2013-10-18 06:31#138397 Akash :
Great update! Timmy, you just keep getting better and better! 
I try my best
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"JUST WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE"
-a young woman's voice answered, trembling a bit, "... John Elkman's junior undersecretary... can I help you sir?"
"Oh, sorry love... is John in Torino, or is he somewhere else?"
-"He is, he's in a meeting right now, but if you wait for a few minutes, I'd be happy to put you through..."
"Thank you darling... sorry about the..."
Bendiš's best friend was laughing hysterically on his chair. Bendiš had the occasional outburst over the phone. His waitress came up looking apologetic saying that she couldn't get us transferred directly to the Agnellis, but she got through to a secretary... Bendiš, waving her off, responded with "I may have figured that out..."
a few minutes passed before the hold music stopped. A calm voice responded in a neat Italian, "this is John Elkman speaking, Andrea Agnelli is on speaker with us"
Bendiš, also in a neat Italian, albeit with a slight Venetian accent "Oh, perfect... JUST WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!"
"Ah, Mr. Bendiš I presume..."
"YEAH, YOU'D BETTER FUCKING PRESUME, BECAUSE I'M WONDERING WHO THE HELL YOU THINK YOU ARE." Bendiš was livid, and Elkman thought he might know why. "See, I open the newspaper, and I see that you beat Barcelona 3-1 at home, and I thought, 'there is no way they fire their manager, no matter how badly the league is going... They'll at least let him get through the Barcelona return fixture and then sack his ass.' But no. See, what I get is a letter in the mail offering me,
ME, of all the fucking people IN THE WORLD the job at the head of, arguably, one of the most successful teams in Sport. Trust me, I understand, Mr. Agnelli...
"-Dr. Elkman"
"WHO FUCKING CARES... anyway, I understand that I am a high profile manager at what can be only described as a low profile club, and I am the first person to run to, because I am "guaranteed" success. But let me explain something to you: There is no way I am signing that contract, even with the, frankly, absurd amount of money you're offering. 2.5 MILLION? Are you serious? No... the reason is that you did it
now.
"This is my year John. I got SO FUCKING CLOSE last year. SO DAMNED CLOSE. Do you even know what that feels like? To be THAT CLOSE to the one thing your club has ever dreamed of but never had. I looked at the replay John. I looked at it so many times. It turns out that I was about 10 seconds away from winning at Nou Camp. 10 seconds.
"There was a famous skier in Croatia, Ivica Kostelić, and he loved our annual race in Zagreb. It's a big deal here and all. Ivica was the World Champion. Twice. Fantastic skier. But you know, in 5 years of skiing in the trophy in Zagreb, he was 2nd 5 times. He never won... not even once. Did you know that if you took the amount of time that made the difference between 1st and 2nd place for 5 years in a row, you would come up with a number less than a tenth of a second.
"Let that sink in, John. There is a man in Croatia who couldn't win the trophy
in ZAGREB for less than a tenth of a second
over 5 years. That will
not be my legacy. I will not leave Hajduk... especially now, since I am so damned close to the fucking trophy.
"Do you know what would happen if I took control of your club now? Do you? I'd probably shut up shop against Barcelona, grind out a 1-0 loss, and then win the Champions League. And you know that. The problem is, if I stay here, there's about a 20% chance I can make it to the final with my home club. And, when I get there, there's about a 50% chance of me winning it...
"My life is here John. I'm getting married in June. And one day, far in the future from now, my kid is going to lift that damned trophy at my stadium, and then, 2 months later, he'll lift the World Cup, on the day I retire.
"Good luck Agnelli. I might have taken it in the summer... but right now, I recommend you bring Iaquinta back now, because without him, you're going to have a tough time against Barcelona..."
-Elkman, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, "Good day to you as well, Mr. Bendiš. I wish you the best of luck... It was, as always, a pleasure".
"Sorry John... Sorry Andrea... sometimes I think... sometimes it truly is the trophy of the damned"
the next day, Juventus lost 4-3 on aggregate to Barcelona at Nou Camp