Cas 111
1000 Goal Hero
Hi Guys,
been following this forum since last week, and i just love how i'm not the only one to add some real-life "imagination" to what goes on in my BAL career. Since my wife is tired of feigning interest in my make-believe superstars life and career, i've decided to put up a post here and bore you guys with it.
My guys name is Antonio Ferrari (just something cool about someone saying "Ferrari" everytime i get on the ball) . Born in Milan Italy to an Italian Dad and an English mum. Mum and dad had a nasty divorce when I was 5, and we moved back to England, Manchester. Signed as an AMF for Manchester City for my first contract. I’m a red devil at heart, but ah well, I guess I have to earn my place in the red half.
Man my first season was crap! No goals, but 5 assists! Schweet! I heard people say that your first few seasons were tough, so I didn’t sweat it that much. In my second season, I played a blinder (for an 18 year old) in the opening game, scored one and created one and here I was sure my career was about to take off. But the strangest thing happened.. for no apparent reason, my guy was unceremoniously dropped…For the rest of the season!
I think it might have been that tabloid article about me being a Red Devil at heart that did me in, tho the gaffer would never admit it. No Matter what I did, the best I could get was coming on in the 80th minute of some matches. Man City romped on the claim the Premiership title (without me making a meaningful contribution) and I collected a rather empty winners medal for my troubles. But worse was to come. At the end of the season, I was released on a free transfer!
Humiliated and discarded, I signed for Tottenham, and boy did things change from there.
This Spurs side showed abit of belief in me, and played me in my favoured AMF position. London is a nice city, and I decided to experiment with some outlandish hairstyles too while I was at it. But on the pitch, my contributions were started to tell. My positional play has improved, and I tend to score from corners a fair bit. I think its fair to say Darren Bent led our title charge, tho I weighed in with 8 goals and 5 assists as we took the league title (my second in succession).
Start of season 3, and with me concentrating more on my pace and movement, getting into position and scoring is certainly getting better. This spurs team seems to just get better and better, and me becoming all the more influential as well. I seem to have a knack of scoring against the big teams, and with this also being my maiden champions league season, I got goals against big names like AC Milan, Valencia, Real Madrid and Chelsea in the CL. We made it to the semi’s before athletio Madrid did us in. damn that was heart breaking. Especially since I was subbed out with 10 mins to go in the second leg, being 2-1 on aggregate, and the first thing that happens when I leave is we concede! We lose on away goals..
On the plus side, we win the league title again and the D1 cup! I score against Man United in the final! Man I hope they sign me.. The season ends with me grabbing 13 goals and 8 assists and…My first England Callup! I’m going to the euros!!
;-( England make it to the semis..get knocked out against Italy. I play a sum total of 40 mins…and mostly in DMF position!
This one time, I subbed in, and in their next sub, I get subbed out! So much for my grand England debut..
Start of my third season at spurs. My guy has really come on in his movement, and I think its about time I started getting his kicking technique up to scratch abit more. But with my innate positional sense, improved movement, and all round great team and coach, we go on a 25 game winning streak and build up an unassailable lead at the top. Antonio Ferrari has Steven Gerrard of a season with vital goals throughout, and telling contributions almost every match. I rack up like 20 man of the matches or something. In the January transfer window, with Spurs Thru the CL group stages, advanced in the D1 Cup and 8 points clear at the top, Man United come knocking for my services. Ah man…a chance to go back home.. be with me mum… eat muffins and watch match of the day with the lads… but alas, heart breaking as it was, it just didn’t make professional sense to leave the log leaders and joined the second placed team mid season. Besides, united didn’t make it thru the CL group stages, and I REALLY want to win that one.
With a heavy heart, I turned my beloved Red Devils down…and turned my attention to making sure they won nothing this season. Ohhh the cursed life of a footballer…
We win the league and the D1 Cup again (I again get a near post header in the final), and we actually make it to the Champions League final this time! We face a rather strong Inter Milan side in the final and despite scoring 22 goals and garnering 15 assists, I’m not in the starting 11 for the final!! That couldn’t be right! I even quit and reloaded praying for a glitch.. but there was no mistake, I was dropped for my first CL final!
Anyways, I watched in horror as the final turned into a debacle with King giving away a penalty against Adriano in the first 5 minutes and being sent off for his troubles. It was all downhill from there, and even my introduction in the 60th minute when we were 3-0 down didn’t do much for me. I did manage to create one…well, one that was actually put away that is. But I the end…we lost, but I walked off the season with 22 goals, my 4th consecutive premiership title, 2nd D1 cup medal, and oh! My first England Goal against slovenia in the WC Qualifiers..
Its transfer season again… and around midway thru the window, man united come calling again…almost double my wages too... not that they needed it. Besides, I was still smarting from missing out on the CL final.. so after a trophy laden spell in London, it was time I packed up and headed home to Manchester…
More to follow when time permits…
been following this forum since last week, and i just love how i'm not the only one to add some real-life "imagination" to what goes on in my BAL career. Since my wife is tired of feigning interest in my make-believe superstars life and career, i've decided to put up a post here and bore you guys with it.
My guys name is Antonio Ferrari (just something cool about someone saying "Ferrari" everytime i get on the ball) . Born in Milan Italy to an Italian Dad and an English mum. Mum and dad had a nasty divorce when I was 5, and we moved back to England, Manchester. Signed as an AMF for Manchester City for my first contract. I’m a red devil at heart, but ah well, I guess I have to earn my place in the red half.
Man my first season was crap! No goals, but 5 assists! Schweet! I heard people say that your first few seasons were tough, so I didn’t sweat it that much. In my second season, I played a blinder (for an 18 year old) in the opening game, scored one and created one and here I was sure my career was about to take off. But the strangest thing happened.. for no apparent reason, my guy was unceremoniously dropped…For the rest of the season!
I think it might have been that tabloid article about me being a Red Devil at heart that did me in, tho the gaffer would never admit it. No Matter what I did, the best I could get was coming on in the 80th minute of some matches. Man City romped on the claim the Premiership title (without me making a meaningful contribution) and I collected a rather empty winners medal for my troubles. But worse was to come. At the end of the season, I was released on a free transfer!
Humiliated and discarded, I signed for Tottenham, and boy did things change from there.
This Spurs side showed abit of belief in me, and played me in my favoured AMF position. London is a nice city, and I decided to experiment with some outlandish hairstyles too while I was at it. But on the pitch, my contributions were started to tell. My positional play has improved, and I tend to score from corners a fair bit. I think its fair to say Darren Bent led our title charge, tho I weighed in with 8 goals and 5 assists as we took the league title (my second in succession).
Start of season 3, and with me concentrating more on my pace and movement, getting into position and scoring is certainly getting better. This spurs team seems to just get better and better, and me becoming all the more influential as well. I seem to have a knack of scoring against the big teams, and with this also being my maiden champions league season, I got goals against big names like AC Milan, Valencia, Real Madrid and Chelsea in the CL. We made it to the semi’s before athletio Madrid did us in. damn that was heart breaking. Especially since I was subbed out with 10 mins to go in the second leg, being 2-1 on aggregate, and the first thing that happens when I leave is we concede! We lose on away goals..
On the plus side, we win the league title again and the D1 cup! I score against Man United in the final! Man I hope they sign me.. The season ends with me grabbing 13 goals and 8 assists and…My first England Callup! I’m going to the euros!!
;-( England make it to the semis..get knocked out against Italy. I play a sum total of 40 mins…and mostly in DMF position!
This one time, I subbed in, and in their next sub, I get subbed out! So much for my grand England debut..
Start of my third season at spurs. My guy has really come on in his movement, and I think its about time I started getting his kicking technique up to scratch abit more. But with my innate positional sense, improved movement, and all round great team and coach, we go on a 25 game winning streak and build up an unassailable lead at the top. Antonio Ferrari has Steven Gerrard of a season with vital goals throughout, and telling contributions almost every match. I rack up like 20 man of the matches or something. In the January transfer window, with Spurs Thru the CL group stages, advanced in the D1 Cup and 8 points clear at the top, Man United come knocking for my services. Ah man…a chance to go back home.. be with me mum… eat muffins and watch match of the day with the lads… but alas, heart breaking as it was, it just didn’t make professional sense to leave the log leaders and joined the second placed team mid season. Besides, united didn’t make it thru the CL group stages, and I REALLY want to win that one.
With a heavy heart, I turned my beloved Red Devils down…and turned my attention to making sure they won nothing this season. Ohhh the cursed life of a footballer…
We win the league and the D1 Cup again (I again get a near post header in the final), and we actually make it to the Champions League final this time! We face a rather strong Inter Milan side in the final and despite scoring 22 goals and garnering 15 assists, I’m not in the starting 11 for the final!! That couldn’t be right! I even quit and reloaded praying for a glitch.. but there was no mistake, I was dropped for my first CL final!
Anyways, I watched in horror as the final turned into a debacle with King giving away a penalty against Adriano in the first 5 minutes and being sent off for his troubles. It was all downhill from there, and even my introduction in the 60th minute when we were 3-0 down didn’t do much for me. I did manage to create one…well, one that was actually put away that is. But I the end…we lost, but I walked off the season with 22 goals, my 4th consecutive premiership title, 2nd D1 cup medal, and oh! My first England Goal against slovenia in the WC Qualifiers..
Its transfer season again… and around midway thru the window, man united come calling again…almost double my wages too... not that they needed it. Besides, I was still smarting from missing out on the CL final.. so after a trophy laden spell in London, it was time I packed up and headed home to Manchester…
More to follow when time permits…
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