Episode 1: WTF?
I was on the chair, with my suitcase beside my right leg, fiddling with my thumbs. What was I even doing here?
Sure, "techincally" I was qualified for this job, but I had no fucking idea how I was gonna go about it. I was scared about the interview, scared that I wouldn't get the job. But the thing that scared me more was the fact that I could possibly get the job, and then screw up terribly.
The door infront of me opened, and a tall man with glasses walked out. He was freakishly tall, looked about 6'4". He was followed by a short fat man. The former looked like he aced his interview, and was confident of the job, and the short man I assumed, was his agent. As he walked by me, he tapped me on the shoulder and said "Good luck" in a strong French accent, displaying a cocky smile on his face.
Then, I figured it out. That was Laurent Blanc. Former Manchester United player, Bordeaux manager, and France manager until a couple of weeks ago.
I applied for this job with the hope that I wouldn't have to compete with the likes of Blanc and other top managers around Europe because of the way our last boss left. André Villas-Boas was just two weeks into the job when he went insane and was admitted into a mental health instutution. There are rumours that Daniel Levy was the reason. I thought that these other candidates would like to keep their sanity, but by the looks of it, they didn't. Why was I here, then? Because I loved the club, of course.
I declared defeat. No way I was getting hired.. There was no point wasting my time, the board's time, and throwing my self-respect out the window. I picked up my briefcase, turned around and started walking away.
"Mr. King" said a voice behind me, stopping me in my tracks. I turned around.
"The board will see you now." said the receptionist.
I reluctantly walked back towards the room, cursing the receptionist in my head.
I put my hand on the doorknob, still trying to decide if I should walk away. It wasn't too late.
My brain said "Run". My heart "Run". But apparentely, my body said "Go in" as I found myself twisting the doorknob and pushing the door open. I screamed "NOOOOOOOO!" in my head, but I was already in the room. There was no running away now.
In front of me was a long table. On the far side, there were seven men seated, all dressed in expensive suits, and none of them seemed very enthusiastic. The only reason I even had an interview for the job was because of my playing career at the club. None of them were going to take me seriously. At the centre was a bald man. Daniel Levy, The chairman.
"Come on Mr. King, we don't have all day. "
I took my seat on the opposite side, waiting for the first question to be fired.
"So, let's keep this short and sweet, shall we? Why should we hire you?" asked Levy.
I don't know what I said, or what happened for the next thirty minutes or so, but this is how my interview ended.
"Congratulations, Mr. King. At this point, we can offer you a one year contract, worth £40,000 a week." said the Chairman.
"£90,000 a week" I demanded.
"Meet us in the middle. £65,000."
"Alright. And I want my own backroom team."
"Of course."
"And a paid vacation. Brazil. Two weeks."
"Done. We'll prepare a contract and send it to you by tomorrow." said Levy, with a satisfied smile on his face.
I shook his outstreched hand firmly, and left the room before they changed their mind, still wondering what the fuck had just happened.
Good luck Ledley "The injury prone" King
Hopefully you can get a good dfensive system in
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Good luck, looking forward to see what you do with the team, who you keep/sell and buy
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Good writing so far, I can't wait until you get to the matches!
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This has the potential to be a great fm story. Good luck Dalnoth.
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Tellak:
This has the potential to be a great fm story. Good luck Dalnoth.
ebEliminator:
Good writing so far, I can't wait until you get to the matches!
Liambrocklesby:
Good luck, looking forward to see what you do with the team, who you keep/sell and buy
The FM Rookie:
Good luck Ledley "The injury prone" King. Hopefully you can get a good dfensive system in
manchesterblue97:
Good luck with this
The Boy Wonder:
good luck with Spurs
Thanks for all the support guys, hopefully I can turn this into a really good story.
