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26/07/20 - Premier League - Leicester City vs Manchester United - Pre-Match Thread

Key Facts

Round: 38 of 38
Referee: TBC
Location: Filbert Way, King Power Stadium
Time: 1600BST/UTC+1, 19/07/20
Channels (UK): Sky Sports Main Event
(Out / Unlikely / Suspended )
Leicester:
  1. Soyuncu
  2. Ricardo
  3. Amarety
  4. Maddison
  5. Chilwell
  6. Fuchs
  7. Albrighton
Man United:
  1. Bailey
  2. Tuanzebe
  3. Jones
  4. Shaw

Betting Odds

Accurate as of 0921BST 26/07/20 (Decimal, lower is more likely):
Leicester Win: 3.30
Draw: 3.50
Man United Win: 2.15

Fun Facts

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[Translation] Which La Liga club fits each Premier League team?

Good morning lads and lassies of soccer. To celebrate that the Bundesliga finally comes back I bring you the transcripton/translation of a pretty interesting video I had watched some time ago, related (and literally titled) "Which La Liga team fits each team of the Premier League?"
Now, I know the issue about fans that have simpathy for "second" teams is polarizing and as we all know after last year, it can become something completely vomitive, but this video is indeed trying to give fans of Spanish clubs reasons to like a particular English club, and with that said, tbh I believe at the end of the day most fans, plastic or not, do feel at least some simpathy for some clubs above others excluding their own. From the small town fan who supports their local club but also the "big" team that challenges for the league in the top division, to the Ultra that hates every club of their country that isn't his but do likes a foreign club of which he befriended their respective Ultras in the past, I'm pretty sure that most football fans do feel at least a bit of simpathy for some particular club of a foreign league.
But well, that discussion shouldn't be the topic of this. The fact is that these Spaniards of the video do like particular English clubs and to guide other similar Spaniards analyzed the situation and created this "guidebook" about which Premier League club "currently" fits each La Liga club, and that is what will be shown here.
With a last emphasis in the "currently", there's nothing else to say as preview. Just remember that these aren't my opinions and I'm only sharing what they decided.

Newcastle United & Athletic Club

Crystal Palace & Getafe

Liverpool & Real Madrid

Norwich & Valladolid

Bournemouth & Eibar

Burnley & Alaves

Sheffield United & Mallorca

Brighton & Levante

Leicester & Villarreal

Southampton & Leganés

Watford & Granada

Chelsea & Atletico Madrid

Tottenham & Sevilla

Manchester United & Valencia

Everton & Real Sociedad

Manchester City & Barcelona

West Ham & Espanyol

Wolves & Real Betis

Aston Villa & Celta de Vigo

Arsenal & Osasuna

*and that's it. Hope that you liked it as I did. Do you have any opinions about how to make this even more accurate? feel free to share them.
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What if... One-club men lived forever

The year is 2017. Top scientists have finally cracked the ability to stop ageing, and the world rejoices. The discovery prompts an immediate FIFA investigation into exactly what this means for world football from now on. How will the careers come and go when every team can just preserve their best stars? How will the next Messi break through? The Qatar FA suggest restricting it to only Qatari players, a motion that's only narrowly defeated. In unrelated news, a bunch of mysterious Qatari bank accounts are seized the day before the vote. Eventually, a compromise is decided upon between. Only those players who’ve proven themselves to be in it for the sport, and their team, can use it. The players who have stuck with their team through thick and thin, who’ve turned down bigger money offers to stay where they are. One-Club Men. However, should their loyalty ever waiver, and they choose to leave, those players will lose their right to an everlasting career, and have to face the advance years once again. Who will remain loyal the longest? Who will ride out the lowest of lows to stay at their lifelong club?
Unfortunately for those of you hoping I’ve found a secret miracle, that’s just the best nonsense I could come up with to frame this scenario. In less dramatic terms, using FM 2017, I'm going to select 50 one-club men from the top 5 leagues and de-age them to around 22. Every 5 years I'll de-age them down to 22 again, unless they abandon their loyalty. I'll also be adjusting everyone's contract to expire in 2020 to make it equal, and undoing international retirements where necessary. Nothing overly complicated, but I’m expecting this one to run a long long time if I’m going to have everyone leave, so I’m good with it not being too complicated.
Reddit side note! It's me again. Some may remember my experiments from ages ago. I'm back and writing again, but as you can probably tell, with a new name and website. If you want to see this post with much better formatting, all the images, and everyone's profile at the end, go here to read it in full: link You can stay here if you prefer though!
So who actually qualifies for this? I've restricted it to players from the Top 5 leagues of England, Italy, Spain, Germany and France, and only included those that have been at their clubs the longest. As well as the genuine candidates like Messi and Totti, loaned out players like Lahm qualify, as do those like Iniesta who haven't left in FM 2017, and even those that have left in-game, but are known for their careers at one club. Buffon is a good example of the latter. I've included a link to an image with all 5 players here: link
With all this loyalty around, I wanted to mix it up a bit by adding in one final player. Someone completely opposite to everyone picked so far, the anti-one-club man, the journeyman of all journeymen. And after some research, I came up with the perfect candidate. Sebastián Abreu, a man who in his career has played at an impressive 29 different teams in 11 different countries, setting a Guinness world record along the way. Abreu will receive the same treatment as the loyal players, except it won’t stop when he moves team. I want him to move around more, spread his wings, see how many teams he can collect over an illustrious career.
That’s enough explaining for now. Should be pretty clear what’s going on, just a bunch of footballers never getting old. Time to get things rolling and see who eliminates themselves. Who can stick it out the longest, who will become THE one-club man?

2016/17

With our younger one club men unleashed on the world, many of them attract instant attention from new clubs. For a while it stays quiet and looks like the first transfer window may pass without incident. Only a few loans crop up... until Javi López because the first man to fall. With Espanyol not meeting his standards, he makes a £2.4M trip down the coast to join Valencia. He proves to be the only summer casualty by the time the window slams shut.
January brings the winter window, and the Premier League clubs start to sniff around, ready to throw bags of cash at unsuspecting players. It doesn’t take long before the next two players are reeled in by money and lose their eternal youth. First Marcel Schmelzer in a £20.5M move to Liverpool, followed by Bruno joining moneybags Man City. By the end of the window, Nacho also heads to the north of England, joining rivals Man United. I’m not sure if any of them have realised how damn cold it is up there. That window swiftly ends, settling the bottom 4 finishers in the competition.
Returning to the world of actual football results briefly, and there aren’t many shocks to be seen. Man City finish 6th, Everton get relegated and Borussia Mönchengladbach reach the Champions League Semi-Finals. A few players see their team relegated, as Werder Bremen, Caen and Freiburg go down, so there could be a few casualties once that disappointment has set in. But all in all, the footballing world has coped just fine.
Loyal Players Remaining: 46
Abreu Club Count: 23 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: None

2017/18

With everyone’s transfer budgets warmed up, it doesn’t take long for the action to get back underway. The previous season has barely finished before Chris Solly trades in his morals for a Premier League move to Norwich. Sergio Álvarez joins him in England, making the slightly odd move to Bournemouth before a big £52M move sees Koke trade loyalty for a big move to Man City. That’s the most surprising move so far, as I expected many of the players at top clubs to stick around. The final two transfers of the window take us to sunny Spain, where both Xabi Prieto and Mario become massive glory hunters, trading in their life long clubs for Atletico Madrid and Barcelona respectively. Javi López, having left Espanyol to join Valencia last year, immediately realises his mistake and rejoins Espanyol. It’s too little too late though, his status as a one-club man is already ruined.
The winter window comes and goes without even a hint of action, so things may already be starting to quieten down. Over in Brazil, Sebastián Abreu has his contract with Bangu come to an end after a good season but fails to attract any new suitors before the European season ends.
Around the world, things keep ticking on relatively normally. Watford take a surprising FA Cup win despite finishing rock bottom of the league, meaning they’ll have European nights alongside their Championship campaign. The loyalty of Seube, Höfler and Bargfrede is rewarded, as Caen, Bremen and Freiburg are immediately promoted back to the top tier. Las Palmas head in the opposite direction, which causes David García to hand in an immediate transfer request. The Spaniard could very well be the next player to go.
Loyal Players Remaining: 41
Abreu Club Count: 23 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: Watford (FA Cup)

2018/19

My suggestion that things may be quietening down is immediately disproved by the biggest move so far. Bayern Munich legend Philipp Lahm makes a huge £82M transfer to Manchester City, throwing away all he’d built up at Bayern so far. But it doesn't end there, as 2 more huge transfers are finalised right after. First Claudio Marchisio drops Juventus, clearly not happy with them losing the title to AC Milan, and moves to Real Madrid. Then Daniele De Rossi trades in Roma for Barcelona. Whilst both have moved in real life, I didn’t expect either to fall so early in this, being icons at such huge clubs. A little later, David García makes his predicted move away from relegated Las Palmas, opting to stay in Spain with Osasuna. And then on the final day of the window, one last move. David Zurutuza decides the Premier League is more to his taste and joins Noble at West Ham. Javi López continues his tour of Spain, realising rejoining Espanyol doesn’t earn him back everlasting youth, and so heads to Sevilla instead. Currently, he’s moved around more than the specific journeyman player I chose to actually move around. Talking of, Abreu does find a new contract, heading back to Uruguay to join River Plate Montevideo.
The winter transfer window is again mostly quiet, with very little potential action. There are still some transfers though, as Robin Knoche becomes the 15th person out, heading to Borussia Dortmund. Then a legend moves on, as Iker Casillas decides that barely getting any game time behind Keylor Navas isn’t worth it, and so joins Monaco for a mere £11M. I guess you can't escape the real world after all.
The summer of 2018 means a World Cup, a tournament which regularly creates bizarre results in Football Manager. This year is no exception, as the likes of Italy, Belgium and Argentina fall in the group stages, before South Korea beat both Germany and France in the knockouts. The final between Brazil and Croatia proves 100% less heartbreaking than the real 2018 final for the Croatians, as they become champions of the world. In domestic football, Man United take all the English trophies on offer in a Quadruple, whilst Freiburg find themselves relegated yet again, as do Montpellier.
Loyal Players Remaining: 34
Abreu Club Count: 24 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: Croatia (World Cup)

2019/20

Another season, another transfer window, another set of swirling rumours around our one-club men. Borussia Dortmund manage to steal away another of our competitors from a German rival, taking Timo Horn early in the window. Having been relegated yet again last season, Nicolas Höfler decides enough is enough and leaves Freiburg for Hertha Berlin. Over in Italy, and Chievo Legend Sergio Pellissier finally caves, leaving his relegation-threatened lifelong team for European battlers Fiorentina. But that's all the entertainment I can offer, no big signings this time around I’m afraid. Let's go see what Javi López is up to instead. His merry-go-round of clubs continues yet again, moving over to Deportivo de La Coruña in the latest of his ever-decreasing value of transfers.
January retains its typical bleak and dull atmosphere, with no sign of action whatsoever until the final day of the window. Hugo Mallo decides to try and add to his trophy cabinet and heads to Man United. Not the worst career move to throw away eternal life for considering their dominance right now. And with his departure, the total number of players that we've lost hits a nice round 20.
In the Premier League, Man United claim their 4th title in a row, exerting total dominance over everyone. But where one dominance rises, another falls, with Dortmund claiming the Bundesliga to knock Bayern off their perch. The shock of the season comes in the Coupe de France, where 3rd tier LB Châteauroux knock out Lyon, Auxerre and PSG before falling to Caen in the semi-finals. With Monaco having fallen to 4th tier SA Spinalien, Caen beat an easier opposition of RC Lens in the final, leading to Seube lifting the teams first-ever Coupe de France. Not bad for a player I expected to never lift a trophy. On a less joyous note, Höfler having left relegated Freiburg, sees his new team Hertha relegated immediately too. It seems there is no escaping the 2. Bundesliga!
On the record front, Gianluigi Buffon sets a huge benchmark, breaking the 200 cap mark for Italy. With no-one else close to him, he’ll stay the leader for a long time. Messi also breaks a boundary, climbing through 400 league goals during his career at Barcelona. Like Buffon, he’s way clear of any competitor, and unless a miracle happens that sees him abandon Barcelona, I can’t see anyone catching him soon.
Loyal Players Remaining: 30
Abreu Club Count: 24 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: Caen (Coupe de France)

2020/21

2020 arrives, and with it, two important points arrive too. Firstly, everyone gets de-aged for the first time in this experiment. The 20 that have left get to watch from a distance thinking about what could have been. Second, the initial contracts are set to expire, so anyone that hasn’t re-signed will out the door. Which is exactly what happens to Víctor Valdés. Having barely appeared for Barcelona since his return, he leaves the club on a free and heads to the southern French coast to join Marseille. A day later and someone else leaves France, as Romain Danzé who decides one de-ageing is enough and moves to Schalke. Tony Hibbert also struggled for games at Everton despite his new youthful look, and so he walks out the door. He opts for Aston Villa, who to my great surprise have sunk to a mid-table League 1 team. Feeling left out, Spain joins in, with Oier Sanjurjo departing Osasuna and moving to Villarreal. The window is then capped by a bizarre final free transfer. Despite appearing regularly, Xavi isn’t offered a new contract by Barcelona. Man City can’t quite believe their luck and snap up the Spanish wizard a few days before the window shuts.
Winter brings with it just one transfer in its usual action-heavy way. Roberto Torres leaves Osasuna, making a £35.5M switch to Atletico. I’m not sure whether Atletico thought they were getting a different de-aged Torres because that can only be described as an overpayment. Either way, that means we've now lost over half the competitors.
Euro 2020 passes, and Croatia prove their World Cup victory was no fluke, becoming both champions of the World, and champions of Europe. On the Continental front, things have been fairly predictable so far, at least until this years Europa League. Hoffenheim escape a tough group and go all the way to win the entire thing. Not bad for a team that barely qualified in the first place. Oh, and Messi wins a little thing called the Ballon d’Or for the 10th time. I think he’s only just getting started.
Loyal Players Remaining: 24
Abreu Club Count: 24 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: Hoffenheim (Europa League)

2021/22

The 21/22 season begins with two transfers on the first day. Loïc Perrin makes his way to the Premier League to join Leicester. But that's a minor splash compared to the other move, as after 768 appearances and 302 goals, Francesco Totti leaves Roma. It seems wrong to see it, but he’ll now be wearing a Man United kit. Dortmund continue their run of stealing loyalty, this time bringing Tony Jantschke into the fold. Another contract is run to the end, forcing Álex Bergantiños out of Deportivo without much choice, before being picked up by Cagliari. Mikel González opts to end his time at Real Sociedad, joining Pellissier over at Fiorentina. And as August comes to a close, it looks like Totti may be the only big departure. That is until Gianluigi Buffon decides to call time on his Juventus career. It’s an odd move, with the legend going sorta sideways from a regular starting Juventus spot to Bayern Munich. But there’s no going back now, as his 636 league appearance career with the Italians comes to a close. Two legends down in one window.
No season is complete without a single winter signing to warrant an entire separate paragraph, and this season is no different. Sergi Roberto moves away from Barcelona, in a £24M move to French giants PSG. A good way to guarantee yourself plenty of titles I guess. Abreu also makes a winter move, adding Guarani in the Brasilian second tier to his collection.
Roberto’s decision proves to be a good one, as PSG go on to claim their 10th one in a row. Not many surprises elsewhere, although Real Oviedo get close to pulling off a shock in the Copa del Rey. The second tier team beat Osasuna, Barcelona and Sevilla on the way to the final, but ultimately Real Madrid prove a step too far. Elsewhere everything is won by a team you’d probably expect. Exciting stuff.
Loyal Players Remaining: 17
Abreu Club Count: 25 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: None

2022/23

With the pool of players rapidly decreasing, very few of the crew are even wanted by other clubs anymore. Perhaps deterred by their steadfast loyalty? A few moves do still happen though, so we’re not dead yet. Firstly Anthony Lopes gets fed up of PSG dominating his league and moves to AC Milan for a better shot at a trophy. It’s not long before that story is forgotten, as the biggest transfer fee in the competition so far is dropped. Andrés Iniesta is stolen away from Barcelona, in a huge £86M move to Man United. The midfield maestro fell 2 appearances short of 600 league games for Barcelona, but with his new £300K per-week contract it’s not hard to guess why. That proves to be all the action for the summer window, with no-one willing to top that huge move.
After half a season of hearing their noisy neighbours gloating about their star signing, Man City snap. And if there’s one thing City are good at, it’s splashing the cash. In probably the easiest negotiation over fee Barcelona has ever had, Sergio Busquets makes a £95M move to the sky blues. Yeh, that’ll show United. Once again no-one wants to get in the middle of the awkward Manchester squabble, and the winter transfer closes with a whimper.
The second World Cup of this experiment comes and goes. This time all the giants make it safely through the Group Stages, but it’s Africa that really excels. Morocco make the knockouts, Egypt battle through to the Quarter Finals, but Nigeria come out best. They beat South Korea and Argentina before falling valiantly to France in the Semi-Finals. A 1-0 victory of Italy does see them finish in an impressive 3rd place, becoming the first African team to finish in the top 3 of the World Cup. France win the title on penalties after a deceivingly action-filled 0-0 draw with Spain. The domestic scene follows that with a similar lack of real shocks. In the Carabao Cup, Bournemouth beat Arsenal, Chelsea and Man United on the way to lifting the trophy. But it’s the lesser Cup, so outside of Bournemouth no-one really cares. PSG finally have their grip on the Ligue 1 broken, as Casillas leads Monaco to a fantastic title. Otherwise, all the league titles and cups fall to teams you’d expect them too. Another thrilling year.
Loyal Players Remaining: 14
Abreu Club Count: 25 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: Bournemouth (Carabao Cup)

2023/24

Literally nothing happens. Thomas Kessler decides that no team can ignore his existence for 20 seasons in a row and get away with it, leaving Köln to join Trabzonspor. So as I said, literally nothing happens. Even Javi López moving to yet another club would be more interesting than that.
The same applies to the footballing season. Asides from Casillas captaining Monaco to a Champions League title, or Atletico winning the title again, exactly 10 years after their last win, everything is frustratingly normal. And even those two events are hardly shocks.
Before I start to lose hope, there are a few interesting moves over the last few years from the losing group that are worth highlighting. First season mover Bruno didn’t make the impact he hoped and found himself moving to the lovely Stoke. Robin Knoche barely received any playtime at Dortmund and found himself cast out to Dinamo Zagreb. Even in League 1, Tony Hibbert could barely get any game time at Villa and so moved on the Scunthorpe in League 2. But the winner of the oddest move has to be Zurutuza, who somehow manage to pull off a move to Liverpool after West Ham found themselves relegated, only make a few disappointing performances, before being released on a free to join Al-Arabi in Qatar. Not quite the career he was anticipating when joining the Premier League I bet.
Loyal Players Remaining: 13
Abreu Club Count: 25 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: None

2024/25

The summer transfer window arrives for another season, and with it finally comes a huge deal! Javi López has found yet another club! Hooray! As for actual competitors, absolutely no movement whatsoever. Even from Abreu, who’s been at Guarani for 2.5 years now. Manceau, Lewington and Seube complain to their managers about playing time or relegation, but none of them actually make a move anywhere. So our final 13 will add another 5 years onto their career length.
There are some fun statistics from our 51 worth mentioning at this point. Buffon leads the way with both total league appearances (935) and international caps (259). His caps are at a point where they’re too high for the game to display, as the value is stored as an unsigned 8-bit integer, and so has rolled over to just show 3. Most appearances for a single club goes to Dean Lewington however, who thanks to being a regular sits at 857 league appearances for the MK Dons (or 889 if you include Wimbledon). In the goals department, the winner is obvious. With almost 500 league goals, 100 international goals and 14 Ballon d’Or awards, Messi sits on top of everyone. On the international scene, he’s run close by Müller and the fast-approaching Kane, but for league goals, it’s not even close.
2024 brings with it a Euro tournament, which doesn’t provide much in the way of surprises, but brings with it some exciting high scoring matches. All ending in a 4-3 victory for a Thomas Müller led Germany over neighbours Netherlands. Which I’m sure went down very well. The domestic scene decides to spring a few shocks though. In Serie A, Roma claim an impressive title thanks to main striker Iheanacho, their first since 2001. The German and French cups provide surprise winners, in the form of Hertha Berlin and Dijon. Both cap an impressive run by beating their respective league winners, Bayern and Monaco. Even the continental tournaments turn up too. First Monaco cement their place as a top power in football by winning their second Champions League in a row. That coming a week after the best win there could possibly be. Tottenham win the Europa League! Screw the other stuff, that last part is all I need!
Loyal Players Remaining: 13
Abreu Club Count: 25 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: Dijon (Coupe de France), Hertha Berlin (DFB Pokal)

At this point though it’s fair to say that the competition results are more interesting than the movements of the players. Which is the perfect signal that things need to speed up a little bit. So from now on, updates will be every 5 years, which lines up perfectly with player age resets, letting us see who has made it to the next checkpoint.

2025-2030

Another round of de-ageing hits, and you’d think that would incite some interest in our final 13. Instead, it’s a ghost town. We do have an immediate dropout though, as Nicolas Seube finally gets fed up with his lack of playtime at Caen and heads for Panionios in Greece. A year later the situation is repeated. I’m not entirely sure what his unhappiness was about, but Iker Muniain decides he’s had enough of Athletic Club and moves to Hamburger SV. At least he left on exactly 100 goals for Athletic though, a nice round number. With 11 left, a standoff to reach the top 10 ensues. For 3 years no-one budges in their show of loyalty, until in 2029… Dean Lewington leaves for Derby County on a free. It’s a huge move, with Lewington becoming the first man to break through 1000 league appearances for a single club before leaving. But he’s moved on now, and it won’t be long before that record is broken. That move means we’re left with our final 10 contestants. Terry, Iraola, Messi, Susaeta, Noble, Jourdren, Müller, Kane, Manceau and Bargfrede have secured a top 10 spot, and now all that’s left to do is fight it out for number 1.
Over in Brazil, our anti-one-club man continues his journey, although it remains in Brazil for the moment. Only 2 clubs are added to his count, with a long stay at Atletico Goianiense followed by a £2M move to top tier Coritiba. I’m kind of hoping he starts to make enough waves in the Brazilian league to move to Europe and add some new countries to his history.
Those that fell before the first de-ageing are retiring, finishing off their magnificent, or in some cases very un-magnificent, careers (as losers). Javi López finishes his fine anti-loyalty tour around Spain with 7 transfers to his name. Schmelzer, Nacho, Solly, Álvarez, Koke, Mario, Prieto, Marchisio, De Rossi, David García, Zurutuza, Knoche, Höfler, Pellissier, Mallo, Horn and Hibbert end their careers. Many, such as Nacho, Horn and De Rossi stay just as committed to their new clubs as they did their old, finishing out their careers after just a single transfer. Of the pensioners, Sergio Pellissier manages to rack up the most career league appearances and goals, at 894 and 246, although that’s largely thanks to a huge head start. De Rossi dominates on the international scene, earning a whopping 197 caps over his 30-year career. Naturally, all those records will be blown out the water once the next group start retiring, but it’s nice to have some benchmarks.
Around the world, plenty has gone on worth hearing about. The Netherlands claim their first-ever World Cup win, beating Brazil in the final, whilst in the Euro’s Germany win their second tournament in a row. The Gold Cup throws up a few interesting results too, as first, the Mexico B team win it, with their A team tied up in the Confederations Cup. Then 4 years later Canada take the title, only the second time in their history. Over in Italy, Lazio find themselves relegated as the league starts to shake itself up a bit. But other than that, domestic football remains relatively unspectacular. Oh except… TOTTENHAM WINNING THE LEAGUE. Didn’t even have to reset it and we won it before Arsenal did. North London is very much Lilywhite now, suck it Gooners!
Loyal Players Remaining: 10
Abreu Club Count: 27 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: Tottenham (Premier League)

2030-2035

Another 5 years pass and to start with it looks like the top 10 are going to hold firm. Eventually though, the temptation of money proves too much for one man. That man is Geoffrey Jourdren who trades in his starting slot at Montpellier for a cosy backup contract at PSG. Then comes… dead silence. Not even a rumour, or an unhappy player. No-one even hints at leaving for the next 4 years, which means we end the period with nine players on the books. The real waiting game has begun. Even our journeyman Abreu is moving in a very slow way, as a five year Coritiba stint finishes with a free transfer to Red Bull Brasil. I think my hopes for a European move have died.
At least there are a lot of retirements to run through. Bruno, Lahm, Casillas, Valdés, Danzé, Oier, Xavi, Torres, Perrin, Jantschke, Bergantiños, González, Roberto, Iniesta and Busquets hang up their playing boots. That does leave us without some noted legends, with Lahm, Casillas, Iniesta and Busquets reaching 200 caps for their country. You’d think Spain would have won more with that golden generation. Casillas and Xavi also both hit 1000 league appearances thanks to a strong head start before the experiment. But it’s Andrés Iniesta who is the most loyal of the bunch, racking up nearly 600 appearances for his original club before departing.
Five years leaves plenty of time for interesting results once again. England take a World Cup win, which is always a sign of the apocalypse, only made more bizarre by Scotland making the semi-finals in the same competition. Portugal take the other title in that period, whilst the Euros also see a surprise winner in Switzerland. France provides the biggest shock at club level, as Lille come from nowhere to win Ligue 1, and then immediately revert back to mid-table once again. Otherwise, the time belongs to Manchester City. The oil bar… sky blues take 4 out of 5 titles in both the Premier League and Champions League, with all that cash flinging finally paying off.
Loyal Players Remaining: 9
Abreu Club Count: 28 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: England (World Cup), Lille (Ligue 1)

2035-40

With just nine players left, once again we get a transfer fairly early on in the period. Early as in the first transfer window, which makes me wonder why they waited so long. Anyway, Mark Noble has had his patience tested by West Ham’s yoyoing between the Premier League and Championship a bit too much and finally caves. He makes a £20M move to Burnley, who… are doing the exact same thing. Not sure that was the brightest idea. Like the previous 5 years though, one transfer is all we get. None of the others move, despite some pretty heavy unhappiness from Bargfrede and Manceau. Abreu keeps up his trail, running out his contract with Red Bull Brasil and opting for Chapecoense to reach 29 clubs in his career.
With very few moving recently, that also means less and less are retiring, as just 7 ex-competitors leave the game. Totti, Buffon, Lopes, Kessler, Seube, Muniain and Lewington call time on their football life. The fact they all stuck with it for so long means there’s so impressive stats between them. Totti racked up 1154 league appearances, with 768 at Roma. Dean Lewington, after leaving MK Dons with 1003 appearances finished with a total of 1287. Italian legend Gianluigi Buffon finished with a whopping 1307 league appearances, but perhaps more impressively, 334 international caps. But the single most surprising statistic goes to Thomas Kessler. Despite barely playing in Germany he manages to notch a grand total of 7 goals after his move to Turkey. Maybe if he’d been a striker he’d have actually played at Koln. Oh and Seube ends his career Greek. Because why not.
As per every time, a quick look around the world’s results is needed. Spain win back the World Cup titles, whilst Italy take a Euro win. Argentina, Mexico and Australia claim all their continents international trophies in the window, so no massive surprises there. The domestic world isn’t exactly littered with shocks either. Brescia win a Coppa Italia, and Nîmes Olympique grab 4 top 5 finishes in a row in France, but there’s not really much to shout about. I think it’s best to just get on with the next de-ageing.
Loyal Players Remaining: 8
Abreu Club Count: 29 clubs in 10 countries
Odd Winners: Brescia (Coppa Italia)

2040-45

Down to 8 now, so it’s getting tougher. And a lot slower, so slow in fact that not a single transfer in our group happens in five years. For a moment I was excited to see Manceau at Recreativo de Huelva, but that was just a loan. So I was back to being crushed. On the plus side, Abreu makes some huge steps. He adds not just 1, but 2 new countries to his history! The first is Portugal, in a huge step up to join Braga. As usual, it’s just until his contract ends, before he moves on to Frankfurt in the Bundesliga. He’s hardly setting Europe alight but I don’t care, he’s actually moving!
There’s only one retiree to talk about too, as pretty much everyone has already gone. Geoffrey Jourdren finishes up with 925 total league appearances. It probably could have been a bit more, if he’d not spent 10 years of his career being a backup at PSG and Bayern. On a far more interesting note, Terry breaks through 1500 career league appearances. Kane also hits 256 international goals, which results in the number resetting to 0 just like caps. So the game has him on 96 caps with 11 goals, when the actual numbers are a stunning 352 caps with 267 goals.
Having seen my disappointment last time around, the world decides to liven things up. Denmark become both Champions of the World and Champions of Europe in 2042 and 2040, although they lose the European title to Germany 4 years later. At the continental level, the Champions League stays on track, but the Europa League brings some bizarre winners into the mix. Nîmes Olympique, Real Sociedad, Leicester and Bristol City all win a trophy. It seems Mark Noble finally made a right move transferring to Bristol City, as the club is now a strong top 6 Premier League side. Manceau wins a Coupe de France at Angers, but it’s still Nîmes making waves, forming a big three with PSG and Monaco. It may not be long before either Nîmes or Bristol City win their league, which is not something I expected to be saying.
Loyal Players Remaining: 8
Abreu Club Count: 31 clubs in 12 countries
Odd Winners: Nîmes Olympique/Bristol City (Europa League), Angers (Coupe de France)

2045-50

2045 kicks off and once again Manceau deceives me. This time it’s a loan spell in Denmark with Brøndby that had me thinking he was gone. Well you know what they say, fool me once shame on you, fool me twice… I’m probably gonna fall for it. It looks like there’s going to be no moves whatsoever once again, until June 2047 arrives and I notice a contract is set to expire. Imagine my shock when Lionel Messi is not offered a contract by Barcelona and is let go. It’s made doubly worse by the fact that of all teams to pick him up, it's Atletico Madrid. Apparently, 37 Ballon d’Or awards aren’t good enough for Barcelona anymore. I don’t even care that nothing else happens. That’s enough to stun me.
Over in the retirement home, Mark Noble moves into a room. After an up and down career, the Englishman did manage some silverware with Bristol City and ended his career with 1317 league appearances. He even earned not just 1, but 90 England caps across his 44-year career.
Around the world, interesting results are still cropping up. England grab their third World Cup win beating Colombia, whilst Honduras win their first-ever Gold Cup. Much to my bitter disappointment, Arsenal win 4 of the 5 Champions Leagues on offer, as well as 3 Premier League titles. Chelsea have a period of bottom 10 finishes which deeply upsets Terry, whilst over in France, Chamois Niortais begin to try and join the top 3. Don’t worry I’ve never heard of them either.
Loyal Players Remaining: 7
Abreu Club Count: 32 clubs in 12 countries
Odd Winners: Honduras (Gold Cup)

2050-55

With the world still reeling at the fact the Messi has moved from Barcelona, everyone kinda forgets to make any moves. In fact, Messi is the first person to move yet again, leaving Atletico in a very cheap 34.5M move to Man City. Which is more in line with where I originally expected him to go. Abreu finishes one contract, at Hapoel Be’er Sheva, and moves onto the next, but it’s with Monterrey so doesn’t count. Sebastian, it has to be new clubs. John Terry is starting to get frustrated with a Chelsea team that has really fallen from grace. The Londoners barely survive relegation in 2052/53, so Terry may be the next to go. Or maybe I know nothing and it’s completely random.
No-one retires this year, so let’s take a brief look at some statistics of our remaining 7 + Messi. All our players have now reached 1000 appearances, with Bargfrede in last at 1173. Messi has crossed 1000 league goals, now a full 300 clear of the chasing pack of Abreu and Kane. On the international level, Thomas Müller becomes the first player to need a rollover of caps twice, moving on to a massive 524 international caps. But it’s Kane who still leads the international goal stat, nearly breaking 350, a full 50 ahead of the German.
Müller does, however, grab a World Cup win for Germany so I’m sure he won’t be too upset. At least until they’re deposed by Holland 4 years later. On the continental level, Bristol City win another Europa League title beating previous champions Espanyol. Middlesbrough also nearly earn a trophy, having joined Bristol as a top 6 team. But the winner of the biggest shock, although I did say this might happen, goes to Chamois Niortais, who topple the dominance of PSG and Monaco to capture a miraculous Ligue 1 title in the last season of the period.
Loyal Players Remaining: 7
Abreu Club Count: 32 clubs in 12 countries
Odd Winners: Chamois Niortais (Ligue 1), Bristol City/Espanyol (Europa League)

2055-60

The summer window of 2055 opens and as I warned may happen, there’s an almost immediate transfer. Fed up with Chelsea’s mediocre finishes, John Terry decides to move on. Unfortunately for Chelsea fans, Arsenal is his next club, which I’m sure will cause a few shudders. A year later and another move comes around, once again due to unhappiness over the club’s performance. Surprisingly it's Thomas Müller,who's annoyed by the fact that Bayern haven’t won a Bundesliga title since 2048, and so runs down his contract. Leverkusen almost earn his signature, but eventually its the glory of PSG that proves too much to resist. But we’re not done there! Another player runs down their contract, opting to move to Vitoria de Setubal in Portugal. Vincent Manceau finally makes a real move rather than constantly faking me out. So with another 3 players down, we’re left with our final 4. The race for the top 3 is hotting up now!
We do have a retirement this time thanks to the transfer window livening up. The world's best-ever player, Lionel Messi, retires from football. He ends up on a total of 1858 league appearances, scoring a massive 1068 goals in this time. 1430 appearances and 895 goals of those belonging to his 45-year career at Barcelona. On the international scene, he earned an impressive 505 caps and 276 goals. But it’s the awards where he shines. 279 individual awards, 82 team titles, 22 league titles, 6 Champions League titles, 45 Ballon d’Or awards. What makes it even crazier is 41 of those Ballon d’Or awards were in a row, as he earned every single one from 2015 to 2056. I don’t think I’ll see another player like that crop up in any save, truly the world’s best player.
Looking out on the world, I can say that it’s a Chamois Niortais player that breaks Messi’s streak, as the French team claim another two Ligue 1 titles. It’s hard to say they’re a “surprise winner” at this point. Bristol City finally make the full step up to join the big guns, winning 3 Carabao Cups, 1 FA Cup, 2 Premier League titles and even a Champions League trophy. If any Bristol City fans want this save to give themselves hope over the future, I can send it over. Internationally it's the era of Portugal, as they claim both the Euro and World Cup trophies.
Loyal Players Remaining: 4
Abreu Club Count: 32 clubs in 12 countries
Odd Winners: Bristol City (Premier League/Champions League), Lyon (Relegation)

With so few players left, now is probably a good time to speed it up once again. The final four will be tough to budge, so how about we move to 10-year intervals to try and cut down on dead years. And I'll be moving to the comments, because I've hit reddits character limit.
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Leeds Q&A with Phil Hay

Busy one today. This latest Q&A is aimed at what the EFL's next steps are likely to be, how people feel about the various options being spoken about and whether we really want another ball to be kicked this season or not.
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My love letter

The year is 2016. I arrive at the unemployment office young, all of 21 years old, with nary any dirt on my boots. No playing experience nor do I have any coaching qualifications, but one thing was certain, I would settle for any coaching job that came my way. I cast a wide net, from the top leagues of the world, to the semi professional teams throughout, with many a unsuccessful application. I can’t find a sensible person willing to hand over a football club to a completely unqualified applicant. Until my job hunt takes me to Northamptonshire, England.
Brackley Town FC. I arrive an eager American Coach, quick to placate the board with whatever requests they desire, I am desperate for the job. I walk away less than optimistic. Shortly thereafter while sorting through unsuccessful applications I find it, a job offer from Brackley Town. I accept.
I arrive, the players are less than impressed. My qualifications on par with someone who won a raffle to be coach for a day. My first few seasons are widely mediocre, but eventually promotion is achieved through playoffs, in my 6th season. We go from the Vanarama Divisional to National. The club is in complete financial ruin but for a few weeks, celebrations are in order, the part timers did it.
Nobody rated us very high for avoiding relegation. 3 seasons later it was Sky Bet 2, 3 seasons after we won the league and after 2 more in Sky Bet 1 we were in the championship.
My 12th and 13th seasons were spent in the championship before reaching the pinnacle of world football, the English Premier League.
St. James park had once been a waterlogged mess, which had mere hundreds of people who turned up on game day. With success came financial stability, and we now packed a premier league sized stadium, Now Brackley Stadium with a capacity of 62,280. The clubs value, 1.52 billion. Our first season we finished 9th. Nobody expected it.
Several seasons of mid table finishes later, several key player additions, such as my Spanish striker tandem of Alberto Ortega, and Miguel Mariscal, both legends, the former appearing in a total of 426 games with 475 goals, we became a serial winner.
After finishing in second and third for a few seasons, we won the league, for the first time in Brackley’s history, we had won something. This launched an era that which the world had never seen. That next year we finished with 4 trophies, the premiere league, FA Cup, Capital One Cup, and Community shield. The next year, another domestic treble as we won the league again.
2040/41 saw a treble of a different kind. The premiere league, FA cup, and the Champions league. From our first league championship, we would never lose another league while I was at the wheel, 17 premiere leagues in a row. Surely the game is broken beyond repair. Between those 17 years we would achieve 9 Champions Leagues Trophies, 17 Premiere League, 8 club world Championships, 7 Euro SUPER cup, 1 Euro Cup, 9 FA Cups, 10 Capital One Cups, 14 Community Shields, and a sky bet league 2 trophy.
I leave my post as a one club man, 38 years and 334 days at the helm, resigning on my own terms. A total record of 1284 wins, 417 draws, and 486 losses. My final season sees me win the league, champions league, FA cup, club World Cup, and 3 other trophies. I ended it like I began it, with a sense of anonymity, no walkout or celebration like Fergie, a simple 2 week notice will do.
I end my career as the winningest coach in football history. A testament to patience and reward.
I say this all because I have started a new career in FM 2020, unemployed, and after 3 failed applications, I have received a job offer. There was only one option.
It’s Brackley Town.
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Aoife Leigh Braonain Backstory

Aoife Leigh Braonain Backstory

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Aoife Leigh Braonain (ee + fa)
Brón Taibhse (Ghost of Sorrow)

i.

Born in a small rural village in the county of Cork, Ireland, Aoife and her parents immigrated to Annesburg, NH in 1890 when she was 10 years of age. Her father found work as a butcher by day and cobbler by night, tending to many of the local lawmen’s boots and gunbelts. Her mother was a gifted equestrian and markswoman, but was only ever able to find work in the stables and by putting on small pistol and rifle skills performances in Saint Denis whenever time allowed. In these local performances, Aoife would stand blindfolded as her mother would ride on horseback and shoot all manner of objects and trinkets off her head. For the show closer, her mother would also put on a blindfold, circle around Aoife as she stood with a lit candle balanced on her head and - to the amazement of the crowd - shoot out the flickering, dancing flame.
The onlookers could not believe how calm and still Aoife could be in the face of such potential peril. But she never flinched, not for a moment. After every show, even the poorer profiting ones, Aoife’s mother would take her freckled face into both her hands, look into her pale green eyes and chirp, “Well done, dearie! Fair is fair, and we’re nearly there.” Aoife would nod knowingly and then her mother would pat her daughter’s auburn hair and give Aoife her cut of the show’s earnings.
The Braonains were able to hollow out a meagre living and in 1893 purchased a plot of land northwest of the Roanoke Ridge. Despite their humble surroundings, the family was over the moon to be expecting a new baby into their home in 5 months’ time. Their lives were never perfect, but they were together and were surely moving along.

ii.

There is rarely a convenient time for tragedy to strike.
On the first day of winter, December 21, 1893, one of the lawmen with whom Aoife’s father had become fondly acquainted decided to pay a visit to check on his boots, see how Aoife’s mother was getting along with her pregnancy, and of course, maybe stay for a dram of whiskey (or two) and learn a few more Irish songs.
The snow started to fall hurriedly and heavily as the aging, well-seasoned lawman and his horse crested the hill and began their descent onto the family’s homestead. As his watery eyes squinted through the now torrid and agitated snowflakes, his face was soon lit up by the pulsing glow of a snow-framed inferno. As realization dawned on his deeply creased brow, he turned his horse into a gallop to reach the blazing Braonain homestead. He dismounted and fought desperately to clear his eyes of snow and ash, as they opened to a horrific scene. There stood the Braonain home ablaze - which would have been tragedy enough - but then his eyes traced from the top of the house on fire to the flickering silhouette of Aoife’s still frame kneeling before what was left of her parents’ bodies.
They laid strewn across the ground, making crude, twisted snow angels in seeping pools of glistening, dark crimson blood. There was almost a serene pagan beauty to the display. But then the lawman noticed their faces. Their eyes and lower jaws had been removed and hollowed out, and their stomach contents emptied. With a painful wince, the lawman’s face contorted as he remembered the baby that was to be born, but he attempted to steady himself and tried to raise Aoife from her knees. She didn’t flinch at his touch. With the roar from the fire and billowing wind, there was no way she could have heard his approach, but it was as if she already knew he was there. She was barefoot and only wearing grey long-john nightclothes. She wasn’t crying, but her arms were covered with blood up to her elbows. And on the right side of her face were three deep open vertical wounds starting over her eye and going back towards her ear.
The lawman turned to be sick, unable to face the horrific tableau. It was silent, except for the crackling fire and hissing of the impending blizzard. Though it had been only seconds, it was as if time itself had slowed to take in the scene. The lawman suddenly felt heavy and light at the same time. He found himself in a memory of the past. In an instant, he was a young child, standing by his boyhood pond, calling out someone’s name he didn’t recognise. The sky was a flickering bronze and all the trees were upside down, with the roots reaching far into the heavens. Someone or something was wildly screaming but he couldn’t tell where the voice was coming from.
The lawman shook his head, bringing his world back into focus. He gathered himself and knelt before Aoife who hadn’t moved. She was breathing evenly, perhaps even calmly. He took her face into both his hands, stared into her pale green eyes and it was then she seemed to finally recognise him. He was shaking and stammering as he asked, “Wha--What happened here child? Who did this?”
The young girl looked down at him and simply sighed, “They bled and they’re gone now.”
The old lawman blanked at her nonplussed assessment.
A still moment passed.
Finally, Aoife simply remarked, “Now then. Fair is fair, and we’re nearly there.”
The lawman was still on his knees in front of her. Her eyes darted down then up quickly. “Erm. You’ve pissed yourself, friend.”
The lawman turned to be sick again.
When he had finished wiping the lingering filth from his full beard he made a final effort to steel himself, wanting to be brave for the child. But when he turned around to speak to Aoife, he was shocked to see her walking steadily into the forest. He called out after her but the maelstrom of snow and ice began to howl with abandon, swallowing up his weakened raw voice. His horse began to whimper and stamp frantically. He knew that his mare wouldn't last much longer in this weather, much less himself. He hadn’t told anyone else he was coming to the homestead for a visit. He felt a slow shame wash over him, as icy as the cold in which he was struggling to stand. As he looked back at the forest where Aoife had now disappeared, he climbed back on his horse and they limped back to Annesburg through the hell-sent storm.
As these tales go, it was the worst recorded winter New Hanover had ever seen or has seen since. By the time the mountain passes were back open and the snow had all but melted away, it had been 7 months since the events of that wretched night.

iii.

The old lawman would tell you he couldn't sleep one wink for those 7 months.
He would tell you he couldn’t eat for those 7 months.
He would tell you that he was the first one to ride out to the old Braonain homestead when the passes cleared.
He would tell you the Braonains’ bodies were perfectly preserved and undisturbed from where they had laid. Not that it mattered since the images had long been perfectly preserved and undisturbed in his mind.
For the next 4 months, the lawman and a small posse searched those woods for young Aoife or what must have remained of her. They found next to nothing save for a few scattered, small animal corpses by a crude lean-to in the Roanoke Valley. And a bit after that, after two of his party went inexplicably missing by Elysian Pool, the search dwindled to just the old grizzled lawman.
He would tell you he continued to search the forests around the homestead periodically through season after season until his health finally deteriorated and wouldn't allow him to take such industrious trips into the wilds.
However, the old lawman wouldn’t let his weakened constitution deter him from spending his waning time in saloons, drunkenly combing over theories spanning from neighboring indigenous tribes, to swamp denizens that only appeared at night, to rumours of cretins with strange familial relations living in underground caves. He would drink until he stumbled out into the streets chasing and accosting any young stranger who had auburn hair. Asking them where they had been all this time and insisting he had never stopped searching. This often resulted with a slap or even a punch to his face. Many nights he would crawl into his bedroom and collapse on the floor, unable to climb into his bed. He would lay curled up all night shaking, weeping and pleading with the familiar haunted figure standing in the corner of his room. Those nights seemed to go on endlessly and blend right into the next.
Eventually, the old lawman was only allowed to oversee the signing over of prisoner transfers to the Siska Penitentiary. And even those duties he couldn’t perform without being deep in his cups.

iv.

It was a bleak rainy day in May 1898. The lawman had one more transfer to sign over for the day and left the duties to a young, much too eager new deputy. The old man was slouched in his desk, hat over his eyes as he listened to the new boy go happily about the business of the paperwork and prisoner photo. The lawman would nod in and out of his haze, pick up a few words here and there, listen to make sure no one was escaping, and then continue in his drunken commiserations without ever raising his head. The perky young deputy walked back from securing the prisoner in the transport wagon.
“All square--all squared away then, son?”
“Yessir! Absolutely! Just waitin’ for the driver to feed them horses and they’ll be on their way!” The young deputy was noisily messing about with files and papers at his much smaller desk. He hated for things to be out of place and was tidy, thorough and meticulous to a fault.
“And the pri--prisoner?”
“Not a word out of her sir! Which is unusual if I have to say so myself.”
“Oh,” asked the lawman. More out of habit than genuine curiosity. “And why’s that now?”
“Well she’s a woman, for starts.” That brought a grimace to the old lawman’s face.
“I imagine you don’t do much talking to women do you, boy?”
The deputy blushed. “Well, that’s not exactly what I meant, sir---”
“Well, please son, do go on! You can see I am positively on the edge of my seat. ”
The deputy hesitated, somewhat unsure of what to do next.
The lawman lazily waved his hand.
“It’s just that...Well she murdered 7 people sir.”
Now it was the old fellow’s turn to pause. But only for a moment. He had seen and heard all sorts of abhorrent things in his day, but if he had come to learn anything in his time in the service, it’s that unbridled human depravity enjoys the challenge of upstaging itself.
The lawman expelled a gravelly sigh. “Well, that is a terrible thing to be sure.”
“With respect sir, I don’t think anyone will miss those degenerates. The bodies and our recent lodger were discovered in an old hunting cabin far up in the Grizzlies. Never would have even known it was there if it had it not been for a small campfire. And still the road leading up to it had long been closed. It just so happened that a small marshall posse was in the area tracking a fleeing bounty when they noticed the smoke. They finally worked their way up, thinking they were about to find their target, and discovered the cabin.”
The deputy was now cheerfully rearranging the different fountain pens on his desk by color and size.
“One said it looked like some sort of backwoods witch den crossed with a butcher’s outpost or something. Unreasonably bloody and an awful, heavy, putrid smell to the place. Strange manuscripts, animal and human bones every which way you looked. There were two enormous, almost horse-sized black goats tied up in a pen as well. One marshall said their eyes were opaque - a milky white. And there was a sort of crude, well-bloodied altar further up a hill behind the cabin. And the young woman was just sitting there with the 7 bodies laid out in a semi-circle in front of the cabin calmly, as if she was waiting for the marshalls to arrive. Absolutely bizarre! According to them, it was clear she didn’t belong there, but she didn’t say a word or try to explain anything. The marshalls asked if she killed the folk there and she just nodded. So they just tied her up and brought her to us.
“Er, hang on one moment, sir.” The deputy started rummaging through some items on his desk.
“They brought back some of the pamphlets, books and whatnot to see if we could make any sense of it. They’re all in some strange language but there was one thing that had some English on it. Now where’d that damn thing go? Ah, yes. Here we are.” The deputy picked up a weathered leather and fur bound book that clearly had dried blood caked to it.
“Most of it seems unreadable but there’s a part here in the middle that’s been circled in something I don’t want to try and guess,” the deputy balked. “It seems to say here, ‘Honour thy Mountain Fiend. O’ ye unfaithful apostates.’”
“The mountain what now?” the old lawman yawned.
“I know! Chilling stuff!” The deputy checked through some other files on his desk and held up some more papers. He was beginning to get very excited. “Well, you’ve heard of The Murfree Brood, right, sir?”
The lawman sat up in his chair and put his arms on his own desk. Not because he was interested, it’s just that the room was starting to spin a bit.
“Of course I’ve heard of them. Those sister-mothers, husband-cousin, bottom-feeding bastards are like a bad song that just won’t go away. And when you least expect it, when you finally think you won’t hear that wretched tune again, you hear some fool wailing it at the top of his lungs like the idiot he ---- do you sing boy? You look like you could maybe sing, pretty face like that?”
The deputy ignored the strange comment and continued on.
“I’ve been doing some cleaning and organizing on my own time, as you know I truly hate a mess. And I came across an old record from the deputy that used to work out of this desk. It was hidden in a sort of false drawer. Not sure why he’d need that. But the record detailed interactions he had with a captured Murfree man. The Murfree man was imprisoned because he had attacked a pair of hunters and had begun chewing on one of the companion’s arms viciously before he was knocked unconscious. Knowing that he was going to be hung, it seems he began rambling quite feverishly. The previous deputy wrote down some of these unintelligible remarks, and as I was reading through them something the prisoner said stuck out to me. There’s a part in here where he's speaking of some pureblood nonsense and the digestive benefits of consuming human flesh.”
The old lawman groaned and hiccuped.
“But then he goes on to curse a remnant of their clan that had been exiled about a decade prior. He described them as ‘goat loving, nose-thumbing holier than thous’. But that’s all that he mentions of them and the rest returns to more of the same petulant dietary ramblings.”
The deputy was looking quite pleased with himself.
“And what, you think these two abominable groups are connected somehow? You fancy yourself some sort of sleuth, boy? You find one record of a raving lunatic and all the stars have just lined up? Church bells ringing, birds-a-sing-song-singing? Do I have the measure of it?”
The lawman was now sitting up in his chair and waving both his hands around in a sort of mock cabaret dance style.
“Why, we- we could call you the Singing Sleuth! Oh ho haw haw haw! And you could sing your prisoners into giving their confessions. Hah! You’d like that wouldn’t you, boy! Haw, haw haw! I bet you like to dance too! I mean look at ya! Of course, you do! Go on, then! Dance! Give us a tippy, tip, tappy would ya?”
It seems the lawman had imbibed a bit too much this evening. It was starting to worry the deputy, but he just received this post and didn’t want to start stirring the pot - or worse, get a reputation as someone who couldn't be trusted. He again ignored the jests and tried to make his case.
“There surely are some similarities, wouldn’t you agree, sir? The altar, the manuscripts and goats? The folks who were slain up there must have belonged to that group. Even the manner in which our prisoner murdered them seems to be in line with some sort of ceremonial homage sir.”
“And just how did she murder them, son? Did she beguile them all into drinking poison?” the lawman had to have himself a little chuckle at that. And another as he took another long, indulgent swig from his hip flask.
“No sir,” the deputy said quietly and then almost reverently, “she removed their eyes and jaws.” His eyes lit up for a brief moment as he read back through the file.
The lawman spit out his drink and wildly stood to his feet.
“Bwah! Shut up, now! The hell you just say!?”
“Sorry sir, it’s what it says right here--”
“Move, you swaggering beanstalk! Let me look at those!” He was stumbling towards the deputy’s desk like a boar walking on its hind legs.
He lunged towards the files in the boy’s hands, spilling them as he went. He crawled around on the floor grasping for the papers as if he’d lost his eyes and they were rolling about in all directions.
“The bodies! What did the rest of the bodies look like?” He realized he was so drunk he couldn’t read or see straight.
The deputy was truly bewildered at the scene unfolding before him. For once he found himself truly struggling to get through his words.
“N-n-n-n, now that’s the thing sir,” he tried once more to gather himself. “Each head had been forcibly turned around 180 degrees. So they were laying on their stomachs but it would appear they were still face up.”
“THEY WHAT!?”
“And, and, and each one had been sliced from the top of what would have been the spine, which I guess now was their throats? And then down to their, their, hindquarters sir.”
“WHAT HOW!? SHIT! WHICH ---WHY!??!”
“I’m telling you!” the boy startled himself when he heard how loud his voice was. That seemed to bring the lawman back down to a calmer plane. He turned and slumped with his back against his desk, clutching the papers in one hand and clutching his chest with the other. His eyes fully open now, he nodded at the boy to continue.
The deputy steadied himself.
“This is where it gets really strange. She removed the eyes, the jaw, turned the heads around and cut them open. I mean that should be more than enough in my book. Er, not that I’m collecting and documenting grisly murders.” The boy paused, glancing at the old man before he continued. “But then she went even further and opened up their backs, expertly and precisely cut away most of the rib cage and pulled out the lungs and spread them out over the shoulders so they looked like---”
“Wings.”
They said it in unison, though the old man said it in a whisper.
It was silent again but for a little longer this time.
“What did she look like, son?” he continued in a whisper.
“Well she couldn’t have been older than 18. Which is absolutely tragic. Freckles, pale green eyes. Fair enough to look at, in all honesty. But the strange thing was her hair. Never seen hair like it.”
“Auburn?? M-m-maybe almost red?”
“Uh. No,” the deputy regarded the lawman curiously. “No sir, it wasn’t. It wasn’t quite grey, but it was almost white? But not completely...ashen maybe?”
That made the old man stop. Memories swirling, the bile that had started to come up had stopped for the moment.
“And her name?” The deputy could barely hear him.
“Well that’s the other strange thing. Hah! As if all that before wasn’t. Strangest name I ever did hear.”
“Aoife??” The old man sounded like a child.
“Uh...no. No sir that wasn’t it at all. It was uh, well here let me see. I had to have her write it down for me because I couldn’t understand it for the life of me. Here it is ‘Bron Taibhse’? You make any sense of that? Maybe like it’s like French or Latin...maybe some sort of -- sir? Sir!? SIR!”
The old lawman had dashed out into the now pouring rain leaving the deputy with his mouth as wide open as the door he left behind. The wagon had just started to pull away and was nearing the edge of the town. He tried to find his feet and began to run after the wagon as fast as he could.
“Aoife!” he called out, “Aoife is that you?!”
Through the bars of the departing prison transport wagon, two pale green eyes could just be made out through the downpour. They didn’t flinch.
“Aoife!,” he cried out again. He lost his footing and fell face-first into the road that was quickly becoming mud and mire.
“I’m sorry.” He gasped as he turned on to his back, face covered once again in filth. And once again he turned and was sick.
And if the old lawman had been able, he would have told you that it was that little girl he abandoned long ago in those frightful woods.
He would have told you that grief and rage are powerful enough to change a person from the inside out. Perhaps sometimes even the colour of their hair.
He would have told you as he lay there gasping for his last breath, that it wasn’t the pouring rain that he heard, or the wind, or even the young deputy’s cries as he dropped to his knees next to him.
He would have told you the last thing he ever heard was…
“Fair is fair, and we’re nearly there.”

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Team Preview - Manchester United [Premier League 2019-20 - 15/20]

Manchester United

by CrebTheBerc

Welcome to the triumphant return of the Premier League Previews, a series where a fan gives an overview of his team for your perusal, and I get an excuse to take pot-shots at other clubs. This will run until the eve of the Premier League, taking a look at each club in turn. Today we're with the most successful team in English domestic football, Manchester United.
About

Last season

Pos P W D L GF GA GD Points
6 38 19 9 10 65 54 +11 66
Last season started off with a bang as we quickly sealed the double transfers of Diogo Dalot and Fred. Unfortunately the rest of the transfer window was a shit show as we chased targets the board wouldn't sanction the funds for (Ironic now I know) and Mourinho quickly descended into his infamous 3rd season meltdown.
Early signs were there as we lost 3-1 to Brighton in the second week with individual defensive errors key to the loss, followed by a comprehensive 3-0 loss to Tottenham featuring Ander Herrera as a CB. Mixed results followed culminating in a fantastic 3-2 comeback against Newcastle which many speculated save Mourinho's job with rumors circulating that he was on the edge. We then went on a run of 9 games that saw us win 3, draw 4, and lose to both City and Liverpool. For anyone who somehow didn't see the Liverpool game, it was the most lifeless performance I've seen from a United team. We conceded 36 shots, more than last place Huddersfield did over both of their games against Liverpool last season, and Mourinho was sacked the following day.
Ole Gunnar Solskjaer took over as a caretaker and went on an incredible 11 game unbeaten streak including wins against Tottenham and Arsenal. We managed a fantastic comeback against PSG in the Champion's League off the back of a controversial penalty and Ole was signed on permanently to many fan's delight. Unfortunately the season again went to shit. In our final 9 run of games we barely beat Watford and West Hame while losing 5, drawing 2, and getting knocked out of the FA cup and CL with mostly poor performances.
At the end of last season most fans seemed to want Ole backed in the transfer market along side an experienced DoF appointment. Assuming those two things happened I think most fans were cautiously optimistic, especially with Chelsea's ban and Arsenal's financial situation.

This season

As things stand the expectations for the next season are somewhat precariously balanced. We've addressed 2 huge issues in the team transfer wise with Aaron Wan-Bissaka and Harry Maguire (deal yet to be finalised) shoring up the defense and Dan James joining as a depth option on the wing. We are currently linked heavily to Paulo Dybala and Mario Mandzukic to a lesser extent. Bringing in Dybala would definitely improve the team and Mandzu would turn the window into a major positive.
We still have a lot of issues however. Despite winning all of our preseason games there are massive questions in midfield. Pogba remains our only creative option and Scott McTominay has stepped up as his undisputed partner in a double pivot. Outside of those two our options are extremely limited. Matic has continued to regress and has looked very poor, Pereira is better farther forward and overall hasn't offered a ton, and Fred is far too inconsistent in his performances. We desperately need a midfield reinforcement which looks unlikely to arrive. RW is also a concern, however we seem determined to wait for Jadon Sancho so we will make due with a variety of options there.
To turn to the positive, several of our players look much improved from last season such as Anthony Martial who's work rate has been praised in preseason. Our young stars have also shone and look ready to hopefully contribute this season. Regardless, this will be another transitional year for us, although hopefully we stick to a plan this time. The board seem prepared to back Ole long term and play the long game, however I don't think any United fan really trusts Woodward or the Glazers so who the fuck knows what will happen.
For now I think most United fans would be happy with the summer assuming we bring in Dybala, with the note that we need a winger and midfielder next season. From there I think we'll have to see if our performances can improve from the end of last season and figure out what to do if they don't. The main goal is top 4 and decent cup runs with youth involved.
Transfers
Highlights
Player Type From To Fee(£m)
Daniel James Transfer Swansea City Manchester United 18 million
Aaron Wan-Bissaka Transfer Crystal Palace Manchester United 45 million
All incoming/outgoing transfers Full 2019-20 squad
3 players to watch out for
Aaron Wan-Bissaka
We've been crying out for a proper right back for a while now and in his appearances so far he's looked very impressive. He's a wall in defense and has showed good moments of quality forward, combining well with Pogba too. I know it's only preseason but he already looks to have filled a huge hole in the squad.
Scott McTominay
Scotty has become something of a fan favorite recently, he keeps things simple but does them very well. Since impressing in the second half of last season he has kept his upwards trajectory and in many fans opinion has earned a starting spot to start the season.
Marcus Rashford
Fell out of form and carried an injury to finish the season, but looks energetic and hungry this preseason. Whether he starts out wide or up top is kind of up in the air(and maybe moot as our front 3 will be flexible), but we have high hopes he'll continue developing and break his current scoring record(13) this season
Honorable Mention: Mason Greenwood
The 17 year old looked extremely composed in our final game of the 18/19 season and has continued that in preseason. With the RW spot open and his performances so far, he may be in line to have somewhat of a breakout season this year
What the fans think
Thanks to /Reddevils for their help.
How do you think this season will go?
We will finish top 4, but not very comfortably and we'll lose some big games (Liverpool, City) by quite a lot. In Europa League some kids who at first won't play in the Prem will shine and become first team players, whilst gradually phasing out older ones. Ole will finish the season as our manager and everyone will expect bigger things in the next one.
better than some think, not as good as others think but lots of people will be pissed off. It will be very tough breaking the top 4 but with consistency we can do it. I will say a fourth place finish and no trophies. I consider that a fantastic season for us atm.
We are all hyped and I think we have made some of the right moves in terms of transfers and our ambition in style of play, but I still think we will have some woeful performances and make it a fight to finish top 4. Pogba will drive us all mad but somehow still be statistically our best player, we wont finish the transfer window as we hope and we will still have obvious problems that just wont be addressed properly - OGS has a lot of pressure to make it work and make it work fast.
Which player is going to be your star of the season and why?
Wan-Bissaka, Two-Bissaka, Three-Bissaka, four. Having an actual right side will do wonders
Paul Pogba. On his day, he’s the best midfielder in the league (and maybe the world). I think he’ll be playing in a double pivot with McTominay, but with less defensive responsibilities then when he was in the pivot under Mou. He’ll probs be playing box to box, his best position I think, and should score up a range of assists considering he’s easily our most creative player. I expect a 25 g+a season from Paul.
I think Rashford is going to have a really good season and repay the faith Ole has shown in him. This is going to be his first full season as the main striker so I think he will have a 20 goal season
How do you think the team will line up?
4-2-3-1 - this is assuming we sign Maguire. I would also expect to see a new signing in the no10 position, most likely Dybala, in for Mata. Lingard probably the least nailed-on out of the rest of the lineup (James and Greenwood will challenge for that spot) and Matic could fade as the season goes on with McTominay and Fred ready to come in. The rest of the team basically picks itself right now.
Either in a 4-3-1-2 with Martial and Rashford spliting out wide with an attacking midfielder pressing and playing like a false nine. Or in a 4-2-3-1 with inside forwards. Against more defensive teams you would expect Mata to start and in bigger matches Lingard would be more likely to feature somewhere. In both systems expect Martial and Rashford to be totally fluid and swap positions a lot. In the Europa League and League Cup expect a lot rotation and chances for youngsters such as Tuanzabe in defence, Chong on the wing, Gomes as a 10/winger and Greenwood as a striker.
De Gea, AWB, Lindelof, Maguire, Shaw, Pogba, McTominay, Mata(maybe Dybala), Lingard, Rashford, Martial
is how I feel we'll start the first few months but by the end I wouldn't be surprised to see Greenwood or Gomes in that team.

Wrap Up

by NickTM
The Manager: Remember how Man Utd started the season with Jose Mourinho in charge? Remember how Ole Gunnar Solskjær came in and put together such an impressive list of results? Remember how Manchester United then locked him down to a three year contract after every fan in the world plus every ex-United player in the media was so jubilantly calling him the second coming? Remember how that form immediately turned to shit, winning only two more league games from then 'til the end of the season? God, that was fun, wasn't it?
The Team: Lacking talent has not been Manchester United's major issue over the past couple of seasons despite their lack of Premier League titles to show for it. Victor Lindelöf and Chris Smalling - and, one would imagine, Harry Maguire too soon - protect David de Gea, who remains one of the best goalkeepers in the world despite a down year by his lofty standards last season. Aaron Wan-Bissaka has taken a step down in terms of club prestige to generously help out Manchester United at right back, allowing the Ashley Young as starting right back era to gracefully come to a close. Luke Shaw looks to have finally locked down his spot on the left of defence after first being dropped and then subsequently dropping some weight under Mourinho. Nemanja Matic still patrols the defensive midfield - albeit with less effectiveness than in the past - alongside Paul Pogba, whose ongoing angst about getting paid obscene amounts of money to play for one of the biggest clubs in the world wore thin months ago. Up front, Jesse Lingard and Anthony Martial support a striker, although whether that's going to be Romelu Lukaku or Marcus Rashford remains to be seen. It's a strong squad with, crucially, a lot of depth; Eric Bailly, Alexis Sanchez, Juan Mata, Marcos Rojo, Fred, Diogo Dalot, Scott McTominay, Daniel James, Matteo Darmian and Phil Jones are just some of the squad options, offering a wealth of experience and quality. Issues still remain in areas of midfield, but there should be enough there to challenge anyone on the pitch.
Why to like them: Juan Mata. Aaron Wan-Bissaka's a good South London lad.
Why to dislike them: If you're not English, it's difficult to sum up the depth of feeling generated by Manchester United. The most effective way I've found is this: they're the Dallas Cowboys. They're the New York Yankees, the Los Angeles Lakers, the Ferrari, the All Blacks, the Roger Federer if Federer was a dickhead, the Australia cricket team circa about 2007, the Floyd Mayweather, the Jon Bones Jones. That alone should get you to dislike them.
Now, to hate them, I'm not certain it's possible unless you grew up in England during Manchester United's dominant years in the past two decades. At least a third of the kids in your class would be Man Utd fans, whether you lived next to the stadium or in Land's End. They were, of course, obnoxious in the extreme, flaunting their plasticity for all to see and preening themselves in the reflection of their team's dominance. Now, that's just kids being kids, sure, but the issue is it kept going when they were adults. Hundreds of them, everywhere, chatting bollocks about how Federico Macheda was going to be the next Van Nistelrooy and having their eyes glaze over when you mention you support a club not in the Premier League. These hordes of milquetoast, half-and-half scarf wearing bellends decrying how unfair it was that Chelsea were spending so much money, and no, it's fine that Man Utd do the same because we earnt it, you see. Never mind Manchester United were one of the earliest examples of getting artificial investment via John Henry Davies funding their entire 80,000 capacity stadium for free, giving them a huge competitive advantage in the nascent era of football that established the future trajectories of so many clubs. Oh, and of course it's fine for them to bash Chelsea and Man City and what have you, but the moment anyone says a word against precious Manchester United it's all "jealousy" and that most vacuous and vapid of rallying cries, "hated, adored, never ignored", a pathetic and overplayed attempt to spin other peoples' dislike into a positive like a thin-skinned, emoji-obsessed athlete on Twitter.
And then there's the wailing and gnashing of teeth when the team they supported because they were good fails to win anything, oh dear lord. If you've never been in a bar filled with Manchester United fans when they fail to win a game then good grief that needs to be on your bucket list. You'd assume the walls were about to cave in and planes to drop out of the sky with the amount of angst on display. They treat it like it's their god-given right to be winning football games and any calmer or more rational voice is immediately drowned out by the chorus of "but we're MANCHESTER UNITED", as if being good ten years ago guarantees you success for the rest of eternity and being a 'big team' means losing is somehow completely unacceptable on any level. Their tiny plastic brains proceed to melt out of their ears and thousands across the country drop dead, with nothing of value lost.
Summary: Think I blacked out for a moment there. Anyway, you'd assume Man Utd could capitalise on some of the issues from the sides that finished higher than them - Chelsea's transfer ban, Arsenal's failure to address a leaky defence - are having at the moment. On top of that, they also don't have to contend with Champions League football, and although they're back in the Europa League for the first time since 2015-16 (in which they won it) it's quite a different beast and you'd expect key players to be able to get more of a rest. If De Gea can find his form again, if Harry Maguire lives up to his transfer fee and doesn't end up the next in a long line of underperforming Manchester United centre-back signings, and most importantly if Ole Gunnar Solskjær can prove his worth as a manager in a season that will likely prove the litmus test then the sky's the limit. It's a team capable of challenging for the title with a bit of luck and a few wobbles from the teams above them. Whilst that isn't that likely, you definitely wouldn't bet against a top four finish, and signs are that that'd be considered a pretty successful season all considered.

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EM tries to change my sexuality for her daughter (part 5-7)(finale)

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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE GOLD! AND THE PLATINUM YOU LEGEND.
Part 1 is here: https://www.reddit.com/entitledparents/comments/aqxytz/em_tries_to_change_my_sexuality_for_her_daughte?ref=share&ref_source=link
Jesus you guys blew me up in a day. I started less than 48 hours ago, and in that time I have 5k Karma, 1600 followers, a Discord with hundreds of members, and I've been on the front page of entitledparents twice. We broke Reddit guys. We can take over the entire world!...wait, my managed says that's not allowed. Well, for now, let's finish this story and save the world and appease the hundreds asking for the rest.
Part 5: The Parent Trap (stolen)
This story features a new character we haven't seen yet. My dad. And I don't want to talk about him but it's necessary to finish the story. We'll call him DD (Drunk Dad). So F was coming to my house, and we were gonna go out bowling after. Now her mom may have been a total psychopath, but she was protective, so she checked in a lot. So F got to my house, and we had two hours before we had to meet up with our friends to leave. In that time, we decided to watch a movie "Sky High" and just chill in my room. Well being in my room was ok, since my dad knew we weren't dating (Disclaimer, my dad was a heavy drinker, so he tended to snap at the smallest thing). This started with a call from EM, a call that would change the game entirely. We were in my room with the door locked (I enjoy my privacy) when DD slammed it open, into the wall. A small hole was left where the doorknob crashed.
DD: WHY THE FUCK IS YOUR DOOR LOCKED?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Me: Watching a movie...?
DD: YOU'VE BEEN LYING TO ME THIS ENTIRE TIME HUH? YOU TWO ARE DATING!
Nononono I knew where this was going. Em that bastard!
Me: Let me guess, F's mom told you that?
DD: SHE ASKED IF YOU'D LEFT FOR YOUR DATE! FUCKING DATE OP!
Me: I don't understand. One, she's lying. Two, why would it matter?
DD: YOU ARE NOT GETTING A GIRL PREGNANT IN MY HOUSE! THAT IS NOT HAPPENING!
Me: What? We're watching a movie!
DD: YEAH OK. THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE GONNA GO WITH?! GET OUT! BOTH OF YOU RIGHT NOW! GET TF OUT OF MY HOUSE IF YOU'RE GOING TO DISRESPECT ME LIKE THAT!
I had no idea what to say. So I did what any normal person would do, and got up. I walked up to him, and started yelling back. I'm not proud of the shit I said. I'm really not. There was lot. To be honest, he'd been doing this whole "get drunk yell at son" thing for years, and this was the end of it. I called him a terrible father, snapped on him for yelling at my friend, and then told him that even if I did get a girl pregnant, I'd be a better dad at 16 than he would ever be in his life. Like I said, I'm not proud of it guys, but he got the message. There was such a shocked look in his eyes, and he didn't say a word before he walked out. I turned to F and told her that we'd take her home, and that I didn't feel like bowling anymore. She understood thankfully, I never did end up getting her pregnant.
Hey guys just a quick end of story notes type thing. You guys ask why we didn't hang out at my house, and it's because I knew this kind of thing would happen. The next story will tell about the last time I went to her house while this whole fiasco occurred, and how it ended terribly.
Part 6: Dad's finished
So this story includes everyone except EG and DD. It takes place on a Friday, right after school ended. It also depicts EM showing some common sense, before throwing it out the window. So I decide to walk F home after school, since she doesn't live far from the school. The whole time she's acting kind of awkward (all will be explained). We get to her house, and she invited me in. I know it's a mistake on my part but I accept because I'm thirsty as actual hell (drink, not her). So I get a cup of water, before EM walks into the kitchen with me. F is in her room waiting, and EM asks me to sit down. So I sit at their kitchen table,
EM: So how are you and F doing? I know things are tough right now because of your dad, but I hope it's not hurting your relationship.
Me: I don't think it could hurt a non-existing relationship.
EM: That's a little rude isn't it?
Me: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.
EM: sighs It's fine, I understand how you feel.
Me: Really?
EM: Yeah, when I was young I was stubborn about dating too. It always made ED uncomfortable to some extent.
Well I misunderstood that. I thought she realized she was crazy for a minute.
Me: So why are you so invested in me and F dating?
Well that was open. Wtf was I thinking tbh?
EM: I love my daughter, and I don't want her to get hurt! She deserves better than she's gotten, which is why I'm glad you're around!
Come on. You couldn't not feel bad! I didn't wanna be rude but I didn't wanna put the wrong ideas into her head. We all know how that would turn out!
Me: Well yeah, I love your daughter, but not like that. We're not dating anytime soon.
That was the trigger. The "anytime soon". Gone was that nice mother who I'd been talking to thirty seconds ago, and so returned the abysmal EM you all know and (unfortunately) love.
EM: Yet?! Is that a joke?! You either date my daughter now or you never do! Who do you think you are? Making her wait for a relationship you know is going to happen? This is bullshit!
Well I was screwed. Where was F when I needed her? The door opened, and I sighed with relief. My savio...ED. It was ED. I mentally started placing bets on how long I would have to live. I settled with thirty seconds if I was fast.
ED: Why is he here?! I made it clear he was not allowed in my house ever again!
EM: Why not? F is allowed to have a boyfriend! She's old enough and you know it!
ED: Not a fu--ing pervert! I want him out!
EM: How can he be a pervert if he's gay? Explain that to me please!
What. How. English. Please. "My daughter's boyfriend is gay so no sex here". What. EM had lost it. ED looked shocked. He had enough sense left to realize what she had just said made zero sense. He turned to me. So it began.
ED: You're gay?
Me: Kind of.
ED: Yes or no? You're a f--.
WHHOAAAAAA STOP RIGHT THERE BUDDY!
Me: I'm not a fa--ot. I'm your daughter's best friend and this is actually the dumbest conversation I've ever had with any group of people ever.
I was gonna lose it, just like with my dad before. There was so much pent up rage and aggression between me and this father that it was about to burst all at once.
But then.
EM: How dare you talk to my husband that way? I don't care if you're dating my daughter at all! That is completely inappropriate and honestly I think you should leave.
I was shocked. What do you mean I should leave? I just...what?!
Me: Okay, if that's what you want.
And then walks in F, like ten minutes too late (I cut out some parts of this argument because I was not happy).
F: Hey, what are you doing OP? Let's go. She grabs my hand and starts walking towards the door
ED: He was just leaving. Alone.
F looks confused. But I knew she heard the entire conversation. So I just got up and left. The literal only thing I did anymore when we hung out. That was it for me. I was done with this. Goodbye F, and goodbye crazy family...or so I thought guys...or so I thought.
Part 7: This isn't happening anymore
You guys always ask why F never stood up for me, and I answer not yet. Well here it is.
It was a few days after the incident. I hand't really talked to F after that, and it sucked. I was stuck at home in a crappy situation with no one to talk to. On this particular day, I was watching Netflix while listening to Hollywood Undead (my favorite band) when my phone went off.
Message from F: Hey, come over. I'm bored.
Message from me: No.
Message from F: Please, I need to talk to you.
Message from me: Fine, but I'm leaving if they say a word to me.
Message from F: Fine, but hurry.
I get up and walk to her house (after some prep cause I gotta look good to feel good ;)). I get there after like 20 minutes and knock. Surprisingly, she answers instead of a parent.
F: Hey.
Me: Hi. Can I come in?
F: That's why I invited you here, isn't it?
Smug much damn? Kidding guys I love her! I walk in behind her and we go straight to her room (weird, we usually stop for drinks or snacks but she seemed like she was in a rush). We get to her room and she sits down on her bed. I sit on the beanbag chair next to her but she looks up.
F: Sit with me.
Uhhh. Ok. I get up and join her on the bed. She starts talking about a movie she watched recently then looks up and just looks at me and stops.
F: I'm sorry, about everything recently. My parents, us not talking, everything.
Me: Hey, it's not your fault. Your parents just need to learn boundaries a little.
F: Yeah I guess.
We sit in silence for a minute then she sighs. She turns on the TV and clicks a random movie. To be honest, I wish I could say I don't remember what it was because of what happens next, but I'd be lying. I love Nemo and I will never claim to have forgotten him. F seems fidgety the whole time, and when I realized why it was too late.
So guys I'm gonna give you a quick reminder from earlier. Me and F did date, for less than a week. Because we realized it wasn't going to work out with us as more than friends. And this is where it all began. My biggest mistake and hers. Oops I guess.
As I'm watching the movie and we get to the part where Marlin and Dory are in the minefield, I feel the bed move a little bit. I figure she's just stretching or something, since we've been sitting for a while. Then I feel a hand on my shoulder. Then lips...on my lips?! NONONONONO! I pull away the literal second it happens and F looks up, seemingly embarrassed (wonder why Op?!)
F: What's wrong?
Me: Look, I know what's going on. And I don't want you to push a relationship because it's what your mom wants.
She looks shocked. Then hurt. Then the rage of a thousand suns fills her eyes. I assume it's aimed at me and prepare for backlash. She gets up and walks out the door, slamming it behind her. What? Then it begins. The screaming. Two women fighting behind a veil of pure unadulterated fury.
F: WHY DO YOU HAVE TO RUIN EVERYTHING YOU BI---?
EM: WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO YOUNG LADY!? I AM YOUR MOTHER AND I WILL NOT BE DISRESPECTED IN MY OWN HOUSE! YOU CAN LEAVE IF YOU'RE GOING TO TALK LIKE THAT!
So much anger, glass shattering (not an exaggeration either, F threw a porcelain mug and it shattered against the door I was in). Fear struck my heart as I realized, I was going to die (that is an exaggeration). They were at it for a good thirty minutes. I've never heard so many bad words or insults or abortion threats. What was happening? Even ED didn't dare step in the way of this massacre of men.
F: I'm done with you. I'm done. You ruined the one chance I had of actually getting with someone I cared about because you couldn't get it out of your stupid god damn brain that we HAD to be together. You ruined it. Not me, not him. You ruined everything!
With that she ran into her room and locked the door. She was crying, and I think she forgot I was in there for a good 10 seconds. She was lying on her bed in a ball when I walked up and put my hand on her back. She looked up, ready to argue, then realized it was me. She just started crying louder and looked down. I don't want to get into too much detail on what was said, because it was really personal. But we talked for hours upon hours upon hours. By the time we stopped, it was around 11pm. She offered to let me sleep over, to which I responded she was a psychopath (jokingly. She wasn't her mom after all). Then I got my stuff together and walked out the door. As I was leaving she stopped me.
F: So...I'll see you tomorrow right?
Me: Of course you will.
We both stood there for a few seconds before I sighed. I leaned in and kissed her. Yup, on the lips. She looked absolutely confused out of her mind before I turned and walked off. This time I walked home, because I didn't care about the cold. A lot had happened and I was just tired. I got home to a lot of yelling from my dad, who demanded to know why I was so late and if F was "as done with my bullshit as he was". I smiled and flipped him off. I suck at being a son. Later that night I was laying in bed wondering what the hell had just happened. The next day we decided it would be official, we were a couple. Happy ending, right? Wrong. ED decided it was his turn to step in, and took her phone. Then he called the school to make sure we never saw each other (because of previous allegations, they happily agreed to keep us separated). After that I never saw F for a full three days, before we finally ran into each other in the hallway. It had been hell. ED had even tried homeschooling her before he realized he had to register and fill out a bunch of paperwork to do that. We mutually agreed with this much toxicity in her family, there was absolutely no way we were going to make it as a couple. We decided to remain friends, but weren't as close until a few months after, when my dad ended up hospitalized. After that we started talking all the time again, and became the best friends we are now. And that everyone, is the story of how my best friend's mom tried to use every single trick she knew to get me and her daughter to start dating, only to have it ripped from her hands behind her back by her own husband. I hope you all enjoyed!
Authors Note: Guys you've made Reddit history. Look at my account after 2 days. There's been so much support, and so many people have have taken the side of a stranger because he brought a few minutes of joy to them with something he wrote. This should be the end...but it's only the beginning my friends. I have more stories about me and F, more about her parents that don't belong on entitledparents , and more stories to just share in general. I love the community you guys have helped me accidentally build in just a few days, and let's keep it growing. Be ready to spread some positivity, and get ready for more great stories involving me, F, and so many more. I'll even try to get her to open an account for you guys, so you can hear some more stories from her point of view. Expect more stories daily, and let's keep this alive! I love you all, and I'll see you tomorrow morning when I post my first CB story! Happy Late Valentine's Day my friends!
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EM tries to change my sexuality for her daughter (part 4-7) (finale)

(Disclaimer, LONGGGG STORY GUYS)
Part 1 is here: https://www.reddit.com/entitledparents/comments/aqxytz/em_tries_to_change_my_sexuality_for_her_daughte?ref=share&ref_source=link
Jesus you guys blew me up in a day. I started less than 48 hours ago, and in that time I have 5k Karma, 1600 followers, a Discord with hundreds of members, and I've been on the front page of entitledparents twice. We broke Reddit guys. We can take over the entire world!...wait, my managed says that's not allowed. Well, for now, let's finish this story and save the world and appease the hundreds asking for the rest.
Part 5: The Parent Trap (stolen)
This story features a new character we haven't seen yet. My dad. And I don't want to talk about him but it's necessary to finish the story. We'll call him DD (Drunk Dad). So F was coming to my house, and we were gonna go out bowling after. Now her mom may have been a total psychopath, but she was protective, so she checked in a lot. So F got to my house, and we had two hours before we had to meet up with our friends to leave. In that time, we decided to watch a movie "Sky High" and just chill in my room. Well being in my room was ok, since my dad knew we weren't dating (Disclaimer, my dad was a heavy drinker, so he tended to snap at the smallest thing). This started with a call from EM, a call that would change the game entirely. We were in my room with the door locked (I enjoy my privacy) when DD slammed it open, into the wall. A small hole was left where the doorknob crashed.
DD: WHY THE FUCK IS YOUR DOOR LOCKED?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Me: Watching a movie...?
DD: YOU'VE BEEN LYING TO ME THIS ENTIRE TIME HUH? YOU TWO ARE DATING!
Nononono I knew where this was going. Em that bastard!
Me: Let me guess, F's mom told you that?
DD: SHE ASKED IF YOU'D LEFT FOR YOUR DATE! FUCKING DATE OP!
Me: I don't understand. One, she's lying. Two, why would it matter?
DD: YOU ARE NOT GETTING A GIRL PREGNANT IN MY HOUSE! THAT IS NOT HAPPENING!
Me: What? We're watching a movie!
DD: YEAH OK. THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE GONNA GO WITH?! GET OUT! BOTH OF YOU RIGHT NOW! GET TF OUT OF MY HOUSE IF YOU'RE GOING TO DISRESPECT ME LIKE THAT!
I had no idea what to say. So I did what any normal person would do, and got up. I walked up to him, and started yelling back. I'm not proud of the shit I said. I'm really not. There was lot. To be honest, he'd been doing this whole "get drunk yell at son" thing for years, and this was the end of it. I called him a terrible father, snapped on him for yelling at my friend, and then told him that even if I did get a girl pregnant, I'd be a better dad at 16 than he would ever be in his life. Like I said, I'm not proud of it guys, but he got the message. There was such a shocked look in his eyes, and he didn't say a word before he walked out. I turned to F and told her that we'd take her home, and that I didn't feel like bowling anymore. She understood thankfully, I never did end up getting her pregnant.
Hey guys just a quick end of story notes type thing. You guys ask why we didn't hang out at my house, and it's because I knew this kind of thing would happen. The next story will tell about the last time I went to her house while this whole fiasco occurred, and how it ended terribly.
Part 6: Dad's finished
So this story includes everyone except EG and DD. It takes place on a Friday, right after school ended. It also depicts EM showing some common sense, before throwing it out the window. So I decide to walk F home after school, since she doesn't live far from the school. The whole time she's acting kind of awkward (all will be explained). We get to her house, and she invited me in. I know it's a mistake on my part but I accept because I'm thirsty as actual hell (drink, not her). So I get a cup of water, before EM walks into the kitchen with me. F is in her room waiting, and EM asks me to sit down. So I sit at their kitchen table,
EM: So how are you and F doing? I know things are tough right now because of your dad, but I hope it's not hurting your relationship.
Me: I don't think it could hurt a non-existing relationship.
EM: That's a little rude isn't it?
Me: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.
EM: sighs It's fine, I understand how you feel.
Me: Really?
EM: Yeah, when I was young I was stubborn about dating too. It always made ED uncomfortable to some extent.
Well I misunderstood that. I thought she realized she was crazy for a minute.
Me: So why are you so invested in me and F dating?
Well that was open. Wtf was I thinking tbh?
EM: I love my daughter, and I don't want her to get hurt! She deserves better than she's gotten, which is why I'm glad you're around!
Come on. You couldn't not feel bad! I didn't wanna be rude but I didn't wanna put the wrong ideas into her head. We all know how that would turn out!
Me: Well yeah, I love your daughter, but not like that. We're not dating anytime soon.
That was the trigger. The "anytime soon". Gone was that nice mother who I'd been talking to thirty seconds ago, and so returned the abysmal EM you all know and (unfortunately) love.
EM: Yet?! Is that a joke?! You either date my daughter now or you never do! Who do you think you are? Making her wait for a relationship you know is going to happen? This is bullshit!
Well I was screwed. Where was F when I needed her? The door opened, and I sighed with relief. My savio...ED. It was ED. I mentally started placing bets on how long I would have to live. I settled with thirty seconds if I was fast.
ED: Why is he here?! I made it clear he was not allowed in my house ever again!
EM: Why not? F is allowed to have a boyfriend! She's old enough and you know it!
ED: Not a fu--ing pervert! I want him out!
EM: How can he be a pervert if he's gay? Explain that to me please!
What. How. English. Please. "My daughter's boyfriend is gay so no sex here". What. EM had lost it. ED looked shocked. He had enough sense left to realize what she had just said made zero sense. He turned to me. So it began.
ED: You're gay?
Me: Kind of.
ED: Yes or no? You're a f--.
WHHOAAAAAA STOP RIGHT THERE BUDDY!
Me: I'm not a fa--ot. I'm your daughter's best friend and this is actually the dumbest conversation I've ever had with any group of people ever.
I was gonna lose it, just like with my dad before. There was so much pent up rage and aggression between me and this father that it was about to burst all at once.
But then.
EM: How dare you talk to my husband that way? I don't care if you're dating my daughter at all! That is completely inappropriate and honestly I think you should leave.
I was shocked. What do you mean I should leave? I just...what?!
Me: Okay, if that's what you want.
And then walks in F, like ten minutes too late (I cut out some parts of this argument because I was not happy).
F: Hey, what are you doing OP? Let's go. She grabs my hand and starts walking towards the door
ED: He was just leaving. Alone.
F looks confused. But I knew she heard the entire conversation. So I just got up and left. The literal only thing I did anymore when we hung out. That was it for me. I was done with this. Goodbye F, and goodbye crazy family...or so I thought guys...or so I thought.
Part 7: This isn't happening anymore
You guys always ask why F never stood up for me, and I answer not yet. Well here it is.
It was a few days after the incident. I hand't really talked to F after that, and it sucked. I was stuck at home in a crappy situation with no one to talk to. On this particular day, I was watching Netflix while listening to Hollywood Undead (my favorite band) when my phone went off.
Message from F: Hey, come over. I'm bored.
Message from me: No.
Message from F: Please, I need to talk to you.
Message from me: Fine, but I'm leaving if they say a word to me.
Message from F: Fine, but hurry.
I get up and walk to her house (after some prep cause I gotta look good to feel good ;)). I get there after like 20 minutes and knock. Surprisingly, she answers instead of a parent.
F: Hey.
Me: Hi. Can I come in?
F: That's why I invited you here, isn't it?
Smug much damn? Kidding guys I love her! I walk in behind her and we go straight to her room (weird, we usually stop for drinks or snacks but she seemed like she was in a rush). We get to her room and she sits down on her bed. I sit on the beanbag chair next to her but she looks up.
F: Sit with me.
Uhhh. Ok. I get up and join her on the bed. She starts talking about a movie she watched recently then looks up and just looks at me and stops.
F: I'm sorry, about everything recently. My parents, us not talking, everything.
Me: Hey, it's not your fault. Your parents just need to learn boundaries a little.
F: Yeah I guess.
We sit in silence for a minute then she sighs. She turns on the TV and clicks a random movie. To be honest, I wish I could say I don't remember what it was because of what happens next, but I'd be lying. I love Nemo and I will never claim to have forgotten him. F seems fidgety the whole time, and when I realized why it was too late.
So guys I'm gonna give you a quick reminder from earlier. Me and F did date, for less than a week. Because we realized it wasn't going to work out with us as more than friends. And this is where it all began. My biggest mistake and hers. Oops I guess.
As I'm watching the movie and we get to the part where Marlin and Dory are in the minefield, I feel the bed move a little bit. I figure she's just stretching or something, since we've been sitting for a while. Then I feel a hand on my shoulder. Then lips...on my lips?! NONONONONO! I pull away the literal second it happens and F looks up, seemingly embarrassed (wonder why Op?!)
F: What's wrong?
Me: Look, I know what's going on. And I don't want you to push a relationship because it's what your mom wants.
She looks shocked. Then hurt. Then the rage of a thousand suns fills her eyes. I assume it's aimed at me and prepare for backlash. She gets up and walks out the door, slamming it behind her. What? Then it begins. The screaming. Two women fighting behind a veil of pure unadulterated fury.
F: WHY DO YOU HAVE TO RUIN EVERYTHING YOU BI---?
EM: WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO YOUNG LADY!? I AM YOUR MOTHER AND I WILL NOT BE DISRESPECTED IN MY OWN HOUSE! YOU CAN LEAVE IF YOU'RE GOING TO TALK LIKE THAT!
So much anger, glass shattering (not an exaggeration either, F threw a porcelain mug and it shattered against the door I was in). Fear struck my heart as I realized, I was going to die (that is an exaggeration). They were at it for a good thirty minutes. I've never heard so many bad words or insults or abortion threats. What was happening? Even ED didn't dare step in the way of this massacre of men.
F: I'm done with you. I'm done. You ruined the one chance I had of actually getting with someone I cared about because you couldn't get it out of your stupid god damn brain that we HAD to be together. You ruined it. Not me, not him. You ruined everything!
With that she ran into her room and locked the door. She was crying, and I think she forgot I was in there for a good 10 seconds. She was lying on her bed in a ball when I walked up and put my hand on her back. She looked up, ready to argue, then realized it was me. She just started crying louder and looked down. I don't want to get into too much detail on what was said, because it was really personal. But we talked for hours upon hours upon hours. By the time we stopped, it was around 11pm. She offered to let me sleep over, to which I responded she was a psychopath (jokingly. She wasn't her mom after all). Then I got my stuff together and walked out the door. As I was leaving she stopped me.
F: So...I'll see you tomorrow right?
Me: Of course you will.
We both stood there for a few seconds before I sighed. I leaned in and kissed her. Yup, on the lips. She looked absolutely confused out of her mind before I turned and walked off. This time I walked home, because I didn't care about the cold. A lot had happened and I was just tired. I got home to a lot of yelling from my dad, who demanded to know why I was so late and if F was "as done with my bullshit as he was". I smiled and flipped him off. I suck at being a son. Later that night I was laying in bed wondering what the hell had just happened. The next day we decided it would be official, we were a couple. Happy ending, right? Wrong. ED decided it was his turn to step in, and took her phone. Then he called the school to make sure we never saw each other (because of previous allegations, they happily agreed to keep us separated). After that I never saw F for a full three days, before we finally ran into each other in the hallway. It had been hell. ED had even tried homeschooling her before he realized he had to register and fill out a bunch of paperwork to do that. We mutually agreed with this much toxicity in her family, there was absolutely no way we were going to make it as a couple. We decided to remain friends, but weren't as close until a few months after, when my dad ended up hospitalized. After that we started talking all the time again, and became the best friends we are now. And that everyone, is the story of how my best friend's mom tried to use every single trick she knew to get me and her daughter to start dating, only to have it ripped from her hands behind her back by her own husband. I hope you all enjoyed!
Authors Note: Guys you've made Reddit history. Look at my account after 2 days. There's been so much support, and so many people have have taken the side of a stranger because he brought a few minutes of joy to them with something he wrote. This should be the end...but it's only the beginning my friends. I have more stories about me and F, more about her parents that don't belong on entitledparents , and more stories to just share in general. I love the community you guys have helped me accidentally build in just a few days, and let's keep it growing. Be ready to spread some positivity, and get ready for more great stories involving me, F, and so many more. I'll even try to get her to open an account for you guys, so you can hear some more stories from her point of view. Expect more stories daily, and let's keep this alive! I love you all, and I'll see you tomorrow morning when I post my first CB story! Happy Late Valentine's Day my friends!
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