It was a bitterly cold December day but, Alex was happy as Andre Martins had finally started training with the first team after his calf injury 2.5 months ago. He had injected a lot of quality into the midfield after joining and while Santamaria and Vanaken made a good combination Alex preferred Vanaken and Martins. Alex kept a close eye on Martins as the team trained and was happy that he looked fit.
When he got back into his office Alex felt much warmer and had a quick look through the news. The decision by Anderlecht to sack Menzo led the news and Alex realised that his side was the last that he faced. His team had been underperforming since he took over so Alex wasn’t overly surprised Menzo had lost his job but, felt for him and sent a sympathetic text to him as well.
It was Christmas day and Alex was up early to watch his kids open up all the gifts that Santa/Rachael had bought them. The kids where thrilled and there was wrapping paper everywhere. Alex was pleased with the small number of gifts he got in comparison. The joy of present was just starting and Alex was fighting to open all the packaging and figure out how to operate everything when a phone call gave him a good excuse to abandon his efforts.
He was surprised when he saw that the caller was captain Timmy Simons and left the room to take the call. There was the obligatory seasonal greetings and Timmy got to the point of the call. “I’ve made my mind up, I want to retire at the end of the season. I want to spend some more time with my family.”
Alex wasn’t overly shocked he had guessed it would be this season or the next and wasn’t going to stand in the way of him retiring. “Alright, I guessed this day as coming. Your choice so hopefully we can win something to end your time as a player and of you do change your mind I will have you back and if not I would also take you on my staff if you want.”
“Thanks boss. I’m definitely not going to play again but, I may take you up on the coaching offer, not sure on it though will consider it more nearer the time.” The conversation wound down from that point and Alex got back to trying to make lots of small fiddly things work.
A couple hours later and it was Christmas lunch. It was going fine until Alex’s phone started to vibrate incredibly in his pocket. After almost a minute of it happening constantly Alex left the room to see what all the fuss was about.
He was surprised at the headline of the app update he saw. Roy Hodgson had decided to retire as the manager of England and the FA had acted quickly to appoint Roberto Martinez as the manager of the England national team.
He wasn’t quite sure why it had caused all of the stir on his phone and looked at the text many of which were across the lines of. “You coming home soon?”
Alex couldn’t understand that and had a look online about Martinez’s move until he realised the reason. His work in Belgium hadn’t been ignored and he was the favourite to take over the vacant job at Everton that had been created.
No sooner had Alex worked this out than he had a call from, he guessed, a journalist. He accepted it and this conversation started with no small talk. “Mark Ross here, how do you react to being made the favourite for the job at Everton?”
Alex took a second to compose himself and think up an answer. It took him a while as he thought over the pro’s and con’s of any answer but, the one to choose from came easily to him.
“I’m more than happy at Club Brugge and for the more than foreseeable future I see myself staying at Club Brugge. So I would not be a good person to bet on getting the Everton job.”
“Thanks, bye” Was all he heard as Alex headed back for more food.