The Story Of 2 Friends

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Hello,

This is my join story with workforthegame (Tom). Its going to be a network game, But with a slight twist, I hope you enjoy it.


Funny Story for you, This morning i woke up in over 7grand in debt. Tonight i go to bed £40 up.

This morning i got a early wake up call, My phone went off. I got up to answer it and it was the bank about my 7k over draft. They wanted me to pay it today, or they were going to take legal action. I had no one to turn to. I feared i was going to loose my 2 bedroom house... Just like i lost my wife.
My House:

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I went down stairs and switched on the TV and headed straight to Sky Sports News, wondering what i was going to do. When i seen my friend from school, Tom Hammond, manager of Gainsborough Trinity these days. It made me wonder why i couldn't of been as successful as him, I was always the clever one at school. Top set for everything.

He was the only option i had, I searched high and low for his number when i finally came across an old sim card. I begged his number was on it. I searched through the names.. Tammy, Tim, TOM H! yes!

I wrote down his number and rushed down stairs. I dialed it and heard the dreaded Orange cockney " Welcome to the orange answer phone, Im sorry the.. " Dam.. I threw my phone at a set of shelves in the kitchen area when a book fell out.. I picked it up.. It had Toms mums house number in!

Once again, I rushed to the phone and dialed Toms mum.. Would she pick up the phone..
 
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Oh the joys of having a busy schedule....


I dragged my tired feet out of the car and across the road, the sky sports news boys had knackered the **** out of me, smashing question after question in my face, the only thing I could think about is getting on the sofa in my mums house and getting some well earned sleep.

I forced my way through the wooden door which hinges weren't looked after very well, threw my shoes off jumped on the sofa and nestled my head into the cushions before drifting off to sleep.

Waking up in the morning to the sound of a distinctive ring was not what I or any man would of liked, wearily i picked up the phone and checked the number, not one I knew, "Uh Hello? Errr who's this?" He asked almost nipping off to sleep while he said it....​
 
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Success, Strangely hearing his voice made me smile. "Tom? Tom Hammond ? is that you?.. " It went silent for a bit and just as i was to put the phone down i heard a grumble then a deep voice say. "Yes. Look no more questions ive told you.."

"No, Tom. Its me. Joel Glynn. From school. I interrupted."

We chatted for about 20-minutes catching up and talking about old times. Then i heard the post man. I told tom to wait there a second while i went to collect the post. Sitting there on the mat behind the door was a final reminder from the bank, Reminding me the real reason i had to find Tom.

I came back to the phone and told tom about my debt and the final reminders. He told me not to worry and to meet him in a small bar in brigg later on tonight he might be able to help me. I ran off to get dressed and before i got in the car, for what could be the last time. i gathered up the only money i had left in the house.. £12.75.

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God Waiting Is Fun....


I immediately woke up when I heard of Joels money woes, I hadn't really been awake through the talk about old times, but this woke me up, I never liked to see my friends in trouble. I asked him to come to the Brittania in Brigg, which was quite a classy bar.

I took the day off from training with the lads at Gainsborough just to sit around, have a break, catch up with mum. And of course there was always dad....

Sitting around the posh Brittania bar I noticed something, the absence of someone, namely a cocky school friend of mine. I say cocky, but that's just because he always thought he was better than me...
 
Welcome to Brigg

When i got to Brigg it didn't take me long to find the bar, I asked a local man for directions. I parked up about 300 yards away from the bar. I got out and Seen a few kids who looked at my car. I heard one say " I bet its a footballers! " then his friend debated it was a movie stars. But no, it was mine, Joel Glynns, That man in debt from Liverpool.

I walked in the bar looking for the midget i use to know as Tom Hammond.

I looked around and there sitting in the corner with a Gainsborough cap on was Tom, he stood up and waved at me. I walked over.

Joel: " Wow you can see over the table now, nice. "
Tom: " Very funny, how are you anyway "
Joel: " I've been better, how about you. Your looking good. "
Tom: " Joel.. "
Joel: " Hmm? "
Tom: " Im looking good? Are you gay? "
- We both laughed -

After a while Tom suggested he took a look at my reminders from the bank. I got out from my Asda carrier bag and A4 size envelope and dropped it on the table. Tom looked at me and i knew what he was thinking. " You *** "​
 
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Silly Joel....

I laughed off Joels insults before examining all his reminders, these were not good, quite silly really, how a man who at school was one of the cleverest in the whole school was in debt, where as a hard working man who was hardly the best with his brain had a good job doing what he loved.

"My God mate, how did you get into this trouble? I thought you were meant to be the clever one?!" I stopped for a minute thinking about how I could take the money to save Joel out of his budget, presuming he wanted my help of course.

"Well Joel this is very bad, but what do you want me to do about it? I'm hardly the sheikh owner of Manchester City am i?" I said the thought never occured to me that he could work with Gainsborough...
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My Desperate plea.

"Tom, I beg you. Somehow please. If you could pay off my debt i will lick every single one of your players boots clean. I will get a job, Find a way to repay you. " i pleaded.

Just then i looked at the table on my right, I seen a photo of tom on the back page of the paper a man was reading, witch had a headline saying ' Assistant walks out on hammond '. He looked at me and seen my head turned towards the paper. He looked at it, Looked at me. then sighed..
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You Wouldn't Understand.

"Joel I'd love to help you, but I don't have the finance to cover you mate, if I could I would I promise, but a club like Gainsborough don't pay that much." I replied, worried about Joels position but not being able to help.

" Don't read the papers, it's not what you think, if you read it properly you'll see that. He's the one in the wrong, I just caught him out." I was right, I had been caught searching my assistants locker for alcohol, as he always seemed to be too happy when he was working, suffice to say, I found some. "Joel?! Do you get what this could mean?! You could come be my assistant?! We could raise Gainsborough up and up and up, it'd also sort you out with your financial problems!"

"What do you say?" I asked.


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YES YES YES AND.. YES!

I leaned over the table and hugged Tom.

Tom: "Wow you really are gay!"
Joel: " Shut up you "
Tom: "Right follow me, Its only a short walk to my house, we will get my car and get down to the training ground, so you can sign up."
Joel: " nah, my audi is parked around the corner. we can drive to yours so i can change into my suit. "
Tom: "Your suit? Your going to take a training session lad, Not going on a date. Give me your phone while i phone around the lads, we can get them together and get cracking.

When we got to the training ground, it wasnt what i expected. it was just a small field with a tatty old building that smelt like damp. We opened the gates and parked up the car and awaited the lads to arrive, There they came, in cars like Ford Escorts, Ford Fiestas, Puntos. I thought to my self - Surely they would have better cars being footballs, right?-. Tom came upto me and gave me a cup of tea in a mug that must of been older than me he then told me some news, that ill never forget.

Tom: " Your taking charge of pre-season, I am going on holiday for a few weeks. Here, this will help you, its my notes for pre-season.

He threw a note pad at me that was thick and had a big mark on, obviously were tom had spilt something on it. I just couldn't wait to get started and meet the players.

The note pad:
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---------- Post added at 06:15 PM ---------- Previous post was at 06:12 PM ----------

Maybe sell that audi to pay your debt off
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Not while i am getting money of Tom, and a job.

Besides, how will i get from liverpool to brigg, I cant afford a train, a plane, or a coach. ( Dont even mention the petrol prices. my car runs on fresh air shh ;) )

not bad guys not bad at all!!
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Thanks mate.

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B]The Rain and "The Box"[/B]

My first training session was nearly over with Tom and the new players, It had started raining and i decided to join in with the lads, Much to Toms enjoyment, I went skidding across the mud and landed flat on my face. Everyone gathered around and had a good old laugh until one pointed at this wagon reversing up the Driveway leading into the Training grounds car park. Tom helped me up and ran over to the wagon. We all watched on and he signed the form and a 2 large boxes were hurried inside out the rain.

I told the lads to carry on playing, and give the clip board with the assessment sheet with a coach i didn't really know yet. I ran to find tom had opend the boxes and lined out 3 shirts.. He said, "What do you think. Nice eh. "
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Looked at them.." well. I like the away kit, Home ones nice i suppose. But the 3rd kit.. Eww.."
Tom laughed. He put them in the boxes and we jogged back outside. We called the boys under the shelter just outside the manky old building. He gave them a little talk about todays training session. Then introduced me once more.

After all the lads had gone home, I had a quick shower and looked around for Tom, however i couldn't seem to find him. I searched outside and looked all over the changing rooms once more. TOM? I yelled.

Then i seen him emerge from a door, That i exhumed was the equipment room. He said " Come on in"
I followed Tom in and my jaw hit the ground," WOW! I thought this place was very dirty and tacky. I didn't even know you had a office with a big TV. "
Tom: "Yes, Its allright, I suppose. Anyway, i was just getting my laptop. Lets go back to mine and get something to eat, my wife is a wonderful cook."
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Like the way your telling this mate

keep it up
 
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