Hujan masih mendera kota crewe ketika taxi Mr. John sampai di tengah kota Crewe.
"uh lads..."
"yeah?"
"listen are you a bookies or something? how the hell you know that he gonna score."
"bukan, John"
"pardon?"
"nope, can you tell me more about Crewe Alexandra, Mr. John?"
"uh alright. Crewe Alexandra. the greatest club in Yorkshire. five times chesire cup, two time welsh cup, two time premier chesire cup and four times milk cup. we pretty much dominate all the cup held in yorkshire. our profesional rivalry is with port vale and.."
"stoke city.."
"yeah stoke city. do you know about them?"
"play for them couple times. anyway please continue"
"what, you're player for stoke city!?"
"only couple of times. play in junior level. never made it to profesional. please continue"
"ah ok. where am i?.. so we are now in npower leaque 1. after managed to play off in last year thanks to Steve davis, the current manager and.."
"the current manager?"
"yeah Steve davis. he play for as defender for us, back in Gradi days. his son, Harry Davis, is crewe first choice of defender."
"he is no longer the manager."
"what!"
"turn on the radio."
Mr. John dengan cepat menyalakan radio.
"..and with greatest regret, Crewe and Mr. Steve Davis must part way. we wish him good and successful career at morecambe. the.."
"bloody bastard! that's division two sides! coward, traitor!"
"replacement manager will be Nobel Andrew, who will undertake the role of caretaker manager until july 2013"
"who the fuck is Nobel Andrew!?"
"a young manager. came from indonesia. 26 years old. fresh from academy of FA. held continental coach license. crewe will be his first club"
"a fucking amateur! you tell me a bloody amateur is gonna run the club!?"
"yup. no backroom experience, only played couple of times at junior level"
"what the hell! Bowler had some explanation to do! he let a nobody from nowhere to become a boss? we're gonna regelated in this case!"
"then do you want to make a bet, sir?"
"eh, what ?"
"about this nobody from nowhere. let's bet if he gonna success or not"
"what do you mean lad!? he gonna get us regelated fast."
"so do you wanna make a bet or not?"
"it's no bet son! listen, it's the matter of trust. we can't jus.."
"if he able to win the leaque this year, you gonna be my personal Taxi driver for a year, for free of course. and if he lose, then i will give you 10k."
Mr. John langsung mengerem tiba-tiba. dia berbalik dan menatap pemuda itu.
"who... who are you?"
pemuda itu balik menatap Mr. john dengan senyum tipis di bibirnya. dia mendekati mr. john dan mengeluarkan setumpuk uang dan menyodorkannya pada mr john.
"it's just another harmless bet, mr. John. if you agree, you held to this 10k for now."
mr. John terdiam. pandangannya berputar-putar antara bola mata hitam si pemuda dan tumpukan 10k di tangannya.
"you... how i'm gonna find you.."
pemuda itu tersenyum lebar. dia menjabat tangan Mr. John dan berbisik pelan.
"don't worry, you will see me soon enough."
Mr. John masih ingin bertanya tapi pemuda itu sudah duduk bersandar di kursi. dia melambai pada mr John, menyuruhnya untuk terus mengemudi. kedua orang itu pun melanjutkan perjalanan sambil terdiam.
10 menit kemudian taxi mereka sampai di stadium alexandra.
"thank you for the ride Mr. John. have a pleasant evening."
"you, wait. at least give me your name!"
"don't worry much about it. i told you will me see me soon enough"
pemuda itu melangkah keluar dari taxi. hujan deras memaksnya menutup kepala dengan tas kulitnya.
"wait, do you work here!?" teriak Mr. John dari dalam taxi
"yeah backroom staff" balas pemuda itu sambil berlari ke pintu.
"what position, are you a.. a.. coach, or something!?"
pemuda itu menghentikan langkahnya dan menatap Mr. John sambil tersenyum tipis.
"nope. i'm the manager."
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