I mentioned a page or so back my gun left winger, who was amazing, but perennially injured. And when he wasn't injured he had this habit of kicking guys who won possession off him.
Now? My right winger - with whom there is great mutual respect with the left winger, who love each other as leaders, who are in the same mentoring group etc - has picked up negative traits off the LW, and so now I have 2 amazing wingers.... who continue to get red cards because they lose possession and then make it their life's mission to go and hack down the prick who dare took the ball.
It's actually very funny to watch, cos you know they're about to do it, and you're pitying the poor fullback if he makes the mistake of still having the ball by the time the winger catches him.
After playing as much as 8 hours of FM a day early in lockdown 2, I've struggled to cobble together 8 hours over the last week. I think I'm over this save. I just can't think of the next challenge. I already took a team from league 2 to the premier league having bought 1 player until I made it to the premier league (every other signing was a FA).
And the thing was? Even as a brand new football manager, I didn't find it that challenging. In what universe can Bradford City be the number 1 team in the world by the end of the 2029/30 season?
I was so close to the mega grand slam. In the 29/30 season I won:
- Club World Cup
- Community Shield
- Super Cup
- League Cup
I'd even stacked the U23 team with enough first-teamers that they brought home the Leasing.com trophy as well.
With 8 games left in the league I was 4 points behind, but I had matches to come against all the contenders. With 2 games left in the league I was up to 2nd, level on points with Man United but a good 20+ goals behind them.
It was going to come down to the final day... My date with destiny vs Manchester United. The team I'd beaten for the Club World Cup and 1 of my FA Cup final wins, but who had beaten me in pretty much every other major match I've played against them in the 11 year save.
I won my way through to the FA Cup final against Tottenham (who've been rubbish this season), and to the Champions League final against Man United. It's the 4th time I've made the Champion's League final - all of them have been against English opponents. (Man U were the 4th different opponent.)
We go into the final match day vs Man United needing a win, cos we were still level on points. In the 88th minute I go 1-0 up and I'm going apeshit. But 6 minutes injury time makes me nervous. At 90+1 I go 2-0 Up. 90+2 they pull one back. 90+4 they pull level at 2-2. 90+6 I take the lead again.
And then 90+8... My nemesis, our man from the previous page, Vinicus Jr scored the equaliser that gave Man U the title. The prick had scored 2 of their 3 goals and wrecked my season. In fact, the draw ended up costing me 2nd place as well, with my goal difference again hurting me as Liverpool jumped up to be equal on points with me but 5 goals better off.
Then onto the FA Cup Final, which I won 3-0... but in the 85th minute my striker - who I should've subbed off, but he was on a hattrick - hurt his calf, ruling him out of the Champions League final. The bloke who, across the 29/30 season dating back to the Club World Club, had scored 51 goals across all competitions, was going to miss our biggest game of the year.
Fortunately his back up was in pretty decent nick; he himself had scored 26 goals across all competitions this season. (In fact he was about to go on to win the Golden Boot for Germany at the World Cup.) He scored 2 in the first half and we took that lead to the sheds. I concede an own goal on the hour mark - fortunately not one of the really awful "I just got FM'd" ones, but still really, really dumb defending.
And then that ******* guy again. Vinicius Junior. 79th minute equaliser. Extra time. My back up striker completes his hattrick with a penalty early in extra time. They score again with the last kick of the first half of ET. We end up going to penalties. 1-1. 2-2. 3-3. 4-4.
They bury their 5th, and up steps my back up striker. The guy who'd scored 29 goals this season. The guy who'd hit a hattrick tonight. The guy who'd buried a penalty only half an hour earlier.
Sprayed it. Didn't even force a save. It was barely inside the 6 yard line. If I were a real coach of a real team and he were a real player and this really happened with such high stakes, I might've put a bullet in him, I was that upset.
I hate this game. From the ultimate slam to Man U ******* me twice in the space of a fortnight, once again costing me the league.
I've spent today going through the offseason. Brazil won the World Cup, with Bradford City having 5 players in the squad and 4 players starting. Until they got to the final, where Brazil's manager apparently hadn't factored in any fatigue, and 2 of my Brazilians who'd started every World Cup game sat on the bench for the final. (They beat Germany in the final - I also had 4 players in that squad and 3 in the starting team.)
I've blown it up. My best/funnest players are all attackers. I've worked hard on ball-playing defenders who can generally double in half back/dm/segunda volante. So I sold up my full backs, bought the world's best CB, bought a third striker (I got the best English striker)....
And this season I'm utilising the little-used 3-2-1-4 formation, with 2 central BCDs and a libero, an anchor man and a segunda volante, a deep lying play maker in the centre of midfield and 2 wingers and 2 strikers. I figure if I'm going to gegenpress I'm going to move more players up the field and put pressure on further up the field. If this doesn't work? It's over. I'll quit after this season.
So I'm open to any suggestions for something more challenging than getting from League 2 to the top-ranked team in the world in 11 seasons.