"Hi, James. How come you wanted to see me?" Roche said, as I entered. He hadn't said anything to me when Birmingham approached but a few close to him said they were happy I was wanting to stay and it was almost Christmas and I was very busy working away with player and staff contracts when I quickly remembered mine was up - and I can't renew my own so I thought I'd go ask for one. I wanted more money too, I had put the club in a decent financial position and I had this new arrogance about me when I was near Roche so I made it clear that we would be playing in the Championship this time next year.
"Yeah, I want a new deal." I said, as I pulled out a seat and sat down. Pulling out my laptop and throwing my agents 'Skype' details up. He was busy working another deal elsewhere in the country but was able to jump in a call if necessary - which was nice, most agents would make sure they were there just for a fee but we had other arrangements in place.
"Oh, of course. Okay. Well, we have something ready for you." Roche stammered, clambering into his top drawer. He panicked at my arrival, I don't know why. I continued to just talk anyway.
"I know I came in as a cheap option, but I have worked wonders around this club and the Championship beckons. So it better be generous!" I laughed, getting comfier in the chair as he just glanced back up at me.
"I'd like a new feeder club too, someone of decent quality - we can poach youngsters and give them a few on loan for developmental purposes." I added.
"Of course, okay. We can work on that." Roche sat back and pushed a small folder towards me.
I looked at it, it would add 1 year onto my deal and it didn't budge from £1300 per week. I wanted to live. I mean £65,000 or so per annum was decent but I'd like to have pushed nearer to £2000.
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No!" Roche exclaimed, before I called in the agent and Roche ending up saying we could meet at £1600. I continued to put into perspective how I'd handled myself and the club and eventually we met at £1900 per week.