2014-02-09 07:06#159460 Neal :
Really well done on the win, massive achievement! No clue why Croatia won't take you, though 
After some experimenting:
YOU CAN COME ON BOARD... IF YOU LEAVE HAJDUK
-MAY YOU NEVER WIN ANYTHING AGAIN
Known separatist, Timmy Bendiš was, once again, snubbed for Croatia's most prestigious post, to the general despair of the South of Croatia, as the legendary manager finished off a 6-1 rout on the opening day of the season.
Called into Zagreb to interview for the position, the towering Bendiš sat down among the notoriously Zagreb friendly Croatian FA, and waited for the job offer. He was currently being paid 2.2 million € a year to lead France, but had already stated that he would do the Croatia job happily pro-bono. This was his dream: to lead Croatia and Hajduk to the top. There would be no comparison.
He thought he had it in the bag. But the FA came up with one condition for the Croatia post: Leave Hajduk. Leave it behind, and never look back. Only then could he take the Croatia post. Only then could he lead Croatia from the 66th spot in the world to the top, and claim the World Cup as the country's hero.
He was stunned, but he was permitted to get up, and take a walk... think about it. They said they would wait. Everyone would wait for Bendiš. He walked down to his car, and pulled something from the glovebox, before slowly making his way back up. The board of directors of the FA watched intently. They honestly had no idea what he was going to do, this was their wild card... this was, perhaps, the only manager that could lead them to glory, and they were asking him to leave his life behind. They were essentially giving him permission to manage his own team: to manage Kiš, to manage Pesić. This was the man that could make Croatia great.
He entered, and they asked, "So?"
Slowly, Bendiš pulled a medal out of his pocket. Engraved on it was 'European Champions League 2020, Winner, HNK HAJDUK SPLIT'. He hadn't yet made space in his trophy cabinet for it, so he carried it around with him.
And then, slowly, quietly, deliberately, he spoke, "How dare you
"How dare you ask for this; who do you think you ARE that you can ask ME for THIS. Do you think that Croatia would even have a shot at becoming what it is without ME?! Do you PRESUME, do you IMAGINE, in your WILDEST FUCKING DREAMS, that someone ELSE will... no... CAN do what I do? Now, listen very carefully, for I shall never repeat this again,
"I am not here for your money, do not think that you will ever make that mistake again, or I will make sure that you do not have any left. I am here because I wanted to help. Nor was I here to help you, do not flatter yourselves. I was here to help the country, and what you have
done to it. I often wonder how you sleep at night, with the travesties that you have managed to do with what is essentially my team. But, in eight years, I have learned to live with it. It will be nine years soon... did you know that. Nine long, painful years. And in nine years, I have accomplished what I never dreamed I could.", Bendiš waved his medal around, gazing at it ponderously. "Did you know that I have 19 of these. No, I'm sorry... 20. 2 Champions League titles, 1 Club World Championship, 1 European Championship, countless Croatian Super cups, League titles, Cups, and you were there for almost Every. Single. One.
"I was here to win the World Cup at home. But, you know... I now understand that's not possible. And it's because of you. I hope you never win anything again. I hope the people of Croatia line right outside screaming for your removal, for my installation, as you panic, trying to move the rest of your measly funds from one bank account into another. I hope that, one day, you have to stand on trial in Switzerland for the fixed matches from all of those years, from Zadar-Inter... from Croatia-Slovenia... oh, trust me, I know them all, I know everything. And so do they. I hope that, one day, it all catches up to you, and the only thing left for your children to do will be to spit in your grave.
"That day will come, and it will come sooner than you can imagine. And do you know where I will be?"
"-Where?"
"Standing right here, in the front line, throwing you from this window for the crowds to eat you alive. And guess what, you can quote me on all of this. But you don't have to, because I've already told the press myself.
"Until next time. Scum."
MEANWHILE... IN SPLIT
After a 6-1 opening day at Poljud, and a 4-0 thrashing of Inter at home, Bendiš came back to his café from the long drive the following morning, and he saw someone with black hair on his balcony. It had been years since he saw her, since he heard her voice. It was a funny story their relationship, see... as the woman sitting on his balcony right now was the person he had dated before his fiancée... incidentally... it was also his fiancée's best friend from college...
"Good morning Iva, it's always a pleasure"