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Our next encounter would take us to the Renato Curi as we took on Perugia for a Wednesday night fixture. Shevchenko fired us into the lead when Farnerud centre his cross. Our lead became more stable on 36 minutes when Shevchenko's shot was parried by Kalac, but Inzaghi was on hand to place the rebound into the net. With 11 minutes of the game left our hosts struck. Milanese's pass set Caracciolo on his way, Dida came out of his goal and Caracciolo chipped the ball over his head and into the back of the net; a fantastic goal. Meanwhile, we followed up our victory in Perugia with a hard fought win at home to Atalanta. The only goal of the game came when Shevchenko ran passed the defence, keeping the ball under control and taping in from close range.
After a training session i went home and switched the television, only to see Leonardo getting interviewed by a nation broadcaster. i used the teletext page 888 and used the English subtitles to see what they where saying, my Italian is still a little hazey.
"Leonardo, you have been out with a shoulder injury now since the first Champions Cup game. How are you healing up?"
"I'm doing O.K thanks. I've been given a helping hand by a physio and i'm feeling better then i did two weeks ago." Leonardo replied.
"What have you been doing whilst been away from the San Siro?"
"I took my family to Egypt for a week and i've been resting and relaxing with my wife and children, it's hard to relax with a 6 year old!" Leonardo mentioned.
"When can we expect you back?"
"I should be back in around four weeks. I am going to get back into training, when i'm ready, i'm going to keep eating the same things and see my physio, hopefully i will be back then!" Leonardo said.
I switched the television off as i heard a knock at the door. I rushed downstairs to find Carla and a smarlty dressed man stood on my door mat. The guy handed me a letter, lifted his nose, sniggered and promptly left, it made me chuckle to be honest. I sat down and opened this letter and started to read. It was a letter from Carla's solicitor. I could avoid a court appearance if i would hand over a sum of £250,000 to Carla in an out of court settlement and divorce, i scratched my head in amazment; could i afford this?
A Week Later...
"Hello, i'd like to speak to Mr Adu..." I asked
"Hello, who is speaking?" Avoice answered
"Hi, my name is Adam Everitt, i'm the new manager of AC Milan." I responded
"Hmm, what can i do for you?" He asked me
"I am interested in signing you, Freddy" I told him
"Isn't this tapping up?" He asked
"Well, yes. But lets keep it as our little secret. I'll be in touch!"
I placed the reciever down and went down to a friend house, he is a bookmaker for the largest betting organisation in Italy. I offered him a littel deal; he would be stupid to resist what i had to offer.
"Alright Matthew, mate. Hows it going then?" I asked.
"Fine Adam. So whats this about, i'm rather bussy!" He explained.
"I have a deal that will blow your ears away!" I shouted.
"You better explain, Adam" He said.
"I've been tapping Freddy Adu up..."
He interupted me "Freddy Adu, that young yank? Your mad, if the FA found out you'd be up to your eyeballs in trouble, Adam!"
"Yes, he wont blab and neither will you. Nobody else is in this, just us three"
"What do i need to do?"
"Put a bet on for me" I replied
"Thats it, a bet. How much?" He asked.
"£85,000" I astonished him with this figure.
"What do you want me to put it on?" He asked
"Simple as this, in the next month i will have signed Freddy Adu and i want you to put a bet on this" I said.
"I know what to do, leave it to me"
"If this all goes to plan i'll give you a cut of my winnings" |
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