4/4, Europe, Independence Cup Semi-Final, and Youth Intake
“Our last quarter of the season. Will we in the league? Will we reach the IC Final? How will we fare in Europe? Will the new batch of youngsters, actually turn out good for once?”
Premier League
“4 wins, 2 losses, 1 draw. It didn’t really matter, what happened in the end might you guys ask?”
“Again. We win the league. It is literally ours now, we won’t stop winning. 362,000 pounds of prize money, in the bank!”
League Winners!
“We were in the Semi-Finals against Impuls Dilijan, an easy game. Or that’s what I think.”
“4-2, we win. Kamo Hovhannisyan with another 2 goals, doing very well during his good patch of form. We are off to the Final against Ulisses, who defeated Mika in the other semi-final.”
Youth Intake
“This season’s Youth Intake had quite an amount of crap players, but around 4-5 outstanding players. They are outstanding because they are the best we have ever got at this club. The player that stood out the most was:
Edgar Mkrtchyan
“At 16 years of age, and especially in Armenia, he looks like an okay player. His potential looks exciting though, and he has “experience” in Europe by playing for our youth team in the NextGen Series. I am training him to become a winger, and his only position is a right attacking midfielder, but I want him to sometimes operate as a wide man at the right of the midfield. He is fast, can cross, and he is very determined. One day we can train him on the left, possibly to replace Ghuka.”
Europe: The First 2 games
“We played Club Brugge at home, and St-Etienne away. I want to win Brugge, and we will definitely lose to St-Etienne, but that’s not how it turned out...”
Recount: Club Brugge
”This game: was tough and painful to watch for 90 minutes. We had possession, we had shots, shots on target too, but the only breakaway came through their striker, who scored in the 59th minute or so... I couldn’t remember, I was focused on other things. We were poor, not only did we not get 3 points at home, yet we couldn’t even salvage a point... “well that’s what you get when you want to exceed expectations too much”, I said to myself as I scratched a piece of paper that had the team instructions written on it. We needed change, we needed players to go forward. I told the players to pass it into space, move the ball upwards. It was the 91st minute, injury time was only 3 minutes. It was our only chance, we had a corner. “Mamuka!”, I yelled to our Georgian centre-back, “get up there, and do what you need to do. I want you to come back to me, happy with your 1st goal of the season. You can do it”. He ran up, panting, as Ghuka took the corner, he took a large jump and bulldozed his head into the ball and almost ripped the net. The whole stadium went crazy, he did it. We got our point. What also put a smile on my face was, opening my iPhone 6 to an alert: ‘Full Time; Spurs 2-3 St Etienne.’
Recount: St Etienne
“We arrived in France on a day that the weather wasn’t even worth recounting. It was horse shit. I was angry. The players trained, they realised something was wrong, I told them this, straightforward: “Why can’t we do it? Huh? Do we really have to be a team that is a punching bag? No. We may be up against one of France’s best, but with TEAMWORK, we can do it. So could we grab a point away from home? Why don’t we do it boys?!” They all smiled, they knew what I wanted, although I assured them that I wouldn’t be sad with a narrow loss. Anyways, we reached there, at the stadium. A bit of a drizzle, did we care? Nah. We wanted it. The French dominated the possession, we were still doing okay and having one shot on target. 24 minutes in, we conceded. Surprise? No. Could we do better? I hope. Minutes went on, nothing happened. I gave them a half-time talk assuring them that they are doing good, with a good response. I had to go to the men’s room, around the 76th minute. I came back, 4 minutes later to witness a mistake by their goalkeeper Ruffier - mind you, he hasn’t conceded in around 280 minutes - to where the ball goes to our handsome Russian midfielder Alexandr Bazanov, who does not stop running before he shoots it calmly, and scores. I was ecstatic, we did it. Well, there are 10 minutes left but my goodness, this kid is a gift from the almighty. We contained them, but they could not get through us. We were strong and proud, we snatched a point away from home. What happened to Spurs? They drew. We were actually higher than them after 2 games. Wow.”