My captain, Gareth Dean, comes to me complaining about letting a senior member of the team go, demanding that I sign a replacement. Or rather, exit, because I unceremoniously show him the door after a month in order to free up some pennies to sign some new, better, younger players. Meanwhile, the board were expecting me to build towards a play-off push in two years time and sign players under the age of 23, because, I don’t know, reasons. We were, whisper it, in genuinely good form. But I got the typical boost that all new managers get, with the players actually deciding to turn up and cobble together a few wins and draws, taking us out of danger. The kind of club with no money, the kind of team with no backbone. My tiny new charges were already in the relegation zone, easily swept aside by all comers. More than ever, they feel like real people, with their own agendas and plans - and will stick the knife into you at any given opportunity. Glenn would come to be the emblem of how all of Football Manager 2020’s systems interact and collaborate to make managing my players’ hopes and expectations a unique challenge that frustrates as much as satisfies. 31, well-paid and past-it, Glenn was one of the litany of players I inherited as new manager of Brackley Town, languishing in England’s sixth tier.
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