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| Cant Buy A Win |
Just incase anyone suspects foul play , can i please just state that Dynamo Dyson never have or never will offer money to refs , fellow managers , admis , modarators , game engines etc etc , and the press title is just a way to grab a bit of attention and give the impression we are trying really , really hard but cant get a result .
In reality its a mix of both players not quite being up to the job and the manager being a fair way off being up to the job .
Meanwhilst whilst Dynamos players are put through there paces by the clubs assistant manager Edd Coach there manager stands on the sidelines cutting a lonely sillohette as the winter sun patially blinding him beats down offering what little warmth there is in Hampshire during january . Alone in his thoughts he casts a lowly figure and despite looking every inch the modern man , some say dapper , others mistake him for aftershave commercial model as he dons his cutting grey suit and oozes a sense of dark debenoir and charm .
He looks troubled , he seems at a loss , as the players perform pass and move drills he seems totally distracted , his mind miles from the pitch and the skills of his star players or precious youngsters . Watching press talk amongst themsleves , wondering whether its his sides poor start to division 5 , whether he has took the side as far as he can go and is better off taking over another ruined side whilst leaving a better coach to finish the job at Dynamo .
All the whisperings carry weight , like a contender from worlds strongest man straining under the final Atlas Stone challenge Dyson looks under the heat .
Is it the small squad ? Can he even stay up never mind go for promotion ? Does he have a plan for when his squad all to start age as 1 in a few seasons ? The rumours continue as all the time Despite looking a million dollars Dyson looks ever more lonely as he takes a sip from his cool ribena , a downcrushed man that surely draws confidence from his players .
But as onlookers continue to gossip suddenly Dyson emits a wry smile , as if that final Atlas Stone has been put in place .
Does he have a plan ? Is there season about to explode into life ? Has he finally got a long term goal ?
All the possibilties ran from mouth to mouth as with the smile ever growing , his new found omptimism seemingly emitting onto the pitch as his players seeing this stepped up there game , as if they new that to grow as a club they had to grow as a side . And growing takes time .
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