It was a quiet day in the office; a 12 day gap between matches meant that there was not huge amounts of work to do. The IT guys were installing a patch to the servers and had kicked everyone off their computers. Most of the staff had gone home for the day but a few had stayed and were hanging about in the staff lounge.
Will was laying back on the sofa and idling counting the cracks in the ceiling. "Do you think I was wrong to sell Elliot?", he asked after a while, breaking the silence in the room.
"Huh?" mumbled his assistant, half-looking up from his paper.
"Marvin Elliot, should I have sold him?", Will repeated the question.
David put down his paper and thought for a moment. "Well, he is a very fine young player and would have done well for us. However, 900K is a lot to turn down when the bank balance is only hovering a little above zero."
The bid from Portsmouth came in not long after he took over the job. Perhaps Alain Perrin was trying to sneak in and take advantage of his inexperience and lack of knowledge of the players. Whatever the case, they wanted the player and Will knew his chairman wanted the money. After a meeting with the player in question he had decided to accept the bid. Elliot was definitely a good player but seemed very enthusiastic about the chance to play in the Premiership and Will couldn't really blame him.
"Besides", David continued, "without that money and the 300K you got for Mark Phillips you wouldn't have been able to amass such an over-sized squad"
Will looked across and returned David's grin. He knew he shouldn't worry about past choices now. Millwall were 3rd in the league after the first month and things were looking quite positive.
Satisfied, he returned his gaze upwards, watching the progress of an adventurous black spider as it made it's way across the white painted ceiling.
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