HerJoca
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I am sitting on the terrace of my apartment in Novi Sad, enjoying the view of the river. I smoke a cigarette and think about my career. I wasn't a big star on the field, but I managed to get my coaching license and make my dream come true. I love football and I want to prove myself as a coach.
I have three offers on my desk that I printed out from my email. Each of them has its advantages and disadvantages. The first is from China, where a huge salary and a luxurious life await me. The other is from Spain, where I am called by Deportivo, a club that was once the champion of Spain and has a rich history. The third is from Italy, where I am waiting for Parma, a club that is trying to return to Serie A.
I decide to decline the offer from China. Although the money is tempting, I know I won't find real football there. I don't want to sell my passion for material things. I crumple the paper with the offer and throw it from the terrace. As the paper falls, I think about who to choose: Deportivo or Parma.
I have two offers left: Deportivo and Parma. It's hard for me to decide. I remember how they played against Milan in the quarter-finals of the Champions League in 2003/04, how they created a sensation and beat them 4:0 in the second leg at Riazor, how they had great players like Valeron and Tristan. It was a great game... I still don't understand how they managed to finish in the third league. However, after taking a closer look at their situation, I realized that the club is in chaos. They have no money, no goals, no future. I don't want to be part of a failed project. I also crumple their paper and throw it from the terrace.
I have only one offer left: Parma. A club that was once a giant of Italian football, that won trophies and had legends like Buffon, Cannavaro and Crespo. A club that is trying to return to Serie A. A club that has soul and tradition. A club that is currently in Serie B and has big ambitions.
But am I right for the job? Do I have enough experience and knowledge? Will I be able to handle the pressure and expectations? Will I be able to make a difference? I wonder all that as I look at the offer from Parma.
I light another cigarette and try to make a decision. I feel butterflies in my stomach, like when I first stepped on the field as a player. I know that this is my moment, my chance that I must not miss. I haven't even finished my cigarette when I pick up my phone and dial the number of the club management. I hear a voice on the other side: "Pronto, chi parla?" I speak in broken Italian: “Buongiorno, sono Mister Serb. Accept your offer.” I hear shouts of joy on the other end of the line. Mister very happy to join them and we can't wait for you in Parma. They booked my plane ticket and said they were expecting me in two days.
I feel I made the right choice. I want to help them get back to the top, to restore their faith and hope, to create a new team that will be the pride of the city. I have a plan to do it and I believe in myself.
The morning dawned. I am packing my bags and getting ready for the trip. I am going to the airport in Belgrade, leaving my Novi Sad behind. I feel nostalgia, but also excitement. This is my chance to make my dream come true. I also carry brandy in my bag, to toast with new colleagues and friends.
The president of the club met me at the airport and took me to the restaurant. There he told me the history of the club and its problems. He told me that Parma had failed due to mismanagement and had narrowly escaped being shut down. He told me that they had no money for reinforcements and that I had to work with what I had. He told me that the club's only hope is in the young players who have come out of their academy, which is one of the best in Italy. He told me that the goal is clear: to return to Serie A as soon as possible.
We finished lunch and headed for the stadium. As we drove, I looked at the city and felt its atmosphere. I heard that Parma is a city of culture and gastronomy, and that there is a lot to see and try. I felt curious and hungry.
When we arrived at the stadium, I stopped for a moment and took a deep breath. I saw the stadium of Parma, Ennio Tardini, which was the scene of many battles. Witness to Parma's many successes. The home of many legends such as Buffon, Capello, Crespo, Veron... Even as a child I dreamed of playing for Parma, and now I lead it, now I am its manager..."
I was excited and honored to be a part of that story. I couldn't wait for the first game and to meet the fans, who are known for their passion and energy. I knew he would support me and give me the strength to lead Parma to success.
I go down to the pitch to meet the players and immediately notice a familiar face: Gianluigi Buffon, the legendary goalkeeper who returned to Parma after playing for Juventus for many years. Although he is in his late years, his charisma and authority are undeniable. I greet him warmly and thank him for remaining loyal to the club.
I gather all the players around me and tell them what I expect from them: order, work and discipline. I tell them that I believe in their potential and that we will do great things together. Buffon approaches me and says: "Mister, you can count on us." We are all ready to do our best for Parma. You are our new commander and I am your first officer.” His words buy me and I know immediately that he will be the captain next season.
I feel I made the right choice. I feel that I am in the right place. I feel that a new era is starting for Parma. I feel confident and ready for the challenges that await me. Tomorrow is our first practice and I can't wait to get started.
I have three offers on my desk that I printed out from my email. Each of them has its advantages and disadvantages. The first is from China, where a huge salary and a luxurious life await me. The other is from Spain, where I am called by Deportivo, a club that was once the champion of Spain and has a rich history. The third is from Italy, where I am waiting for Parma, a club that is trying to return to Serie A.
I decide to decline the offer from China. Although the money is tempting, I know I won't find real football there. I don't want to sell my passion for material things. I crumple the paper with the offer and throw it from the terrace. As the paper falls, I think about who to choose: Deportivo or Parma.
I have two offers left: Deportivo and Parma. It's hard for me to decide. I remember how they played against Milan in the quarter-finals of the Champions League in 2003/04, how they created a sensation and beat them 4:0 in the second leg at Riazor, how they had great players like Valeron and Tristan. It was a great game... I still don't understand how they managed to finish in the third league. However, after taking a closer look at their situation, I realized that the club is in chaos. They have no money, no goals, no future. I don't want to be part of a failed project. I also crumple their paper and throw it from the terrace.
I have only one offer left: Parma. A club that was once a giant of Italian football, that won trophies and had legends like Buffon, Cannavaro and Crespo. A club that is trying to return to Serie A. A club that has soul and tradition. A club that is currently in Serie B and has big ambitions.
But am I right for the job? Do I have enough experience and knowledge? Will I be able to handle the pressure and expectations? Will I be able to make a difference? I wonder all that as I look at the offer from Parma.
I light another cigarette and try to make a decision. I feel butterflies in my stomach, like when I first stepped on the field as a player. I know that this is my moment, my chance that I must not miss. I haven't even finished my cigarette when I pick up my phone and dial the number of the club management. I hear a voice on the other side: "Pronto, chi parla?" I speak in broken Italian: “Buongiorno, sono Mister Serb. Accept your offer.” I hear shouts of joy on the other end of the line. Mister very happy to join them and we can't wait for you in Parma. They booked my plane ticket and said they were expecting me in two days.
I feel I made the right choice. I want to help them get back to the top, to restore their faith and hope, to create a new team that will be the pride of the city. I have a plan to do it and I believe in myself.
The morning dawned. I am packing my bags and getting ready for the trip. I am going to the airport in Belgrade, leaving my Novi Sad behind. I feel nostalgia, but also excitement. This is my chance to make my dream come true. I also carry brandy in my bag, to toast with new colleagues and friends.
The president of the club met me at the airport and took me to the restaurant. There he told me the history of the club and its problems. He told me that Parma had failed due to mismanagement and had narrowly escaped being shut down. He told me that they had no money for reinforcements and that I had to work with what I had. He told me that the club's only hope is in the young players who have come out of their academy, which is one of the best in Italy. He told me that the goal is clear: to return to Serie A as soon as possible.
We finished lunch and headed for the stadium. As we drove, I looked at the city and felt its atmosphere. I heard that Parma is a city of culture and gastronomy, and that there is a lot to see and try. I felt curious and hungry.
When we arrived at the stadium, I stopped for a moment and took a deep breath. I saw the stadium of Parma, Ennio Tardini, which was the scene of many battles. Witness to Parma's many successes. The home of many legends such as Buffon, Capello, Crespo, Veron... Even as a child I dreamed of playing for Parma, and now I lead it, now I am its manager..."
I was excited and honored to be a part of that story. I couldn't wait for the first game and to meet the fans, who are known for their passion and energy. I knew he would support me and give me the strength to lead Parma to success.
I go down to the pitch to meet the players and immediately notice a familiar face: Gianluigi Buffon, the legendary goalkeeper who returned to Parma after playing for Juventus for many years. Although he is in his late years, his charisma and authority are undeniable. I greet him warmly and thank him for remaining loyal to the club.
I gather all the players around me and tell them what I expect from them: order, work and discipline. I tell them that I believe in their potential and that we will do great things together. Buffon approaches me and says: "Mister, you can count on us." We are all ready to do our best for Parma. You are our new commander and I am your first officer.” His words buy me and I know immediately that he will be the captain next season.
I feel I made the right choice. I feel that I am in the right place. I feel that a new era is starting for Parma. I feel confident and ready for the challenges that await me. Tomorrow is our first practice and I can't wait to get started.