Woke up this morning, checked the FA cup games being played and noticed that Dean Furman will be playing his first game since leaving Oldham for Leicester, felt gutted until I realised I was thinking of FM.
Then, I later noticed my taxdisc, noticed the expiry date (may '12) - and s**t myself as we're now in June 2012. In FM.
I got promoted to the championship at the end of that, (still my first season!!) after going on a bit of a rocky run in the middle of the season (although never going lower than 4th place), I got a decent run of games going towards the end of the season, and my lads were playing superbly together.
Then it came down to the final game of the season, against Preston, who sat just below me in 3rd with one point less. So a draw, and I was up. That said, I didn't change my tactics at all - if anything I went even more attacking; and it paid off. I was 2-1 up after 12 minutes and ended the half 4-1 up. It was looking good. My young centre back, James Tarkowski played out of his skin and bagged himself two goals, and I was looking home and dry. Only to score one own goal and concede two more in the final eight minutes. It was looking like it was going to be one of them games, as Preston were shooting from anywhere with minutes to go. My luck held out, and I made it. Thank god. I nearly had a heart attack.
phew!
Then I noticed this; I can't figure it out at all. It's still only 2012.
They also seemed to have ended the link between themselves and me too. Which is an utter pain in the s**tty arse.
Oh, and in other news - because my finances are still so horrific, I haven't been able to offer contracts to about six players (none of whom will be missed to be honest, but I could have got a fair whack for them), and a load of my back room staff; including my assistant, physio, coaches - so they've all now left and I am decidedly thin on't ground.
Oh well..