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I, Danny Harvey, was lying their in my bed as the phone started ringing.
"Hello..?" I answered, still half asleep.
"Is this Danny Harvey's agent?" Came the voice from down the phone.
"Erm... Yes it is." I was very impressed with myself. I am so good at lying under pressure.
"Well this Roman Abramovich. With the recent termination of Jose Mourinho's contract, we would like to offer you a job, starting Monday. Do you accept?" I always did think his voice sounded Russian.
"Yes Mr. Abramovich, Mr. Harvey has been looking for a job since that tackle with Gattuso did his knee in."
"Yes, yes. A very nasty challenge." he said in that foreign accent of his. "So I will see you on Monday?"
"Yes, see you then Mr. Abramovich."
"Yesssssss!!!" I shouted to my empty apartment. I had had a bit of intrest recently but Chelsea. Wow! I was ecstatic. Nothing could stop me now. The world is my oyster. I then felt a wet, sloppy tickling sensation on my left foot.
"Stop it Spot. Stop it." I said as I shook my foot around. I then sat upright as I realised it was just a dream.
I was lying their in my bed as the phone started ringing.
"Hello..?" I answered, still half asleep.
"Is this Danny Harvey's agent?" Came the voice from down the phone.
"Erm... Yes it is." See what I mean about lying under pressure.
"Well this is George Gillet. We think that Rafa Benitez has given us all he has to offer, we would like to offer you a job, starting Monday. Do you accept?" I always did think he had an american twang in his voice.
"Yes Mr. Gillet, Mr. Harvey has been looking for a job since that tackle with Gattuso did his knee in."
"Yes, yes. A very nasty challenge." he said in that American accent of his. "So I will see you on Monday?"
"Yes, see you then Mr. Abramovich."
"Yesssssss!!!" I shouted to my empty apartment. I had had a bit of intrest recently but Chelsea. Wow! I was ecstatic. Nothing could stop me now. The world is my oyster. I then felt a wet, sloppy tickling sensation on my left foot.
"Stop it Spot. Stop it." I said as I shook my foot around. Oh no, I thought, not again.
I was lying their in my bed as the phone started ringing.
"Hello..?" I answered, still half asleep.
"Is this Danny?" Came the voice from down the phone.
"Yes it is."
"Well this is Niall, don't tell me you don't recognize my voice after all the times we were room-mates for Ireland. Well anyway, we think that Roy Keane has given us all he has to offer, we would like to offer you the Sunderland job, starting Monday. Do you accept?"
"Shut up, and get away you ugly fool. Do you think I'm stupid" I screamed before throwing down the phone.
A little while later I was eating my lunch when there was a knock on my front door. I got up and answered it. It was Niall Quinn. "Hi Niall. What can I do for ya?"
"Well you can explain why you were so rude to me earlier today. I offered you a job and you just insulted me. What's up man?"
I told him what had been happening the last few nights. He had a little laugh at me then said "Aren't you going to offer me a drink? Oh, and do you want to be the new manager of Sunderland?"
"You are still gonna offer me a job even after what happened before?"
"Yes Danny, I am. So do except?"
"Yes definately."
"Okay, see you Monday, Dan."
"Yeh, see you Niall."
"It's Mr. Quinn now." He said as he got into his limo.
I was ecstatic. Nothing could stop me now. The world is my oyster. And it wasn't even a dream!
BTW, I forgot to tell you that this is on a large database with England, Italy, Spain, Scotland and America selected. It is on the 7.0.2 patch.
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Monday Morning
I pulled up at the Acdemy of Light in the Merc Niall had booked for me. I arrived at the club early in the morning to have my breakfast. A full English which was a luxary I wasn't used to.
Around tea time on a Saturday afternoon 
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