retired_whataboutmetoo

Prolog

About my real personality: I am just a fan of a club in Bulgaria – it is now known as Naftex Burgas. It was used to be called Neftochimik and that is the name all fans recognize as original. The common name is Nafta. I will call it Nafta in my story!
Some real facts: About two years ago some happenings brought our club to be the second one in the town. The owner of the Nafta starts to sponsor the other club and left ours in its own hands. We were step child for our owners. We struggled to survive and the times were bad.
And so we can live happily only in the world of Football Manager!
Some actions with the editor: I have changed back the name of Naftex to Neftochimik, his owner is now my brother – Kiril, the Managing Director was changed. The attributes to the owner were almost the same as the previous one – I will refer to him as The dark one were I must refer to!

Chapter 1
The surprise
I was on vacation with my wife. This vacation was planned to be long and dedicated to my family. After 10 years of football career as a goalkeeper I have received an injury from which I did not managed to recover fully. I decided to put the shoes on the wall and repay my debt to my family giving them a long vacation so we can be together!
But only on the second day, it was somewhat around 10th of June when I received a call to my not well-know mobile phone. The number was known only to my brother – Kiril and my parents.
It was my brother ringing to me at 6 a. m.! He is a businessman that is always on the road and we can see each other very rarely!
Kiril: “Good morning, brother! How are you?”
Me: “What the f**k is going on? How do you think am I at this hour? What’s happening? Is everything ok?”
Kiril: “Oh, sorry, just relax I have only good news…I think!”
Me: “What do you mean with “I think”?”
Kiril “It depends only on you brother I have a job for you and you cannot refuse me! Not now! But I know that you are unpredictable at moments!”
Me: “Did you call me at the morning, at this hour just to offer me some f***ing job at some of your desks? You are crazy, I owe this vacation to my family and I have no interest to work on desk and fill some papers!”
Kiril: “I bet that you will accept!”
Me: “Ok, offer me the job so I can refuse it and continue to sleep!”
Kiril “Do you want to be a football manager…”
Me: “Sorry, brother, I do not wish to manage some club at Kongo or wherever you are!”
Kiril: “Relax brother, I meant football manager of Neftochimik!”
Me: “Whaaaaaaaaaat….Did you found a club with this name?”
Kiril: “No, I just renamed our favorite club to his well-known old name, because I have bought it from the Dark one!”
Me: “But, brother, you now need some well-known and experienced staff. Not me! I am fathered but I do not think I am the right one!”
Kiril: “If you were already me employee you would be fined for concerning over my management decisions! But I want you; because I know you will make everything for this club! And you are legend here! We do not expect immediate success but you know we must return the glory home! Do I have your agreement?”
Me: “Oh God, Dam you, I cannot refuse…really…How should I tell this to my wife?”
Kiril: “I will expect you here after 10 days, because we have some paper work and the players are on vacation, I am just start ringing them to tell the news before the media!”
He hanged up the phone together with my vacation…S**t, I cannot refuse I thought while I was making the best breakfast I have ever prepared for my wife…I must tell her somehow!