Since leaving university, or as I like to call it the infinitely drunk and occasionally
academic bubble – I have failed to get a job that uses my degree, I have gained one and a half
stone in weight (losing almost all my muscle mass) and, worst of all; I have found Football Manager
again.
Part Two of my 'How Football Manager Ruined my life series...here is part
one
Eventually, my time at HSV drew to a close. It was after my January modules in the
second year of college, with results of B,E,E, that I realised that I needed to stop. I had got
lazy; Football Manager at this point had become not only an addition, but also a
distraction.
Here lies Part 3 of my Football Manager series: Looking back at the time(s) when the
game took over my life. Read Part 1 and Part 2 first.
It felt good I must say. Usually with any new Football Manager game I would have the
tendency to first dip my toe, picking, perhaps, a high end Championship side to build my knowledge
of the game.
