In my previous life, I was a low-key data analyst. I watched the genius I discovered win in the Champions League final, and I could only suffer in the shadows.
In this life, I am reborn with the football memories of the next fifteen years. I used 18 million pounds and thunderous means to acquire Leeds United, which was deeply in debt, and made a crazy decision that made the whole of England laugh at me - appointing myself as head coach.
The media called me "madman" and my colleagues ridiculed me for "blaspheming football".
But they don't know that in my eyes, football in 2000 was full of gold:
The future "Peter Pan" Robben is still practicing cutting inside on the streets of Holland?
Is the future goalkeeper Cech still unknown in the Czech league?
Carlos Silva, the future "cornerstone of the dynasty", is still chasing his dreams in the sands of the Brazilian slums?
Purchase! Buy them all at cabbage price!
I will use tactics beyond the times to forge them into the sharpest weapons. I will build Leeds United into the "No. 1 Black club" that is loved and hated by the richest clubs in Europe, and build my football empire with rolling gold coins.
When the superstars I cultivated were being snapped up by wealthy families at sky-high prices, and everyone thought I would be content with counting money, I closed the door to trading and announced to the world:
"From today on, Leeds United is no longer a springboard, but the destination!"
"Our goal is to let white roses bloom on top of Europe!"
Reader comments
That's outrageous. There's no limit on transfers. I really want to transfer and play at any time.
That's outrageous. There's no limit on transfers. I really want to transfer and play at any time.
Good idea, but the language is too sensational