The Great Cornholio
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Anyone else done one? Type your name in " quotes into Google and see what comes up. Just found this - a discussion of someone's CM3 game
It ended 2-2, with Huckerby ruling in midfield. What made matters worse was that scout Steven Gordon had told me earlier that Terry McFlynn was the one to watch. I�d duly asked Michel Pavon to glue himself to the midfield threat, leaving Huckerby free to destroy us. In my anger � and drunkenness (I was drowning my sorrows by this point) � I dispatched Gordon to scout for players in Argentina, basically to stop me from throttling him after further bad advice. �Jobs for the Boys� came through with a slew of likely scouts� applications, and though I offered jobs to Damien Barnes and David Bulwer, the one who really impressed me was Rob Campkin. This didn�t take much admittedly. Campkin turned up, let me know what a pokey little dive he thought Crown Ground was, and I instantly conferred on him the task of checking out our next opponents.
Someone gave me a job! I knew I was a scout in the game but I had rubbish stats.
Also found this :-
Elsewhere on the home front, scout Damian Barnes obviously was of the opinion that his future remained outside the metropolis of Accrington. He refused my overtures of a new contract, wanting instead to join the likes of Ian Cavall and David Bulwer who were doing the business for ‘bigger’ clubs elsewhere. It was a reminder that for all our achievements, we were ever the underdogs, perpetually seen as small fry. Butra was still angling for a move, despite interest mainly being from teams who were in the same division as us, and therefore lower in the table. Every effort to keep a player interested, or persuade someone to join the cause was a mighty challenge. Some found it appealing to their romantic sides, which you find often in the world of football, I’m sure. Most took the money and ran when the better offers came in…
I do the business for 'bigger clubs' - are you listening Mark McGhee?
How sad is it writing up paragraphs about your CM game? About as sad as searching for your own name I suppose
It ended 2-2, with Huckerby ruling in midfield. What made matters worse was that scout Steven Gordon had told me earlier that Terry McFlynn was the one to watch. I�d duly asked Michel Pavon to glue himself to the midfield threat, leaving Huckerby free to destroy us. In my anger � and drunkenness (I was drowning my sorrows by this point) � I dispatched Gordon to scout for players in Argentina, basically to stop me from throttling him after further bad advice. �Jobs for the Boys� came through with a slew of likely scouts� applications, and though I offered jobs to Damien Barnes and David Bulwer, the one who really impressed me was Rob Campkin. This didn�t take much admittedly. Campkin turned up, let me know what a pokey little dive he thought Crown Ground was, and I instantly conferred on him the task of checking out our next opponents.
Someone gave me a job! I knew I was a scout in the game but I had rubbish stats.
Also found this :-
Elsewhere on the home front, scout Damian Barnes obviously was of the opinion that his future remained outside the metropolis of Accrington. He refused my overtures of a new contract, wanting instead to join the likes of Ian Cavall and David Bulwer who were doing the business for ‘bigger’ clubs elsewhere. It was a reminder that for all our achievements, we were ever the underdogs, perpetually seen as small fry. Butra was still angling for a move, despite interest mainly being from teams who were in the same division as us, and therefore lower in the table. Every effort to keep a player interested, or persuade someone to join the cause was a mighty challenge. Some found it appealing to their romantic sides, which you find often in the world of football, I’m sure. Most took the money and ran when the better offers came in…
I do the business for 'bigger clubs' - are you listening Mark McGhee?
How sad is it writing up paragraphs about your CM game? About as sad as searching for your own name I suppose
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