 2 seasons, winning everything domestically. Claire, You managed to keep a lot of our players in good health, especially all our incoming youngsters, which our friend Ronnie managed to find." Claire and Ronnie smiled, they knew I ws just warming up on this toast. "we have had an amazing run last season in the champons leaague, thanks to our Alex's, beating Juventus, and winning against Man Utd at home, even thought we were out of it in the quarterfinals. We have an amazing bunch of youngsters, and Lewie here wants to help us, and will play our youngsters if we end them to loan towaards him, so they can progress."

"All we need now is to retain our top spot in holland, and fight for the top spot in Europe, I know we can do it, with the likes of Greco, Ouattara, Case, Bohm and Rak. We have the best youths of Europe, maybe even the world. why cant we take reign of it, and make Holland the greatest country again. all raise your Beer to FC Groningen. To Honor, To Glory, For the Youths, For Holland!"

I always loved Groningen! GOOD LUCK.

Good start, looking forward to this!

Really good start there

ARCHER!!!

There we were, Lewie Roberts and me, together after a few pints in De 3 gezusters on De Grote Markt in the citycenter of Groningen. The beer was flowing, as was the information. "I need any player you could spare from your youthteam" was what lewie drunkenly said. He couldnt handle that much liquor, so after the 6 beers he had he was already almost pissing his pants due to a full bladder. "If the youths are half as good as you say they are, i may can become champion in a way that even Johan Cruyff would applaud. But hey, I just love those kids, no homo."

Michael was thinking. Should I send all those good youngsters to him, with the risk of losing Lewie as a partnerclub, but having them play a good bunch of matches. It was very tempting to do, but Lewie had more knowledge of tictacs than he had of tactics, and im quite unsure if he would win enough, considering his 14th placelast season.

"Well Lewie, you can have them, as long as you play them, and as long as pigs dont fly." Lewie, already drunk out of his mind after his 8th beer, stated oogling the male bartender, and said: "That was so deep, Adele rolled in it. But OK, let's see how far we can take this."




Players in blue are loaned from FC Groningen

Good start to this mate! Good luck for the season ahead!

Well den.

That was random!

Nice update though!

More of the same Mich, Long may it continue

This is a rather unique story I can see

Nice start, I like these sort of stories so will be following.

It was quiet in the clossed underground closed Club Subsonic. Where a few years back where parties with molly and speed, is now a completely empty bar. Well, not completely empty, as me and the Alex's are here. We wanted some quiet place where whe could drink and talk,and well, we did.

"Amazing season last year," said Archer, "but now its time to notch it up a bit, we should dominaten like never before." Ander nodded, "yeah, our pre-season was a bit rubbish with 2 draws, but at least we completely demolished Heerenveen in the Supercup. Greco was doing his magic again. I wish I had such magic with my boyfriend. Ben Dover has been a bit preoccupied lately." "Guys, focus. We need to set the targets for upcoming season. I want to do the double for the 3rd time in a row, and I want to be in Europe in January. No, not skiing in Switzerland, Archer, you'll get hit by a tree again, and I can't have that. And I think we should aim on having 100 goals at the end of the season." "Ay Ay Captain", Said the Alex's in unison.

With that, the meeting was concluded, and the bys each got their own way. When coming outside, a black Mercedes drove up, opened the door, and grabbed Michael. "Get in, we need to have a talk."

The unique writing style makes this an awesome story, keep it up mate!!

I'm getting pushed to the backseat of the Mercedes, where one big ugly guy in a yellow suit with a green tie is sitting. We drive out of th city center, past my favorite coffeeshop Metamorfose, left on the inner city ring, and towards the park. I try to say something, but Im getting shhh'd by the guy.When we arrive in the Noorderpark, we get out, and Im ordered to follow him towards a small bench.

"Oi cunt, Im Darren Smith, Im from Australia, but you probably found outby the bloody accent I have. You are doing ok with your club here, but I, as Aussie Maffia, want to see that you pick up some australians." Started Mr Green and Yellow. I replied calmly: "And why would I give in to your demands, considering you abducted me from the streets, and drove me here." "Because the next time, if you dont sign an Aussie, we wont be talking, but you will be screaming like fucking pig. I have my connections, you'll get them cheap, just say my name. Blatter will handle the rest, hee is so fucking corrupt, the Swiss Cunt, that he will let you do anything I want." I was baffled. his clown, as he looked that way with the suit, is trying to intimidate me, and to blackmail me. "Ok, Ill sign aan Aussie, but you are paying him, and his salary. I aint afraid of no one, and I'd like to see you try to get me squaling, as I will hunt you down. I expet you to find the right guy, and to have the contracts ready by sunday. If not, you and your crew can go fuck themselves." I stood up, and walked away.

Back at home, I started checking email. I found a mail from an unknown sender.

Oi Cunt, this is your friendly kidnapper.

You'll see Marc Griffiths at the gate tomorrow. Youll get him for free, as you demanded. I expect you to sign the contracts he has with him, so he can legally play. and Playing he will.

See you sooner than you want.
The bloody Aussie.


Introducing striker no3: Marc Griffiths

This story would have an uniqueness of 10/10.