Lipp-zig loves A Bonk Leaning over in his seat Lipp whispered dramatically to Justin. “I think a good Bonk is exactly what Lipp-zig needs.” “Erm, what?” Justin was sat next to Lipp in the stuffy media room. Normally this claustrophobic pre-fab room was used for pre-match interviews or some of the shoddy programmes recorded for Lokomotiv Lipp-zigs in-house TV channel […]
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“Okay start again, why did he put the HR complaint in?” Justin scowled across the messy office desk at Herr Lipp. Since his last visit to the crowded office, one of the stacks of dog-eared paper had been replaced with a pile of newspaper cut-outs. Most were of headlines from recent match reports. But pride of place at the top […]
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The door to the chairman’s office slammed shut behind them. Justin and Herr Lipp sheepishly walked the corridor in silence, down towards Lipp’s own boxroom of an office. Not a noise was made until they were back inside. Justin wrinkled his nose. He always did in here. It smelt slightly damp, with a hint of industrial-strength bleach. He didn’t think […]
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Jena 2 – 1 Lokomotiv Justin leaned in towards the grinning Lipp. They were on the Lokomotiv team bus, returning back to Leipzig. The engine noise of the creaky old 1970’s bus meant they were unlikely to be heard even if they were using megaphones but Justin didn’t want to risk being overheard by the lads. “You look pretty happy […]
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“Is that…is that Fernando Torres?”. It was rude to point but Justin was doing it anyway. He and Herr Lipp had wandered down to the training ground, a glorified set of fields baked hard by the summer sun, after breakfast. Justin wasn’t one to socialise but Lipp was very insistent that they at least ‘take fluids’ together before work. A […]
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“I am sorry Justin. The board just decided to go in a different direction.” Justin gritted his teeth and nodded. He’d spent the last three season here in Leipzig. Working hard for Lokomotiv as assistant manager to Wolfgang Wolf. Hard years for the English assistant out of his comfort zone, but rewarding years. He’d collected some badges, made a name […]
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