BaP Team Mode Story - US Against Them

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We were travelling to Ponferrada for our next game with Ponferradini by bus. I was sitting in front of the bus and the youths at the back of the bus. Typical young people, sitting in the back listening to music and talking stupid things.



We had 46 kilometers to go when I heard Anderson say something about my leg. I sat up, started walking to the back of the bus. I saw, how they stopped laughing and saying to Marcus to calm down.

I stood in front of Marcus and his teammates. I looked good at them to put the fear of gods in them. It worked. Marcus started nervously biting his lower lip. He was sweating.


"What's so funny?" I asked. I could see they were all too scared of me to speak. I liked it.
"What is so funny?" I repeated, saying one word at a time.

"No-no-nothing, sir," Michel told me.

I looked at Dalle and said: "I wasn't asking you. I was asking Anderson. Now, Marcus, tell me, what's so funny?"

Marcus: "Like Michel said, nothing, sir."

"Was it my leg you were making fun of? I mean, my no-leg is funny, eh?"

I took off my peg leg and showed it to him, aggressively.

"This is so funny, yeah? Do you want one too? I can cut your leg off if you want to wear a peg leg. Oh yeah, peg legs are so cool and funny. Look at me, I got a peg leg. I must be awesome now, You ******."

Then I hit him with my leg right in the face and walked away. They were all shocked. They feared me more than ever. Marcus wasn't gonna play next game. He will maybe get a game against Valencia, but only if he acts good the following days.
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Well, that's what I get for having a bit of fun with the gaffer :P
 
END OF JANUARY

It was a tough month for me. First the accident, then Marcus and his god-**** jokes and the loss to Valencia. I swear, if Marcus makes one more joke about me, I'm gonna kick him out of my club myself. I gotta teach these kids about respect and behavior. No wonder some of them can't behave, they're from England. A bunch of slobs. Only good thing that came from England was Beckham. Although He was a bit **** to join Real Madrid. He should have stayed in Manchester.


OVERVIEW

LEAGUE

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20 points ahead of everyone else. Not bad, as Obama would say.


PLAYER STATS

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TRANSFERS OVER 10M

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Dream Team remains! :D Been poor recently though. That's right Telstar, teach those English slobs how it's done, we all know Wales and Spain are the best!
 
Only 8 games this season, well that's disappointing.
 
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AW190 said:
Second highest average rating in the league? A RB...
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El Gigante average tackles is almost double that of the right back Garcia and Garcia has 4 assists to Gigante 0.

Average dribbles - 0.68 Gigante (total 8). Average dribbles Garcia 0.94 (total 18)

Defensive/holding central midfield player to an attacking fullback .... backs me up ;)
 
I was supposed to be more like Azpilicueta... my guy got bored :P
 
Told you so, that goal socred by them here ending up becoming key in the end.
Oh well... Nevertheless there's plenty of reasons to be proud of what we did so far. Getting to quarter finals while knocking out two liga bbva teams and almost knocking out one of the strongest sides of liga bbva? Impressive.

As for the league's performance... as I foretold, we'll be a liga bbva team before the end of March.
 
I'm really happy with the team's performance, but why do you have my picture as the backdrop? xD

That's a little too much, don't ya think? I mean, I will get kicked out soon anyway :P
 
wr1097 said:
I'm really happy with the team's performance, but why do you have my picture as the backdrop? xD

That's a little too much, don't ya think? I mean, I will get kicked out soon anyway :P
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Don't worry, Gigante is on there too, bottom right, looking beautiful :)
 
Gutted we got knocked but top notch team effort! We can only get better as time goes on so im sure next season is our season!
 
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HOW I LOST MY LEG

As I was brought to the hospital after my accident, I was rushed into surgery. I had 8 broken bones. They all had to be set. One rib had punctured my lung. They had to fix me immeadiately or else their favourite team would go back to Third Division.

After the operation I was put in a hospital room to wake up from my coma.

24 hours after my operation they discover I had the flesh eating bacteria. It was eating my leg. They had to cut it off or I would have lost a lot more than a leg.



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It was the end of February. February had only twenty-nine days. It got me to thinking "why does February have fewer days than December or July. Why can't August or March have fewer days instead of February." I called it 'the Mysterious Case of February Days'. I might read about it from a Library.


I hadn't been out of the house much. Only to go to games or training. I was actually depressed. I hadn't kept u with doctors appointments about my leg. I didn't care. I mostly drank and slept. I hated my life. I hated myself. I had gotten fat and disgusting.


The only positive thing about Febuary was that some American medical corporation offered me a place in their experiemental 'human body parts surgeries'. They had heard about my inability to have sexual intercourse and offered to give me a working genitalia. They said I would be even able to get children with it. They said I had sperm, it was just stuck in my body with no way of getting out. I would get it for free. Only thing I had to do was show up and wear their logo on my shirt during matches. I accepted. It was my only chance to start a family.


Jobwise, I was still the manager of LB CF. I had won every single match in February. West Ham had also approached me. But I didn't like England or Britain. Britain has never been up to good. I wanted to stay here, in Salamanca. It was my home. I liked it here.


Some of the players had reached the age of 18. I wished they were still underage. Thet way they couldn't buy alcohol or sigarettes on their own. I forbid them of using all the drugs, drinking alcohol and smoking smokes. They weren't happy. They didn't know the consequences of these actions. I, myself knew. I used to smoke sigarettes and live in the smoke. That was till I got the lung cancer. I thought it was from the smoking, although it could have ben from working at the chemical plant. I had quit both of them. I had beaten the cance and were fine. I didn't want them to do the same mistakes as me. I didn't want them to fail in life.





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March went by as a foggy memory. I didn't even acknowledge it was March till it was only a few days to April. It must've been a boring month.


The team I managed wasn't playing like before. They were all drowsy and all over the pitch. I have to admit, I was drowsy too. It had been two long seasons in a row. It had to be the springtime sadness.


We lost, then drew and then won and won again. We didn't lose two games thanks to oopositions aggressiveness in the penalty box. THe positive was that we won our rival Numancia.


It was a good month.



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When I was a kid, around the age of 10 maybe 11, I used to always challenge my classmates to a game of chess during breaks. At first they all accepted. I taught them how to play the game and then beat them at it. I was really good at it and I was proud of it. Later, they didn't want to play with me. I was too good for them.

So I started asking older guys from my school to play with me. At first they thought I was joking ' a kid wants to play with them? The super-awesome-cool-guys. The kid must be stupid.' They accepted. We started to play. I played many of them at the same time. When I finished with them, they weren't so happy anymore. I had beaten all of them.
After school they beat me up.

At some point the mathclub aka nerds started to pay attention to me. I was good at anything that involved thinking and not being stupid. Which meant I was good at almost everything anlike my classmates.
I was invited to join the mathclub.

One kid from the mathclub was also a quite good chess player and after school he took part of a chess club. He asked me to join and that's of course what I did. I relished challenges.


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It was the end of the season. I had led the team to the victory of adelante. I was proud of myself and my players. We had all worked real hardf for this and had earned the promotion to BBVA a fairly. I actually didn't care about reaching La Liga. I never liked football, I just liked challenges and puzzles. I loved them.


I was scared that now, in the summer when I had no games and no need to think of new tactics, my brain would shrink into the size of a bean and I would literally die of boredness. I decided to solve as many crosswords as possible. I even thought about going to police school with the possibility of later becoming a detectice. It would have been my secondary job. I was so scared of being bored.


The new season plan was to sign as many seniors as possible with the chance they would tutor my youngsters. It would really help them to reach their potential.


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Do you guys want player screenshots too?

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