5 Signs You've Been Playing Football Manager Way Too Long

1. You've Achieved Feats Beyond Comprehension and Good Taste

Behold Thierry Henry in all of his magnificent statue glory. Most of us can only imagine how it felt to be Thierry in the winter of 2012. But why was it such a special time? Though he was playing at his favourite club, many footballers can make that same claim. No, what made that time special was a simple matter of geography: if Thierry left the Emirates pitch and wandered out the front entrance, he would've been greeted by his own bronze doppelgänger. It must be noted; immortalisation is kind of a big deal. Thierry stuck around at Arsenal for eight years to earn that kneeling monstrosity. Yet to you, this is child's play. You won't stop until you're in your thirtieth year in the job, ordering around your charges in a stadium that bears your name. You've spent years slogging away, climbing the greasy pole in club folklore, going from favoured personnel to icon, icon to legend. It's taken an awful lot of time and an awful lot of silverware to make that happen, and you're extremely proud. You've worked hard to imprint yourself on the club; and here you are, in your own stadium. It might be unimaginatively named, but dammit, it''s yours. Yet you won't stop until you're everywhere- if it were possible to stamp your name on the chairman's son, you'd make sure that it happened. After all, you've earned it. You top the hall of fame, with past masters like Alex Ferguson and Giovanni Trappatoni looking up in envy. In fact, you've dwarfed their accomplishments, performing feats that were thought to be nigh-on impossible. Not only have you won ten titles on the spin, you've complimented this with two World Cup wins with Nigeria and Wales. You're an emperor amongst managers, a king amongst princes. In fact, you're kind of ashamed of it. Even the game doesn't believe it, the addictedness rating treating you with a mixture of contempt and scepticism. What took Mourinho an entire career, you've achieved within a decade; your achievements going past amazing and into the plain embarrassing. You've come to a point where you can't even boast about it without your friends viewing you with a mixture of pity and utter disbelief, and you don't care. After all, there's always next season!

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Durham University graduate and qualified sports journalist. Very good at sitting down and watching things. Can multi-task this with playing computer games. Football Manager addict who has taken Shrewsbury Town to the summit of the Premier League. You can follow me at @Ed_OwenUK, if you like ramblings about Newcastle United and A Place in the Sun. If you don't, I don't know what I can do for you.