10K posts, people! Wooohoooo! Allright, gather around, and I'll tell you all a story
Once upon a time, there were three wise men. Their names were Turk_Bianconero, Bianconero81 and Cronios. Their beloved club Juventus had gone through a perilous time after the scandal that was Calciopoli, and everyone connected to the club felt a great sense of shame and defeat.
Juventus was stripped of two titles and demoted to Serie-B. Even more crucially, general director Luiciano Moggi was fired and banned from football for 5 years. This upset the entire Juventus community, but even more so the three wise men, who immediately jumped on the back of their camels to search for clues and miracles in the desert. The prophet Ahmedios had told Cronios to follow a particular star in order to find out more about who was going be the next general director (DS), and so they did. A journeying voyage to find the next DS had begun.
Turk_Bianconero:
“Look! I see Moratti! Let’s kill him!”
Cronios:
“Turk, you’re having visions. It happens out in the desert.”
Turk_Bianconero:
“Oh.”
Bianconero81:
“So those three guys over there aren’t Messi, Ronaldinho and Kaká? :depressed”
Cronios:
“No.”
Turk_Bianconero:
“Let’s go to Italy. We won’t find anything here.”
Cronios:
“I have a feeling we will. Searching in Italy would be a biased move. Only when we remove ourselves completely from Italien culture we can be objective enough to even recognize clues. Ahmedios told me to follow the star, and there is no reason not to trust."
Bianconero81:
“Wanna hear a joke?”
Turk_Bianconero:
“Sure!”
Cronios:
“No. Stay on topic please. I’m only here to discuss Juventus.”
After days and days of riding through the desert, they fell upon a small house. They all saw it, and realized that it couldn’t be another illusion. They looked up at the heavens and also noticed that the star was moving no more. It had stopped above the very roof of the small house. A sense of excitement burst through them. They grabbed hold of all of the gifts they had brought, and stormed into the small house.
Cronios:
“Where is the DS who has been born the savior of Juventus and the true heir to Moggi? For we observed his star at its rising, and have come to pay him homage.”
A shadowy figure appeared in the background. As he moved out of his dark corner, his face appeared.
The Unknown Man: “Welcome!”
The three wise men looked at each other, quite perplexed.
Bianconero81:
“Nice suit.”
The Unknown Man:
“Thank you.”
Turk_Bianconero:
“Who are you?”
The Unknown Man:
“I am the future DS of Juventus. But you can call me The Great Man.”
Cronios:
“What’s so great about you?”
The Great Man:
“Ask, and I will tell.”
The three wise men then went about conjuring up questions for the mysterious stranger.
Cronios:
“Will you buy new LB?”
The Great Man:
“Yes. And only the best in the world will do.”
Turk_Bianconero:
“What about the costs? How can you afford the best LB?”
The Great Man:
“I will introduce new forms of contract: option to buy, co-own with option to buy, options to buy the co-own and even options to co-own the co-own. Don’t worry about it.”
Bianconero81:
“I always wanted Juve to be like Real Madrid, a Galacticos team. Will you buy WC players? Not just very good but WC? It’s very important to me that they wear the tag WC.”
The Great Man:
“I will buy at least one player every summer worth in the region of 30-50 million euros. After all, it’s Juventus we’re talking about here. We have to spend big for the sake of it.”
Cronios:
“What about Italiens, will the club hold on to it’s perverse nationalist agenda? Can you please not sign mediocre Italien CMs and SSs?”
The Great Man:
“The way I see it, all Italians are scum. I will only buy foreign players. With the coach I will revolutionize Juve's way of playing: CMs and SSs won't even be part of the formation at all.”
Cronios:
“A stadium project began already in the Moggi-era. It is said that it will go ahead even after his dismissal. I’m worried about the size of the stadium, can you ease my fears pls?”
The Great Man:
“Those plans are just to mess with our rivals. In reality, there are plans in place to create a 100 000 seater thunderdome. You’re gonna love it!”
Turk_Bianconero:
“When will you take charge?”
The Great Man:
“When the time is right, young one. First, Secco must be given the time to fuck everything up. It’s an important part of our history, and will only serve to strengthen to highlight the club’s rise under my guidance.”
Bianconero81:
“WC 
:smile: :thumbs:
”
Turk_Bianconero:
“I like this guy.”
The Great Man:
“I like you guys too. You are great fans, I can tell.”
Cronios:
“Praise Ahmedios! This is fantastic news.”
The Great Man:
“See you in a few years guys.”
The three wise men got back on their camels. They knew that the journey back would be a long and hard one, but in their hearts they were smiling. No more mediocre Italian LBs. No more CMs and SSs. A giant stadium would be built. WC players all around.
In the distance, they could see The Great Man waving at them. They stopped and looked back at him. From afar, it appeared as if he looked a little bit different. As if he had changed shape, somehow.
“It’s probably just the desert clouding our vision again”, they thought to themselves.
Meanwhile, back at the small house in the desert .......