Monday, February 21, 2005

 

What a weekend

We levelled those guys totally. There was nothing left of them. This week we have match against the league leader, but match will be a breeze. There is no stopping to us now. One of their brightest stars is injured and they are out of ammo. It sure will feel nice to beat the top of the league. What a great game this is.

Saturday, February 19, 2005

 

Sweaty palms

Game night. Advesary sucks so we are going to rave through the game. Take it easy I keep on telling them. After we wipe the floor with those guys, there is going to be massive party on players expense. Because we are out of town, there is no ticket revenue and team accounts are already under the water line. One saves where one is able.

Friday, February 18, 2005

 

Training

Manager has to make some bright choices. I light up the room as I enter. Well, at least I light up a cigar. Training is bit like a cigar - you have to have a lighter. Ah, I see you all understand what I mean, good. Oh, you all know me, throwing out managerial pearls totally free. I guess the lesson to learn here is really just to keep lighters at hand, simple.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

 

What day is it?

We got beaten in the friendlies - we got beaten real bad, all the way back to yesterday. Anyhow thats how it feels. On the second half I was out of hair (not kidding here) and guys were out of legs. Out of everything... it wasnt playing anymore it was total playfare. I should call it quits, but Im too stubborn. More stamina and lubricants or was that porridge... Better get back to TV - I mean back to managing the team.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

 

Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool

Victory and party! Trailor marches from victory to another but when we meet a team too good? Never! Continuous celebration...

Saturday, February 12, 2005

 

Game night, Game on

Nervous breakdown once again. Been smoking in chain just to give my lips something else to do besides praying. Xubra won their previous match and they have not done any changes to their lineup. Yours truly did make FEW ####ing clever moves... that reminds me, wait a sec, Ill write this down... ok, there - Never make managerial decision concerning the team while drunk. Better put this on the desk as an inspirational reminder.

Laissez faire politics rules! Im not gonna make a bleebing thing for the team. They are in it to their waists Im just wasted. Hey, whats this article about... toll free numbers, now wheres my phone... Who you gonna call? Who you gonna call? Who you gonna call? Manager! Manager. Manager... Manager

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

 

Shop 'Til You Drop

Go for the volume I say. Go for the domestic I say. When I say, you listen. So what if I have 5 new players and all of them are shit. Hey, I know what I'm doing, in a matter of fact, I know I'm gonna get wasted soon. Now, where is that bottle opener?

Anyway I now have 25 players and more a coming. In with the new, out with the old. I'm gonna go and show some serious boot to those Jims. Team will be full of kids, so luckily I don't have to pay for the ladies... enough to just throw them a PS.

Monday, February 07, 2005

 

That Fat Idiot

Yep, I've had it! Goal keeper can't even keep his cool, but moans and croacks about letting everybody down. Screw that! I raised a rookie from the farm to substitute him. I'll get that whining out of him.

But boy, the team is like my navel - bloated and still seeking room to expand. Can't get rid of those those jerkoffs who keep on fumbling the ball. NOBODY is offering NOTHING. I'll boot their sorry asses later this week, unless I get a stroke of gentleness and put them on for a contract. Show me the hat and the trick boys! HATTRICK! THAT'S what I'm talking about!

And why the hell I don't have any airconditioning in my office? I'm gonna whack the following Finn who suggests to open the window, these people are fucking nuts! Where's my valium?

Sunday, February 06, 2005

 

Show me the money!

I have been at the helm of my club for a week now and it has all gone to hell. I have made brilliant mistakes and I even had a tutor to guide me past the worst nightmare decisions.

There is no sexy secretary that I was promised before signing the contract. By the way, the team stinks and I am not talking about the after-practise lockerroom parfume.

Those morons went and lost the first game, I should fire the coach but I just got him with almost 300K euro. Seems to me that he just eats up all that money and then takes a short visit to the loo.

No one in the team scored, sure hope they have similar luck with women so their genetics won't pass on to the next generation. Gotta go, too busy eating Valium.

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