I'd had a few missed calls from my agent, and a few directly on my phone too. Unknown numbers. I've always felt intrigued by that so I my agent, nothing. A few hours later I got a call back, I was watching sky sports news at the time and just seen that Skrtel was nearly on his way out of Athletic Bilbao, and Madrid sacked Ancelotti after a long spell there. I sipped away on my beer and kicked back. We had Arsenal in the F.A Cup in a couple of days and I was pretty calm, I did feel bad though.
I ignored the call. I needed some me time and thats what I got. Sometimes theres nothing better than chilling out without a sound. I still wasn't 100% so I was milking it with the Mrs. The phone rang again, I didn't pick up. If it rings again I will.
Training was tough. We'd had to tell a young lad he didn't have a future at the club, that's one of the worst things to do. We'd all been there and at 17-18 you can't help get upset. It's the worst job being a manager, but I always do it myself. I could tell someone else too but I need to tell this kid if he will make it or not. I did feel bad, so I had another couple of beers, and theres no shame to calming yourself down like that when it's once in a blue moon.
Next up on Sky Sports were a few interviews with some Sunderland fans. Hoping I would stay. I was confused. I have no intentions of leaving anytime soon, why would I? The penny hadn't dropped. Until I realised I have been linked with the Madrid job.
It will all just be speculation, I don't care who want's me. I'm not leaving, no way. I text my agent telling him if it's a job offer I don't want to know.
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