While David had controlled himself, vowing to impress the coach as he wanted to be part of Manchester United 2.0—even planning to make a good first impression—something entirely out of his control was happening now, threatening to destroy all his hopes. Not just for a good first impression, but possibly for any impression at all.
"What do you mean they can't sign Antony?"
Ole's voice rang out, sharp and agitated, as he stood in his backyard, phone pressed to his ear. Another call with his agent. Another moment of frustration. This had become far too frequent ever since he had made the decision to join Manchester United.
