August,A month I wanted to forget about in a hurry.I'd only been in the job around two months and already i was struggling. Doubts were coming into my mind maybe i wasnt cut out to be a football manager. But its what i'd always dreamt of doing. I'd had all the management games, made my teams won numerous trophies and countless European Titles. I didn't know what was going wrong, We have the staff. Course, We've got me, Im the best. Yet we cant do anything on the pitch.
We had just come off the back of two really bad results. A 4-0 loss to Newcastle in the league and a 4-1 loss today to Chelsea in the cup. My life was in a mess. I liked this girl but had just got off with her best friend. She didnt know and i was hoping to keep it that way. My next match was against Arsenal. Another 4-0 drubbing. I had hired the help a mental coach for the team to try and get over the tough times. While i was alone in the matter of sorting out my life. That was one of my two off the pitch worries. The other was the GSE(GSE) One of the most brutal football firms in the country. I'd heard reports about what they did. Guys had been killed, in there fights,
The overview of my short career looked something like this;
The league table after 7 games;
My Squad;
Results, So far and fixtures to come;
Sorry the pictures are soo big.
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