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!"