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Finally, Freixa. Finally!
After this experiment, Zubi will become the world's best sporting director.
Wasn't it easier to take on another sporting director and to fire this one?
Huh?
To hire another one! Not to make this mess and to deliver an electric shock of 20,000 volts to poor Zubi.
Well, now that you mention it...
It's too late!
Freixa! Freixa!!
We've created a new species!
With the power of lightning and the energy of electricity,
with a brain of *** sapiens and the strength of a machine!
President, he's dead.
He doesn't stand up, president.
Are you kidding me?
Did I fail?
I've messed it up...
President, keep calm. We'll do what's usually done in these cases: we'll hide the body an will tell the press he's working out at the gym.
What an odd nap, isn't it?
Gee, I don't know what's up but I'm dying to sign talented players.
Zubi wanna sing a striker!
Zubi...
Zubi wanna work!
Freixa, we have to do something!
Now he's a sporting director out of control!
One, two, three...
Excuse me, I've come to sign Lewandowki.
No, please. Not our son.
We agreed a deal with Bayern Munich!
I'm gonna sign Lewandowski. I'm gonna receive a bonus for winning the Champion League. January transfer window.
And now I'm gonna sign keeper Ter Stegen.
So...
You have players for next two seasons.
Damn it, Zubi! You've made us go bankrupt! We won't be able to pay them even with all the oil wells in Qatar.
And if we sell Messi...?
Zubi is hungry!