Buchenwald
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Okay guys, I'm excited for this, but I need to give you a little heads up :
- I already played a season when I stumbled across this board, so I'm gonna be light on screenshots for the first season.
- Even when I will, I have the french version but I will point out the useful information
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Enter Y. Agneroh. Agneroh was a brash, charismatic, 220 pound History teacher in Paris. He loved to go to work every day, especially the moment when he knew he would be coming home. Every Saturday for now 7 years, Agneroh keeps his alarm on, just for the pleasure of kicking it off again. He missed a few Fridays this way. And one Wednesday.
Being a great cheater in school, he was always alert during tests - but his tests were too easy so no one ever did.
In Summer 2011, at the age of 40, Agneroh wanted extra money in order to go on vacation somewhere fancy, so he asked his school if he could work extra for the final French exam, the Baccalaureat, in June. The principal agreed, and during the paperwork associated with the new workload, the school found that Agneroh never had a degree all along. He was fired.
Not knowing what to do with his life, Agneroh went to a pub. He asked for a pen, a beer, a pencil, and another beer. As he wrote the list of jobs he could apply to, Manager was his top choice, with Food Critic being a close second. After all, he knew all there is to know about football. He knows that it's about that 11 players in one side, 11 in another, a ball, weird offside rules, and two guys in suits yelling at players - right, like you can be heard in a 80000 person stadium.
Trainers have entire staff to support them, and the players are smart! They can figure it out by themselves...
Yeah, trainer was the perfect job for a lazyass like him.
[From now on, the story will be in first person]
Oh, man. But I only know French! Allright, this might be a long road. Let's get the list of French Ligue 1 clubs and call them all. And a beer.
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Okay, maybe Ligue 2. Still a steady paycheck.
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...
Seriously, they want me to pass some sort of "manager's exam"? Oh, maybe I could cheat this one...too long, I need money now. How about National?
Man, I don't even know one of the teams in there. Let's call them.
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UZ Luzenac president, Patrick Fraisse, told me to come visit him. Let's check them out on Wikipedia. Oh, the medias predict them in 15th place....15? Out of 20? This is the worst!
Stadium...1600 seats? The smallest stadium in National?
Budget....400 000 euros? Kaka wins that every two weeks!
One roadtrip later...
Okay, Luzenac is quite a nice town. My kids would love it. If I had kids. Or a wife. Or a girlfriend for that matter! Yeah, I really need a job.
Patrick Fraisse : This is a good resume, mister. Salesman, spokesman, army veteran....okay I can live with that. We would want to hire you.
Agneroh : Okay, but I don't know, I have another team willing to hire me. A real team mister, with a stadium and all.
Patrick Fraisse : You will be payed 43500€/year.
Agneroh : When do I start?
Aaaaaaaaaand that's how I became a manager.
Okay, let's take a look at that team...
Okay, any thoughts so far?
I will try to take Luzenac to the Ligue 1 and win it two years in a row before considering changing teams.
- I already played a season when I stumbled across this board, so I'm gonna be light on screenshots for the first season.
- Even when I will, I have the french version but I will point out the useful information
View attachment 263665
Enter Y. Agneroh. Agneroh was a brash, charismatic, 220 pound History teacher in Paris. He loved to go to work every day, especially the moment when he knew he would be coming home. Every Saturday for now 7 years, Agneroh keeps his alarm on, just for the pleasure of kicking it off again. He missed a few Fridays this way. And one Wednesday.
Being a great cheater in school, he was always alert during tests - but his tests were too easy so no one ever did.
In Summer 2011, at the age of 40, Agneroh wanted extra money in order to go on vacation somewhere fancy, so he asked his school if he could work extra for the final French exam, the Baccalaureat, in June. The principal agreed, and during the paperwork associated with the new workload, the school found that Agneroh never had a degree all along. He was fired.
Not knowing what to do with his life, Agneroh went to a pub. He asked for a pen, a beer, a pencil, and another beer. As he wrote the list of jobs he could apply to, Manager was his top choice, with Food Critic being a close second. After all, he knew all there is to know about football. He knows that it's about that 11 players in one side, 11 in another, a ball, weird offside rules, and two guys in suits yelling at players - right, like you can be heard in a 80000 person stadium.
Trainers have entire staff to support them, and the players are smart! They can figure it out by themselves...
Yeah, trainer was the perfect job for a lazyass like him.
[From now on, the story will be in first person]
Oh, man. But I only know French! Allright, this might be a long road. Let's get the list of French Ligue 1 clubs and call them all. And a beer.
...
...
...
Okay, maybe Ligue 2. Still a steady paycheck.
...
...
Seriously, they want me to pass some sort of "manager's exam"? Oh, maybe I could cheat this one...too long, I need money now. How about National?
Man, I don't even know one of the teams in there. Let's call them.
View attachment 263667
UZ Luzenac president, Patrick Fraisse, told me to come visit him. Let's check them out on Wikipedia. Oh, the medias predict them in 15th place....15? Out of 20? This is the worst!
Stadium...1600 seats? The smallest stadium in National?
Budget....400 000 euros? Kaka wins that every two weeks!
One roadtrip later...
Okay, Luzenac is quite a nice town. My kids would love it. If I had kids. Or a wife. Or a girlfriend for that matter! Yeah, I really need a job.
Patrick Fraisse : This is a good resume, mister. Salesman, spokesman, army veteran....okay I can live with that. We would want to hire you.
Agneroh : Okay, but I don't know, I have another team willing to hire me. A real team mister, with a stadium and all.
Patrick Fraisse : You will be payed 43500€/year.
Agneroh : When do I start?
Aaaaaaaaaand that's how I became a manager.
Okay, let's take a look at that team...
I will try to take Luzenac to the Ligue 1 and win it two years in a row before considering changing teams.