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    1. FC Lokomotive Leipzig
    Season 2

    Competition - Squad - Finances

    3. Liga

    Well we got put in our place this year, we rode lady luck a little too hard last season and this year we were struggling.
    8th place after reaching both 2nd and dropping to 12th will be considered OK for this season.

    DFP Pokal

    Managed to pull Schalke 04 in the first round and got sent home pretty much right away, let's hope the tickets at least gave us something.

    Squad and Transfers

    Squad has seen some shifting during the season, two of our players left as their wages and age was not sustainable anymore.
    We picked up Angelo Brückner on a loan from Bayern's second team for the season, on paper a good player but really did not do the difference I was expecting him to do.
    Saydou Bangura was a direct replacement for Tom Natterman, a young fast striker that also is good on the head, scored 15 goals the first season. Kaiserslauten really got robbed on him after they dropped out of 3. Liga.

    Thomas Rekdal , we needed some depth a quality in midfield and Thomas Rekdal was a little bit of a last minute signing a day before deadline day. Hopefully he can develop to something.


    Going in to Season 3

    This season was a little bit of a wake up call, we might be down here for a few seasons to be honest.
    We will keep the roster rather slim and most players on contract for 1 year only as to not destroy the economy too much.
    We also need to get at least one right Wing-Back in to the team to have some depth and quality on that position.

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    1. FC Lokomotive Leipzig
    Season 1

    Competition - Squad - Transfers - Youth Intake - Finances

    After a miserable try at the youth academy challenge I come crawling back to one of my favorite challenges. Last time we spent some time over in Ukraine (I see that someone else picked up my dear Karpaty Lviv.)
    As I've never really done any seasons in Germany I thought I'd give it a go, and this time with a popular team here on the SI forums, 1.FC Lokomotive Leipzig.

    With three Bundesliga titles 1903, 1906 and 1913 and a DFB cup win back in 1936 it's time to bring them back to former glory. Also saw some success in Europe, loosing the Cup Winner's Cup against Ajax in 1987 with Van Basten scoring winner.

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    As for our first season we did very good, ending the season at 4th place just after BVB II, witch meant we got to play the promotion play-off instead of them.

    With the first leg of the game going 1-2 in their favor and with this type of result in the second leg where we could feel 2. Liga, it was right there for us to grab, unexpectedly but still ours for the taking.
    As the game heads in to the last seconds we are technically up for additional time and then penalties, but behold the FM gods are not smiling with us today, Sven Köhler sends us packing in injury time and we get to give it another try next year.

    We'll try to focus on some of the new youth prospects, in particular Bjarne Bolz who could see some playing time in the next season as I need to cut costs in the wages so a few of the oldies have to go.

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    KÄMPFEN FÜR LEIPZIG!

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    Lowestoft Town FC
    Season 2024/2025

    Britain’s most Easterly football club.

     

    Another season over, managed to stay up again, against all odds. Our G/D is so bad that I might have to rethink the tactics a bit depending on how the roster will look in the 2025/2026 season.
    We did managed to reach the 2nd round in the FA Cup but was demolished by Colchester. Other than that we feel a bit stuck right now.

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    This year brought us a bunch of "Elite talents" but overall a pretty meager intake. Jack Clark could be used as a backup maybe. We'll see if anyone turns out ok.

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    Current squad looks OK when you check the stars, but we all know how they work. None of these players are on a VNL N level, Dylan Ruffles is the closest one.
    Jake Reed decided to leave the club after the season, so we need a replacement on that position. Sadly Louis McIntosh refused the new contract and has an insane wage demand, most likely will loose him in a couple of weeks.

    Will take a breather and see what we could build with what we have.

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    Current U18 team, some youngsters look rather promising but would really need something else than defenders to bring up. (Or maybe they will stop the leaky defence?)

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    Season League Position FA Cup FA Trophy EL ECL Top Scorer Most Assists Highest avg. Training Facilities Youth facilities Junior coaching Youth recruitment
    22/23 VNL N 20th 3QF 3rd round     Jake Reed (18) Dylan Ruffles (11) Dylan Ruffles (7.13) Poor Poor Basic Limited
    23/24 VNL N 19th 2QF 3rd round     Jake Reed (12) Louis McIntosh (9) Callum Adebiyi (7.04) Poor Poor Basic Limited
    24/25 VNL N 19th 2nd round 3rd round     Reagan Waud (18) Louis McIntosh (10) Dylan Ruffles (7.07) Poor Poor Basic Limited
                               
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    Lowestoft Town FC
    Season 2023/2024

    Britain’s most Easterly football club.

     

    Battle for relegation once again, started off the season by falling to 23rd place and having to fight to get back over the bump.
    Major problems with the defence, don't really know how to solve that right now with the current crop.

    Still no sign of a coaching badge nor any better youth recruitment from the board, we'll keep trying...

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    Prospects this year, Danny Morrison looks like a decent prospect in the midfield, not really much to add about the current squad.
    We're still weak and will have fight another year against relegation. A couple of aging players that I'm slightly worried about replacing.

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    Season League Position FA Cup FA Trophy EL ECL Top Scorer Most Assists Highest avg. Training Facilities Youth facilities Junior coaching Youth recruitment
    22/23 VNL N 20th 3QF 3rd round     Jake Reed (18) Dylan Ruffles (11) Dylan Ruffles (7.13) Poor Poor Basic Limited
    23/24 VNL N 19th 2QF 3rd round     Jake Reed (12) Louis McIntosh (9) Callum Adebiyi (7.04) Poor Poor Basic Limited
                               
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    Lowestoft Town FC
    Season 2022/2023

    Britain’s most Easterly football club.
     

    Nothing to really say about the first season, no depth and only one boy in the U18s to fill out the roster with.
    Managed to scrape 14 losses in a row, team record.
    Even with a loss on the final day we managed to stay up with 1 point.

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    Youth Prospects, plenty of them will go straight to the first team to fill out the roster.

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    Current squad

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    Season League Position FA Cup FA Trophy EL ECL Top Scorer Most Assists Highest avg. Training Facilities Youth facilities Junior coaching Youth recruitment
    22/23 VNL N 20th 3QF 3rd round     Jake Reed (18) Dylan Ruffles (11) Dylan Ruffles (7.13) Poor Poor Basic Limited
                               
                               
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    Lowestoft Town FC
    Britain’s most Easterly football club.
     


    Manager

    Keeping it short and sweet as the first time post, time to get started after a long break from FM, will be my first time over in England and managed to get Lowestoft Town FC in The National League North.
    Also before I get started and get in to the save, why is this showing up, even though the In-Game Editor is "turned of" ?

     

    Spoiler

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    4. Rolling Coal

     

    The green Bakelite phone rings in the hallway, the way down to the hallway is wallpapered white with what looks like small flowers on it, another signal, no answer. It rings again and Gunnar finally picks up the phone, “Rågdahl” he answers, “Where are you? The bus is waiting for you?”, It’s game day and he’s overslept, the first day of the season and his Westclox digital alarm clock has not rang this morning, “I’ll be there in ten minutes!” he says as he slams the phone, rushing back to the bedroom to get dressed.

    In the car over to the pitch he checks his clock, 04:45am, “Twenty minutes late, twenty minutes!” he yells as he swears to avoid the speed bump in the last neighbourhood right before the pitch. The car comes to a sudden stop on the gravelled parking, and he opens the trunk to retrieve his duffel bag and briefcase. “Hey coach!” “Hurry!” he can hear Nino yell from a distance. Finally at the step of the bus he has the time to look around, “What the…” he looks up at the faded red bus that he is standing in front of, a small white pinstripe runs along the left side of the bus with the text Kiruna FF sloppily painted above it. He had not been expecting much from a team in such debt and despair, but this, this bus is a Volvo B10M from 1991, the interior shows the brown textile seats with plastic headrests, a distinct smell of old cigarettes that somebody tried but was not able to wash out from years ago. The driver puts the bus in to gear, a slight grinding noise can be heard.

    The trip to Östersund will take ten hours, one way, it’s 811 kilometres to the destination and the game. Gunnar let’s out a sigh and sits down in the front of the bus, overlooking the driver, a man with a stained Metallica t-shirt and a six-pack of tonic water sitting next to him. The bus takes off, leaving a cloud of dust and black smoke from the 30-year-old diesel engine behind, the season has started.

    Ten hours, of local radio, backpain and presumably carbon dioxide poisoning, later the bus arrives in Östersund, the driver pulls up to the designated parking marked “IFK Kiruna”, clearly misspelled by the opposing team’s groundskeeper, “Alright guys, we’re here” Gunnar tells the team, getting no response back, the team takes the back exit of the bus and gather their belongings and head towards the locker rooms.

    Once of the bus the damp cold and harsh weather hits him, a slight breeze from the east and cloudy skies meets the team in Östersund, “This is football weather”, “This is how it is in England” he says without ever been in England, the only contact with English football Gunnar had was Aston Villa – Sheffield United on the TV at the bar he saw while waiting for his pizza. “Lads! Gather around!” he says in an overly, clearly fake, English accent. He shows a few printed formations to the team and tells them to go out there just like during pre-season, “A 4-2-3-1!”

    The whistle blows.

    A clearly tiered, disillusioned team kicks off the game and try to follow whatever instructions Gunnar is yelling from the side-line, “Short passes!” “Get in there!” “Counter!”, the wet synthetic football pitch is fast, and Kiruna manage to keep possession of the ball very well during the first half. “Good work, no pressure out there, play your game”

    Second half starts.

    The clock starts ticking up, 50, 55, 60. Nino pulls free and catches a through ball on the left side of the pitch, he runs at the goalkeeper and shoots the ball…in the post! “Keep going!” can be heard from Gunnar once again, a draw against Östersund would be a great start to the season for a team that according to the media are going to be relegated this year. Then out of nowhere, minute 75, Östersund counters and scores a screamer from outside the penalty box, 1-0 Östersund. The team looks around and don’t really know what hit them. Game starts back up, “Ok, 1-0 is not a bad start” Gunnar thinks to himself, we are the underdogs here, plenty of time to get one in on them. The clock is running out, the team looks exhausted and then again in the 89th minute, another goal from Östersund. A silence, from the few Kiruna fans that has travelled all the way with the team, sets over the wooden terrace. And before anybody gets to catch their breath, another goal, 3-0 Östersund. The clock shows 90+4.

    The game is over.

    Nobody says anything in the locker room, the only thing that can be heard is the faint cheering from the home team’s locker room through the old building. “Take a shower, get dressed and get back on the bus”, Gunnar says as he walks out of the locker room to light a cigarette. Looking over the now drenched pitch, he takes a drag from his cigarette and thinks to himself “Plenty of games left, we got this” before he hears the dreaded rumblings of the old diesel bus from the parking lot. Another ten hours back home, a total of 1622km in one day, for what, a 3-0 defeat.

    Total gas bill: 650 EUR
    Total travel time: 21 hours
    Total distance: 1622km
    Points: 0

    Message To: Gunilla (Wife)
    Subject: Dinner
    Don't wait up.

    //Gunnar

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    3. Thawing Season

     

    So, it had been done, Gunnar Rågdahl and gone above and beyond to save the club, even taking out a second mortgage of the house, now it's time to get to work, the season is just around the corner. With his previous documents he had already documented the current players of the team and now was the time to go through it again, learn the names and positions well before the first practice of the season in just a few days. The list was not detailed in any way, it simply contained the name, age and position of each player currently contracted to the club, Gunnar thought this was enough, "I'll figure out the rest when I get there".

    In a text document named "Players.txt", the following has been typed in a small font with no annotations next to them:

    Goal Keepers 
    Oskar Eriksson, 22

    Defenders
    Oscar Larsson, 26
    Samuel Flodin, 23
    Hans Gustavsson, 26
    Karl Mellberg, 28
    Nenad Miladinovic, 26
    Daniel Gälman, 31
    Eric Rönnholm, 27
    Njordur Stefansson, 26
    Anton Viklund, 22

    Midfielders:
    Isak Öhman, 20
    Erik Wuopio, 24
    Jonathan Johansson, 23
    John Nordh, 17
    Jens Larsson, 34
    Patricio Quinonez Gomez, 27

    Strikers:
    Filip Sandell, 17
    Nino Tietäväinen, 25
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    The club had plenty of defenders on contract, but only had one goalie, Oskar, on the team. Up front it did not look any better with only two players being able to make something with the ball.

    Lombia IP, the pitch of Kiruna FF, a dark green synthetic pitch with small black round rubber pieces stretches to the north, a yellow sand coloured concreate stand with what looks like no more than two hundred maybe three hundred seats look over the pitch. Gunnar wears his old Kappa jacket with matching pants today, a pair of old Copas on his feet. He’s the first one here today, training starts at five o clock since most players only play part-time. First one to arrive is the young striker Filip Sandell, a tall scrawny boy with a red Kiruna FF jacket and some cones. Shortly after Nimo Tietäväinen shows up, dressed in all black, Nike and what looks to be the brand-new Nike shoe that just got to the stores.

    “Hey! You’re our new trainer, right?” Nimo asks when he gets within ears reach of Gunnar, “Yes…” Gunnar starts before being interrupted by Nimo, “Just so you know, I am the captain of this team”, he says as he walks past Gunnar and towards the rest of the team that have just arrived. “Here we go”, Gunnar thinks to himself, another spoiled kid that think he’s the next Ronaldinho.

    The first practice starts, some simple drills to get things started, Gunnar had been looking at the squad document for days trying to figure out what formations he could possibly play with this thin team, eventually he landed on a 4-2-3-1 where Nino got to play as the advanced forward. Nothing more was said that evening, the squad did their drills and promptly left when practice was over, they clearly have no respect for their new trainer at this time.

    The following four weeks had three practice games played, Kiruna FF started off their first game against Parkalombolo IK with a win, Sandell and Nimo scored both late in the game. All the games where against local teams and the results all went in the favour of Kiruna FF. 2-1, 3-1 and 1-0. These games helped the team to get to know Gunnar and gain just enough respect to allow him to continue leading the team when the season would finally start. “Something clicked” he thought while putting the used kits in the washing machines back at the office, “This could really be something”, he turned and walked in to his office where he sat down in front of the computer. Looking through the last financial statement after using his second mortgage to repay the debt of the club, he could see that the club where still around 5000 EUR in debt. From the board he had received the following instructions:

    Transfer budget:    0 EUR
    Wage budget:         10 000 EUR / month
    Vision:                      Avoid relegation at any cost.


    With these numbers, Gunnar quickly figured out that the club would at the end of the season be close to 60 000 EUR in debt with all of the costs of travel, staff and rent was calculated and added up. 
    "What have I gotten myself in to?" 

    Ding! , sounded the computer, waking Gunnar up from his torment of financial burden, it was a email containing the upcoming fixtures for this season. After carefully reading through it, he printed the pages and took them with him to the whiteboard located in the locker room and put it up for the team to see when they got in later that day.

    First match of the season would be against IFK Östersund, who had the previous year ended up second in the league and just missed out on promotion after a defeat in the play-off.

    "There is no turning back now"

     

  9. 2. Boardroom Rendezvous 

     

    Two months had past since the holidays, at home and in front of his desk tonight, as many previous nights before, in the small white framed window his reflection was visible with the glare of the blue illumination from his computer screen. The desk itself was small, made of what looked like birch, it was tightly crammed in to one of the four corners of the room to give space to one of the guest beds in the house.
    A small folder in the right corner of his desktop named “GR”, Gunnar Rågdahl, his initials, was filled with financial statements, pictures, and a document with the history of Kiruna FF. A tressure chest of sorts, a tressure chest nobody wanted, there was no reason to keep a password on this folder, this is where he had kept all the information he managed to gather since that night ten weeks ago. Most of it was shared directly from the club, old board members and former players.

    He had been going through the financial statements from the past five years, and to no surprise it did not look good, the club had after all this time accumulated almost 5 000 00 EUR in debt to the bank, sponsors and other private loans taken out to keep the club running. Closing the file, he lifts his glasses and rubs his eyes, it’s getting late again, he had for the last two weeks been sitting up at night in front of this computer looking through all these documents, trying to make sense of it all. Surely somebody at work have noticed his late arrival and early departure from work by now, always turning south at the intersection and passing the pitch on his way home.

    Early next morning, the turntable telephone rings, “Rågdahl” he answers with a booming voice. On the other end a weak elderly voice tells him “The board has reached a decision”, “We would like to speech with you, can you come in at 10:30 today?”, “Yes, I will see you there” Gunnar tells the person on the other side of the phone. They had finally reached their decision, a decision they promised to deliver almost five days ago.
    At the last meeting of the board there was to be a vote regarding the club and whatever or not it should be shut down or not, Gunnar had stormed in to the meeting that night and demanded the club to be playing the next season, with all it’s history, maybe not great silverware and European pride, but the pride of the small community that they all had grown up in. They argued with him that there was no point, there was nobody willing to manage the team, no sponsors willing to support it and any players still left in the club had grown old and lazy, rather spending the evening down at the pub than at the training camp.
    “What if I took over?” Gunnar had asked them, “What if I manage the team?” he was met by silence, maybe stunned that this foreman from the local coal mine had come in here, dressed in a worn green jacket and work boots and asked, no demanded to take over the club.

    After a few minutes, some sips of the instant coffee presented in white paper cups with the red, white and blue team logo on them, they nodded, “Alright, we will cancel the vote tonight”, “But we want to see you back here in a couple of days” the board had demanded to be presented with a plan, how would this Sunday league footballer with no coaching badges or experience be able to not only manage the team, but solve the economical crisis it had ended up in?

    With a stack of papers, neatly tucked into a folder he gets into his car and turn the key, nothing happens, he waits for a couple of seconds and then try to turn it over once more, nothing. “Please, not now” he says in a low voice, “Not now”. After a few tries the car finally fires up, a squeaky sound from the radiator belt and the slow knock of the diesel engine echoes throughout the neighbourhood as he leaves for the club offices.
    At the offices he’s greeted by Ola Ljung, a short man in his early 60s, short white hair, neatly cut. “Good to see you”, “Would you like a cup of coffee before we start?” Gunnar politely declined the coffee and instead asked to get right to it. In the first hallway to the left, pictures of old squads hang on the wall, players that once lived and played in the town, now either retired or deceased. He is shown into a conference room to the right, a room filled with an old projector, dusty blue and red drapes that must have hanged there from the early 80s. “Please have a seat” they tell him, “What do you have for us?”

    Gunnar takes out his small portfolio and hands Ola one of the documents, “Here is my plan and my vision”, Ola briefly reads through the document and passes it down the table, after the document been passed around, Ola looks at Gunnar and ask, “Are you sure about this?” Gunnar slowly nods, he is not sure, not one bit. “You will only recruit local talent from the town” he nods again, “Yes we will develop our own players right from here, from home” he says with confidence in his voice.
    “Mhm, and what about the finances?” Ola asks while keeping eye contact with Gunnar, “I have already taken out a second mortgage on my house” he answers, the board members look stunned. Is this man going to risk everything he owns, just to keep this third division club up and running? They shake their heads while signing of on the deal, “I hope you know what you are doing”


    For those still reading, I think you by now have gotten the idea, the save and story will revolve around a newly promoted team that was unplayable at the start. With a manager with no experience nor badges that can only recruit from it's own academy or local talents. Players signed outside the club have to be U-21 or younger. This is my first time doing one of these stories so please bear with me as English is my second language and storytelling is not something I usually do. But for those that stick around, enjoy and let's see how far up the Swedish football pyramid we can get.

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    1. Existential Dread

     

    The steam from the generators over at the coal mine, located just outside of a short drive from the city center, laid itself like a white fluffy pillar over the midday sky. The last rays of sunlight of the day danced around the top of this fluffy steam pillar in the sky as the bright spotlights, that lit up the mining area, gave it a warm glowing sensation. Gunnar, the forman for todays dayshift had just finished his lunch, leftover from yesterdays dinner, fish, potentially cod, with a few potatoes and a small stack of broccoli that had been waiting in the breakroom since he arrived at work earlier this morning. In the small breakroom, furnished with just a few tables and stools that where neatly placed on the linoleum flooring, he had overheard some of his colleagues discussing the local football team in the fourth division of Swedish football. The last game was several months ago, a game that the team had to win to reach one of the playoff spots for the third division, but Gunnar had paid little or no attention to the discussion, after all he had been there at the game and did not feel like reliving it once more.

    Kiruna FF is the local football club was formed on December 21st 1970 when several of the regions teams merged in to one club, following years of financial problems, lack of success and a hard time finding players that wanted to even play for the team. After all, playing football 200km north of the polar circle is not a task that fits anybody. The pre-season, which would be in March, brings temperatures well below freezing, making the ground hard and almost unplayable with it's high injury risk. This could explain, or at least is what the locals would tell you, the lack of any real success for the team. The last silverware the club had won was the Midnight Sun Cup back in 2008, a local tournament in Tornedalen that is scheduled during the month of July when the sun never sets.

    He was a working class man: miner, foreman and what not. A big, loud man with a set of swampy arms and a metallic laugh. A man who was consistently proclaiming, through that deep tuba of a voice of his. A man who thought of himself bigger than what he really was. Gunnar had long sought something to hang on to, working his whole life at the local mining company and rarely venturing outside the region had left him in a sort of trance where there was nothing stopping or even slowing down the fictive but yet so real hamster wheel that people called life. His father, a well beloved man in the community that used to own the local butcher shop down Fru Wällivarigatan, a street just a few blocks from where Gunnar grew up, had once taken him to Sundsvall, a ten hour drive away, where they both watched the local team GIF Sundsvall play in the second division of Swedish football. 

    "This is only team here in Norrland" he used to tell Gunnar. GIF Sundsvall played in the second division and had just been relegated from the first, a team known for their 5-3-2 formations and defensive character and their games where broadcasted on TV, where his dad used to sit in his dark brown, leathery armchair and watch the games. 

    A loud shrill bell rings in the distance, "Ah, finally" Gunnar says as he makes his way towards the locker room, he just had lunch, "Did I just day dream the whole afternoon?" he thought for himself. In the locker room, now filled with all of his collogues, people where talking loudly about what they were going to do this weekend, somebody was taking their family to dinner, another was going to put up the christmas lights. Staring at the door to his locker he faintly heard a discussion again. "...yes tomorrow" and "they are going to call for a vote". Gunnar looked around to see Conny and Stefan sitting on the bench closest to the showers, two older men in their 50s, heavy set and pale from the lack of sunlight. "The board is having a vote tomorrow, the club is in trouble again" Stefan proclaimed to Gunnar as he walked past, "What club?" grunted Gunnar, "Kiruna FF of course!" Stefan said while glaring at Gunnar. After talking to the two men for a couple of minutes, he realised what the men where telling him, the board of the local football club was going to have a vote to close down the club, there was just no interest from either the board, members or players to keep up with it anymore. And of course, the finance that came with it.

    In his car on his way home, he took the longer way back home, passing the football field and stopped for a couple of minutes. The maroon Volvo 245 puttered in the cold harsh and empty landscape, the floodlights where turned off around the field, only the high beams from the car lit the field in front of him. 

    "This is it" he said with a low voice, "This is what I've been waiting for"

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    spacer.png   AC Bellinzona
    Season 1 (2022/2023)
    Squad  League Table  Transfers 

     

    First season with "Granata" is over with and we came out on the other side alive.
    Not a great start to the season, as the recently promoted team we started of really weak and slowly dropped down to last place and then finally got beaten in the first round of the cup. The locker room was abysmal, players calling meetings about them loosing most if not all respect for me as a manager, rumours in the papers that "One more loss could see him fired from AC Bellinzona". 

    We took a deep breath, I went back to the drawing board and  finally told the team to start the next game in a 3-5-2 formation to soak up some pressure and play slow, boring but safe football.
    The game against Yverdon was lost with 0-4 the day after. Game over, finito, the end!

    No, the rumours were not true, yes the board was pissed but they still had some faith in me.  

    In the end of August we had lost our key player Cristian Souza to Luzern in the Swiss Super League for 105 000 Euro, the board could not resist and sold him without my blessing. 
    Some replacements were brought in throughout the transfer window just to fill the obvious hole in the squad, Koffi came in on loan from Fiorentina and replaced Cristian on the right winger position. An expensive loan but we felt it was critical since we had no or very few players good enough to play in that position.

    The start of 2023 saw us adopting a new wide 4-2-3-1  formation that focused on set pieces and long throws, with the new players and our new way of playing we finally gained some traction, finally ending up in 3rd place, three points of the play-offs. 

    With the second season upon us we will have to strengthen up our squad in some notable positions, mainly the goalkeeping position since our current goalkeeper don´t want anything to do with a new contract.
    Budget is tight with a meager 2000 / week in wages to fill the positions. We might have to drop some expensive players from the team in this transfer window, I'd rather take it slow and steady to the top without breaking the bank. 

    Youth intakes? Nothing to talk about, a striker with some potential. But at this stage we all know that it most likely is a dud. 

    Goals for the next season should be to compete for the top 3 places, play-off would be a great success if completed but with the funds and current squad I don´t see that happening without plenty of luck.
     

     

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    spacer.png   AC Bellinzona
    Initial Post
    Overview  Squad  League History  Manager

     

    Last year we ended up in Ukraine with FC Karpaty Lviv and had some minor sucess in the domestic league, this year we are heading to Switzerland. 

    AC Bellinzona is a Swiss football club based in Bellinzona. It was founded in 1904, and won the Swiss Super League in 1948. After being folded in 2013 declaring bankruptcy, the team played the Ticino Group of 2.Liga, the sixth tier of the Swiss Football League System in the 2014-15 season. After winning it and the 1. Liga Classic, Bellinzona was promoted to 1. Liga Promotion.

    After the simulation (the Swiss reset date is June 20th) we only have thirty days until the league start and looking at our squad we have some serious issues to resolve. Won't be any crazy tactics this first season, we'll form the tactic after the team and try to make sure we stay up this season. 

     

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    Sollentuna FK | Sweden | Initial Post

    Club InfoManager | Squad

    To kick off this challenge I will start out in the same country as Svennis, however we will stay on the east coast and take control of Sollentuna FK.

    Sollentuna United FF was founded in 2006 with the impending merger of Turebergs IF and Edsbergs IF which became operative in the 2008 season. Turebergs IF were promoted from Division 3 Norra Svealand in 2007 after winning their promotion playoff. The previous season in 2006 they won Division 4 Stockholm Norra. The new club took the place of Turebergs IF in Division 2 Norra Svealand for the 2008 season. In 2013 Sollentuna United FF merged with Sollentuna Fotboll IF to create Sollentuna FK.

    Since their foundation Sollentuna FK has participated in the middle tier of the Swedish football league system. The club currently plays in Division 1 Norra which is the third tier of Swedish football. They play their home matches at the Sollentunavallen in Sollentuna.

    Will have to sleep on the tactics for this one, but leaning towards a classic 442 or a 433.

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    The Sven-Göran Eriksson Challenge

    With several clubs in Europe are gunning for a Super League, several more pumping oil money in to the club and selling their clubs to the highest bidder, how about a real "against modern football" challenge?

    There are several manager challenges on this board, and most of them have the same type of idea behind them where they start of slowly and then build up the difficulty, so I thought we would mix it up a little bit.
    Now this challenge will be though and it might be impossible to copy the exact success of "Svennis" in FM21 just as he did it. 

    Sven-Göran Eriksson started of his career at the 3rd Division club Degerfors IF where he stayed at for two years, eventually winning the league and promoting them to the second divison. He left Degerfors IF in 1979 to join IFK Göteborg,  during the 1982 season he won the treble with IFK Göteborg,  Swedish champions, Swedish Cup Winner and  UEFA Cup winners. The team consisted of people where most of them had a job on the side, some where fire figthers, some where constructions workers. 

    He moved on to win several titles in Portugal and Italy and eventually ended up taking England to the Quarter Finals in the World Cup in 2002 and 2006.

    "Well a bunch of managers have done that" - Yes, but this is a challenge, not some kindergarden save. You will have to win the UEFA Cup without  any foreign players, just like Svennis did. (Source)

    Instead of allowing only Sweden. Norway, Finland and Iceland are also allowed, why not Denmark? Well that would be the easy mode of this challenge and everyone just gunning for FC Copenhagen that actually reached the Quarter Finals recently. 

    The Sven-Göran Eriksson Challenge

    1. Take over a club in one of the starter divisions and gain promotion.
    2. Get a job in the top flight of that country.
    3. Win the League, the cup and the UEFA Cup (Europa League)
    4. Gather 4 titles and 4 cup wins in Italy, Portugal or any other top league.
    5. Take any national team of your liking to the quarter finals of the world cup. 

    No foreign players are allowed to be signed at all. You have to keep the team 100% domestic during your tenure in Scandinavia

    Hard Mode : Winning the "Svennis Treble" Swedish Champions, Swedish Cup & UEFA Cup the same year.

    Starting divisions:

    Swedish First Division N/S
    Norwegian Second Division
    Finnish First Division
    Icelandic First Division

     

    Rules:

    Start as semi-professional footballer with a National A badge.
    Load top players from top division clubs to make it realistic. 
    The top division titles have to be earned with the same club, if you are sacked all the titles are reset back to 0. 
    No custom databases,
    No downloaded tactics,
    No in game editor allowed.
    Must check: No added staff, Disable in-game editor
    Maximum one club change while in the top flight. If you are sacked you are free to join a new one.

    Update your progress in this thread at the end of every season with a screenshot of:

    Your progress
    Transfers In/Out 

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    Database & Settings        Manager Age & Badges

    Well jumping right in to it, I´m going to start over in the Americas for this one just to change things up. I´ve tried to load leagues that I have never played before and hence it might take a wee bit longer to reach those top 5 european leagues. But at least we can have some fun on the way. 

    Ended up getting a job in Uruguay with Atenas in the second division and the board wants to see us in a spot for promotion play-offs. 
    Arthur Compton, a 154kg 19 year old American from Kansas City has now packed his flip flops and spent his stimilus on a coach ticket down to Uruguay, the mustard stain on the tracksuit obtained at O'Hare sure won´t help.
     

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  16. @aldojagsHaha I know that feeling, at least the board has not sold the club yet so nobody is spending our money yet. The key has been to turn a profit each season in the transfer market and when I splurge on somebody expensive parts of that cost should be covered with transfers out.

    I am starting to have a look at a save to keep on the side and report on it here as well, just have to find the perfect country for it. 

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    45 minutes ago, Biscotti said:

    With the progress you were making, I can see why you were keen to press on @SolnaRoyal - that's some great stuff there! Do you feel like the end is within reach, or is it a bit more that you got a touch lucky this year and there's still lots of work to do?

     

    I'm also now curious to know where you're actually from, because I've never seen that localisation of København. As a Brit, I'm used to seeing Copenhagen, but I've never seen it spelled as Köpenhamn (which is presumably the spelling in your native language)

    To be honest, a touch of very good luck this year, this is always when the saves starts getting boring, you can pretty much dominate the league but you are working with luck to progress in Europe.
    I cant remember what user said it on here, but qualifying for the group stages / promotion / relegation is always the best part of the save. As I wrote in part 3 I might take a break from this save and let it sit for a week or two so that I wont just take a gamble with the entire bank just to win the CL title. 

    I´m from Sweden, hence the "Köpenhamn" as both Norway and Denmark uses the ø instead of ö and "havn" means "hamn (Harbor)" "København" becomes "Köpenhamn" 

    Still waiting for whoever started the Sweden save earlier in the thread btw! 😎

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