28th May, 2022
Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico
"It's great to see you, coach." Amaury smiled warmly, as he pointed towards a chair infront of his desk.
I don't think I had ever been in the owner's office before. Although, I must admit there's a lot of places I haven't been in my short time here. I had barely finished obtaining my "A" License while managing the U15s with my hometown club, Chivas. We had been successful, winning 2 championships in my one year here. Was I being moved to the U17, I know the club's being restructured after Cadena's failure. But now I'm rambling, breathe and get on with the meeting.
"Likewise, Mr. Vergara." I answered as I sat down. "This is a very nice office." I tend to blabber on when I'm nervous, not one of my proudest traits.
"Yeah well, my dad didn't spare any expenses." he said coldly. "I'll get straight to the point: we need a new manager, you're fresh blood and you've done great here so far."
"We're talking about Tapatío, right? Espinoza is moving up?" The nerves were hitting hard, moving from U15s to a professional division was a big leap.
"Espinoza is out anyways, Peláez is out, we'll have a whole new staff for you. We're talking MX of course, Chivas, why else would you be talking directly to me?" He said, smirking, almost making fun of my incredulity. "I'm appointing you Chivas manager, effective immediately."
"...Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. I promise I'll do my best." I mumbled. Shock. I even felt kind of numb. This was probably the moment I had been working for since I decided to enroll in the National School for Technical Directors, and yet I wasn't as happy as I was overwhelmed.
I turned around and left the office, I had to say goodbye to my kids.
Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico
"It's great to see you, coach." Amaury smiled warmly, as he pointed towards a chair infront of his desk.
I don't think I had ever been in the owner's office before. Although, I must admit there's a lot of places I haven't been in my short time here. I had barely finished obtaining my "A" License while managing the U15s with my hometown club, Chivas. We had been successful, winning 2 championships in my one year here. Was I being moved to the U17, I know the club's being restructured after Cadena's failure. But now I'm rambling, breathe and get on with the meeting.
"Likewise, Mr. Vergara." I answered as I sat down. "This is a very nice office." I tend to blabber on when I'm nervous, not one of my proudest traits.
"Yeah well, my dad didn't spare any expenses." he said coldly. "I'll get straight to the point: we need a new manager, you're fresh blood and you've done great here so far."
"We're talking about Tapatío, right? Espinoza is moving up?" The nerves were hitting hard, moving from U15s to a professional division was a big leap.
"Espinoza is out anyways, Peláez is out, we'll have a whole new staff for you. We're talking MX of course, Chivas, why else would you be talking directly to me?" He said, smirking, almost making fun of my incredulity. "I'm appointing you Chivas manager, effective immediately."
"...Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. I promise I'll do my best." I mumbled. Shock. I even felt kind of numb. This was probably the moment I had been working for since I decided to enroll in the National School for Technical Directors, and yet I wasn't as happy as I was overwhelmed.
I turned around and left the office, I had to say goodbye to my kids.