Maritimo - Byshovets's student.

Hey guys! Actually, this is my first story and first of all I wanna say sorry, because my english is not so good and I will have a mistakes here.

My name is Carlos Fernandes. I was born on the Madeira island - it's a Portuguese island, which is close to Africa, also known because of the Cristiano Ronaldo who was born there. We even used to study at the same school, but I was a bit older. OK, I should stop talking about this, because we was not even a friends. I started to love football from the childhood. I was playing everyday on the streets with my friends and one day entered to the Maritimo Football Academy. Everyday and night I was dreaming to be a football star, to win the World Cup with my idol Luis Figo, wearing national t-shirt.
In 2003 we've got the new manager in Maritimo. He was a Russian coach - Anatoliy Byshovets, who had won the Olympic games in 1988. We called him Anatoliy Fyodorovich, it was really hard to us to pronounced his name, but he insisted. I haven't seen Russians before and always imagined, that they are a really harsh and rough guys. But he was not. He loved poetry and was a really peaceful man. He always read Fyodor Dostoyevsky and Leo Tolstoy to us. Even he did it on pre-match tactic. He was sure, that it gonna inspire us. I would say that not everyone liked him, even I would say that almost all of us hated him, especially my best friend Lima, the Brazilian guy who was my roommate and a harsh defender. But I liked him, I mean Anatoliy Fyodorovich our manager. I don't know why, but I did. Maybe because he put me into the squad and I made a debut in the professional soccer. And I have head the goalscorers table in the March 2004, before that terrible day... It was just usual training, I get a pass from Danny(yeah, yeah, yeah - that one who's playing for our national team right now and for Zenit) and suddenly a kick to my knee from my best friend Lima... My cruciate ligament was totally broken and the doctors told me, that I will not play anymore. All my dreams about the World Cup has been broken at this moment.

I accepted, that I couldn't not be the player anymore and decided to be Byshovets, I mean decided to be the manager.

By the way, we are still the best friend with Lima. This is his picture
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Now he is trying to make my dreams, he's already playing for Real Madrid and for our national team. I don't why, but now everyone calls him Pepe, but for me he is still Lima.

Oh, and this is Anatoliy Byshovets

When I decided to be manager, Anatoliy Fyodorovich has been fired already. But I could get his cell number. Trying to use my poor russian which I learned, when I was reading Leo Tolstoy, I asked Anatoliy Fyodorovic, who was working in Russia, to be his assistant, because I knew, that I could learn something from the great manager. I was a bit surprised, but he told me - "no problem". I googled a bit about Moscow(that this is a big thriving megalopolis) and decided to go. But what was a surprise for me, that Anatoliy Fyodorovich is not managing some Moscow's team. He has managed Tom from Siberia and it's winter and I have just a t-shirts in my suitcase...

After a few years, that I've been living in Russia, I read all the books recommended by Anatoliy Fyodorovich, I've got all the experience I've been needed. I understood, that I had formed and can be the manager. And another reason was, that after the bad results with Tom and Lokomotiv Anatoliy Fyodorovich couldn't find any job.

I got back to Portugal, but did not receive any offers. Finally I got one. It was from Maritimo B, I couldn't rejected it. After 2 years in Second Portuguese League with Maritimo B and without any special results, suddenly I got a call:
- Olá Carlos, - it was our president, - I remember you promised me, that you can make Maritimo Portuguese Champion in 5 years!
- Sim, - my voice was very insecure
- Do you want to be a Maritimo's manager?
- Sim patrão, - my voice was very assured
- You are gonna start tomorrow morning!
I have't had time to say, how I appreciate that, president hung up the phone before.
I tried, but I couldn't remember, when I promised this bullshit, that I can make Maritimo Portuguese champion!? Maybe at the club's birthday, when I was totally drunk!? Now it's never mind! I'm the Manager!

Good luck, enjoying it so far, but try to break up paragraphs?

2012-12-03 07:03#70730 manchesterblue97 : Good luck, enjoying it so far, but try to break up paragraphs?

Thank you! Sorry, I will try!

I'd be in serious depression If I was told I couldn't play football, Good Luck!