Sex, Drugs and Rock 'N Roll. Oh and some Football. [FM09]

Awww think of the paedestrians you thoughtless human! :p

Good update there, Jack, interested on finding out on how much Mr.Reid will be annoyed. Your Hamilton career has started well...

"You don't need me to explain that." - Andy Gray

Your update idolises my update for my Dr. Pepper Story. Even down to the old lady. It was like the third update I did, or second. I forget. The point is, you think of me as a God.
 
You do realise I have never understood your story and didn't even read the whole of the first series and most of the second. Mainly because it's just utter bullshit lol. It's like your as a high as a kite everytime you write!
 
Who says I'm not? And maybe your brain isn't capable of interpreting the story to fully understand the true meaning of it.
 
Anyone else outside of the Legends would think you were being offensive to Mani ;)

Also since when have mods been able to get away with swearing at members? ;)
 
Did I directly swear at him? I did not...

Anyway, can you guys stay on topic seeing as this is MY story thread.
 
Damn i hate those little old ladies that always take 2 years to cross and crossing :p
 
Chapter 2: Sleep

I screeched to a halt into a parking space outside the club building, and jumped out of my car. I grabbed my bag and ran into the reception area. I saw Mia reading the same Heat magazine and rushed over to her. Mia looked up and started to laugh. I thought it was rather inappropriate considering the fact I was about to be bollocked by my coach on my first day, but what the hell, it was rather funny.

"Hey" I said with a wry smile across my face.
"You best get over to the changing room pet. Your going to get in even more **** if you stand here talking to me." She replied.
"Where are they?"

She pointed to a door down the end of the corridor, and I thanked her before walking briskly towards the changing rooms. I threw open the door to see all the players sitting there in their kit. After a couple of seconds they all lept up and piled onto me. I had no clue who any of these guys were, and yet I was lying in a heap below about 15 players. After half a minute of squirming and trying to breathe, they all jumped off and let me get up. I looked up to see all the guys laughing and then a smallish guy with very short hair came up to me and offered his hand.

"Kellog, I'm Alex Neil, the skipper. The boss is going to be pissed when he gets back. Told us we canny start 'till you get here." He said as we shook hands.
"Not the best start, but at least he now knows what I'm like."
"Well go sit over there by Lucas. Today the reserves and first team are training together. It's usually separate, but I guess the boss wants to see what you got."
"No pressure then."

I headed off towards Lucas, a black lad who looked a similar age to me.

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"Alright mate." He said with an English accent.
"Alright. So, I'm not the only English one here then?" I said sarcastically.
"Ha, no, but there 'aint many of us. Heard you used to play for Bristol City."
"Yeah, too much of being late and getting in fights. Obviously I haven't changed much."
"Well I'm the new kid here to really. Signed from Huddersfield in the summer, so a bit of a change."
"Nice one. So what..."

I was interrupted by the sound of Billy Reid bursting through the changing room doors.

"Kellog. My office. Now."

I quickly shoved on my training top and headed towards the door. Lucas wished me luck, and I followed Billy to his office. He held the door and told me to sit down like he had done the day before. I went in and sat down.

"Right, I'm not going to bollock yous as yous might expect. But this is your one and only chance. If yous are late ever again, I will have yous running laps for the rest of the day. Understood laddy?" He said strongly.
"Yes, boss. Won't happen again."
"Damn right it won't. Now, onto today's training session. The reserves and first team will be mixed together. We'll do a few drills but I want to see what you've got in a game situation. So piss off and get ready. See you out on the pitch."

I got out of the leather seat and went through the door. I followed the route that was led by Billy, and managed to make it back into the changing rooms. A few of the guys made 'oooooh' noises and a tall Scottish man shouted 'naughty, naughty, Kellog!" I sat back down next to Lucas.

"So, a bollocking?" Asked Lucas.
"Yeah." I lied. "I won't be doing that a again."
"Right, get your boots on. Lets see what you got."

To be continued
 
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Nice ending :D. I guess Lucas is going to be your side-kick then in your little adventures? :D
 
Chapter 2: Sleep

"Shoot!" came the shouts from behind me as a lashed one towards goal from 25 yards. It flew harmlessly wide. I wasn't having the best of times. I was playing right midfield in my favourite position, but I soon realised what a huge step up professional football was compared to youth football. I was being kicked all over the place by their midfield, and their left back, 20-year old Brian Easton, was just shutting me out of the game. We were playing a full length match to try and boost fitness levels, and I knew that with about an hour already gone, I wasn't long being substituted. I needed to make an impact.

Then came my chance. A counter attack broke from a corner and I hurtled down the right wing. I called for the ball, but it never came. I was in masses of space, but nobody even glanced my way. The ball was played forward for Lucas who instantly picked me out before sprinting towards the box. By this time Mark McLaughlin, the same guy who had shouted 'Naughty naughty' after my chat with the boss, had made it back. I had to take him on. I ran at him before making a few step overs trying to get him to move one way before taking it around him. He stood unmoved. I had been pushed around all game, I decided it was time to give some back. I knocked the ball just past McLaughlin knowing I wouldn't reach it unless I knocked him down. I charged forward and locked shoulder to shoulder with him. As we clashed he stumbled giving me a chance to cut in front of him. I swung my right foot back and put in a curling cross headed for the penalty spot. There was Lucas in acres of space, meaning he couldn't miss. He nodded the ball past the keeper with ease.

"Good stuff kid." Came the cry from McLaughlin behind me.
"Cheers." I replied with a sense of pride in my voice.

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From then on in I started to play much more fluently, feeling comfortable on the ball and making a few fine crosses from down the right. After 75 minutes the boss brought me off. I was knackered. I hadn't played competitive football in a few years, and it showed.

"Yous took your time gettin' goin', but it was worth the wait." Said Billy.
"Cheers, boss."
"Need to work on that fitness though. Yous look like yous had an all nighter with a porn star."

I laughed before sitting down on the side. I may have not had the best first hour of football at my new club, but that 15 minutes at the end had showed everyone what I could really do. I took a sip from my Lucozade and sat enjoying watching my new teammates playing football.

To be continued...​
 
Lol at the last speech. I've got to remember that one :D. Once you got your confidence, you stopped getting battered and got some good football in.
 

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