The Restoration of Glory (Re-post)

[-Xenon-]

Nice to be back.

I've been trying to think of ideas for coming back to these parts and writing a new story but I stumbled across the file containing this one and thought it would be great to finally get around to finishing it.

As the original is long gone, I am going to have to re-post up to where I left so that I can finish it.

So, as it has been a while, a bit of background for you!

This is a sequel to story I wrote here called 'Sacred Victory' which some of you may remember (though 'some' may be optimistic, it has been a while!) It involved taking the amusingly named Brazilian Third Division side Hermann Aichinger to the top flight, winning a couple of domestic titles and the equivalent of the Champions League in South America. It ended with victory in the Club World Championship. It also netted me my only piece of FMS award silverware as joint winner of the Best Rest of World story.

Now running paralell to the football story was a suitably ludicrous sub-plot involving a unsubtle blend of neo-nazism and samba football! Now as the original is history, the sub-plot will be utterly bewildering to some, so disregard it at your pleasure! But I vowed to finish this story and so help me God I will, once its done I will start a new and original story.

Bear with me,

Xen

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Two and a half years later.........

Surrey, England

Sam hated hospitals. They always seemed so dis-organised, as if they would do more harm than good to their patients. Thankfully it was only a brief visit. His consultant had ordered regular check-ups over the last 18 months and today was the final appointment. The gun-shot wound under his left shoulder had taken an age to heal fully. The bullet had torn through tendons, muscle and fragmented into part of the ball and socket. That meant he had trouble extending his arm fully, but apart from that it didn't handicap him too badly. It still hurt like hell every now and then but according to the consultant that was to be expected. The doctor briefly checked the movement in Sam's arms and asked if he had any problems with it, to which the answer was no. That seemed to be all he needed to hear.

"Well Mr. Cox I don't think we'll be needing to see you anymore. Just try not to run into anymore gunmen on your travels!"

"I'll try not to, thank you Doctor"

"I suppose you watched the World Cup?"

Sam grimaced.

"Yeah, unfortunately"

"England could use a coach like you, I dunno losing in the final. It seemed so perfect after we thrashed the Germans."

Sam smiled, Wolfgang had been furious and it wasn't as if he could switch allegiances to Brazil as they had been dumped out in the group stage, finishing behind Ghana and Romania.

"I can't get a job in League 1, let alone the national team. No-one here seems to watch South American football, I'm a hero in Santa Catarina!"

"I've heard about what you've done out there. Bit of anti climax to your career, losing to those Mexicans."

"So I'm constantly reminded, anyway my career is not over yet. I've just come home for a break. I best be off, thanks for everything"

"Not to worry, let us know if you have any problems"

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When Sam got home, he picked up the newspaper that had been dropped on his doorstep. He flipped it over to the back page and saw an article of interest.

Brazil head coach sacked

9th August 2014

Brazil head coach Mano Menezes had been sacked by the Brazilian F.A. after the national team's disastrous World Cup campaign. The former Gremio manager had been in charge of the Brazilian team since the resignation of Carlos Alberto Parreira in 2007. In those seven years in charge he only managed to add one North American Gold Cup trophy to Brazil's illustrious trophy cabinet. Two failed Copa America campaigns, two failed Confederations Cup campaigns and two disastrous World Cup's have seen Brazil slip out of the Top 10 in the world rankings. With almost all of the "Golden Generation" of 2006 now retired it remains to be seen where Brazil will find the next generation of players.

Candidates for the vacant position are numerous but the favourites include Branco, Roberto Carlos or Dida. A decision is likely to be made soon by President Ricardo Teixeira with the friendly against reigning World Champions Holland approaching.

***

Interesting, thought Sam as he noticed a message had been left on his home phone. He prodded the button and listened to the message, it was his dumb blonde of a P.A., Diane.

"Hi Sam, it's me. Just to let you know I've had a phonecall from a Mr........Tez-yeah-ra??, no idea how you pronounce it, I couldn't really understand much on account of him having a thick brazilian accent. Anyway he's in London tomorrow and wants to arrange a meeting with you. I'll call you back later with all the details."

So Ricardo Teixeira had asked for a meeting with him. This was becoming interesting.........

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"Sam! Welcome, please take a seat."

Sam was suspicious at such a warm greeting. He had met Ricardo a couple of times, usually involving the collection of trophies, yet the president of the Brazilian F.A greeted him as if he were an old friend. Oddly it was just him in the room. Sam wasn't stupid, he knew that this 'meeting' was regarding the vacant Brazil job, yet it wasn't exactly your typical interview, he had been expecting several national officials to be present. He sat down slowly, wondering whether his assumptions had been accurate. Ricardo went on to explain.

"Now, I know you have probably seen the reports in the newspaper. We are actively seeking a replacement for Mano"

"Yes, I've also seen that you are set to offer the job to Roberto Carlos. So why am I here?"

"Well, Roberto may have support based on his playing days. But he lacks the managerial credentials we need, credentials that you possess. He's already managed at three different clubs and acheived nothing. Whereas you were loyal to your club for 8 years and look at what you have acheived. You brought the World Club Championship back to Brazil, now we want you bring the World Cup."

Sam pondered this for a second.

"What makes you think I'd want to return to Brazil?"

"Because I know you crave more success. I also know that nobody in England will give you a chance."

"So are you offering me the job?"

Ricardo opened a silver briefcase, retrieving a piece of paper and a pen.

"This is a four year contract, to take charge of the Brazilian national team"

He clicked the top of the pen and held it out. Sam hesitated but then reached out and took the pen. He found the part of the contract he was looking for and signed his name on the dotted line. So it was back to Brazil, but this time to prove himself on the world stage.

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The press conferences were seemingly endless. Sam had flown out to Rio the day after his meeting with Ricardo Teixeira and he emerged from the airport terminal amidst hordes of people cheering and clapping. It was funny, thought Sam, a few days ago the public had demanded that Roberto Carlos be the next man in charge of the national team. Now they were bestowing praise upon Sam as if it had not occured to them before that he may be the perfect candidate.

He may not be a Brazilian national but 2 league titles, 2 Copa Libertadores titles and a World Club Championship spoke for itself. He had certainly proved his managerial ability, but then again these people would have settled for anyone given the length of time this proud nation had gone without a trophy. Sam answered the last question of the day (one involving the roles of Kaka and Adriano, who were approaching retirement. Sam said he would be 'looking elsewhere' for these friendlies) and made a hasty retreat. He had rented an apartment in the capital and wanted to get home as soon as possible and begin to start thinking about who would make up his squad to challenge the World Champions. He was just about to get into his car when he heard a familiar voice.

"So, you're back then!"

Sam turned round and grinned.

"How's things Wolfgang?"

"Not bad, not bad. Position in the league is recovering."

"Yeah, I saw you gave Dida the job."

"Well he was the best qualified guy available. But anyway, look at you! Soon you'll be parading the World Cup through the streets of Rio. I wish you luck, as long as you steer clear of Germany that is!"

"Listen, I'm thinking of making Ronaldinho my assitant. Can he handle the workload?"

"You'll have to ask him, it's fine with me. Sure you wouldn't rather have Juninho working with you?"

"Well I was thinking about letting him take over the Under 20's"

Wolfgang chuckled.

"Well try not to steal all of our staff"

"OK, well I best be off. I've got a squad to name."

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Brazil Squad to face Holland (30.8.14)

With just under three weeks remaining until my first match in charge, I had to act quickly in naming my first squad. It would surprise a few people given the amount of changes I had made. But in my eyes, they were necessary changes.

Goalkeepers

Barbosa

22, Hermann Aichinger, (15 Caps)

Barbosa was a player that I obviously knew a lot about. He had been my first choice keeper at Hermann Aichinger for five years and I firmly believe that he is one of the best goalkeepers in the world. Was shamefully overlooked in the 2014 World Cup, playing just once in the 1-1 draw with the USA.

Leonardo

23, Palmeiras, Uncapped

Undoubtedly the second best keeper in Brazil at the moment, Leonardo is quite the journeyman with Palmeiras his fourth club in three years. there is also talk of a move to Gremio in the new year. I was always impressed with his ability and once or twice considered buying him. Amazing that he hasn't already been given a chance at this level.

Defenders

Rafinha

28, Deportivo, (80 Caps, 7 Goals)

Rafinha has been an integral part of the Brazil squad at right back over the years. At 28, there are still some more years for him to make a valuable contribution to the team. I saw him play for Deportivo in the World Club Championship against us and he tore my defence to shreds.

Felipe

30, Juventus, (66 Caps, 3 Goals)

Felipe is another experienced international who retains his place in the national setup. A solid centre back that can also play at left back. A candidate for captaining the side against Holland.

Leandro Castan

27, Schalke 04, (39 Caps)

In my opinion the best central defender Brazil has to offer. Yet was late in coming into the national setup only getting his first cap at the age of 24.

Jorge

22, Porto, (2 Caps)

A young and fairly inexperienced centre back, but a talented one nonetheless. Some impressive performances for Porto led to him being given his first cap against Denmark. However was unused throughout the World Cup.

João Leonardo

29, Corinthians, Uncapped

I consider it a crime that this man had not been previously given a chance at international level. The central defender had carved out a successful career in France with Marseille before returning to Brazil with Corinthians. He was another that I had tried to sign, hopefully he will do a good job for me with Brazil.

Anderson

22, Parma, Uncapped

The last of our central defenders plays his football in Italy with Parma and thanks to some good performances he has earned himself a call up to the national squad.

Maicon

33, Monaco, (8 Caps)

Vastly experienced right back that will serve as cover for Rafinha.

Maxwell

32, Porto, (50 Caps, 2 Goals)

Another Porto player that has impressed over the years. The left back is ageing a bit but should be useful in these friendlies.

Midfielders

Anderson

26, Chelsea, (53 Caps, 10 Goals)

Arguably the most high profile member of the squad, attacking midfielder Anderson holds the record for being the youngest player to earn a full cap when he played against Egypt at the age of 19. Since then he been more or less a regular fixture in the team. We will count on his creativity.

Agnaldo

21, Santos, Uncapped

One area that was causing us problems was that of right wing. But we solved that problem through this man. Agnaldo is a technically gifted player and has unrivalled passing and crossing ability. The Santos player is a gamble but hopefully one that will pay off.

Ramon

26, São Paulo, Uncapped

Another gamble but I am confident Ramon will shine at international level. Arguably the best player in the Brazilian league at the moment. I see the attacking midfielder as the perfect successor to Kaka.

Moises

21, Hermann Aichinger, Uncapped

Many critics may accuse me of favouritism but I honestly believe that Moises will be the best left winger in the world in a few years time. Plus he is at the perfect age to be moving into full international level. He was the Brazil Under 20's captain for a while and bagged plenty of goals. Of course, he has also won trophies and played in huge games.

Itaqui

26, Fluminense, Uncapped

With Arouca absent through injury we were forced to look elsewhere, Itaqui seemingly the perfect replacement. A tireless hard worker, he is almost a perfect defensive midfielder. Plus he possesses a lethal shooting ability.

Diego

29, Porto, (17 Caps, 1 Goal)

I have always been a huge fan of this player, but I felt sorry for the guy who has spent most of his career living in Kaka's shadow. I believe him capable of even greater things than the likes of Kaka, he has just been so inconsistent.

Evandro Roncatto

28, FC Bayern, (54 Caps, 2 Goals)

Many people have suggested that Mano Menezes should have played Roncatto as a striker. But to be honest this is one of the few things I agreed with the former manager on. Evandro definitely plays best either on the left or tucked behind the front two and it is that role he will continue to do in my team.

Strikers

Robinho

30, Real Madrid, (99 Caps, 33 Goals)

Without doubt experienced but has disappointed of late, he has this chance to prove to me he’s still got it.

Kerlon

26, Corinthians, (6 Caps, 6 Goals)

A relative newcomer into the Brazil side but his early record speaks for itself. Hopefully he will continue that healthy goal to game ratio.

Fred

30, FC Bayern, (6 Caps, 1 Goal)

A natural goalscorer and he deserves his chance to prove himself at international level.

Juliano Pacheco

24, São Paulo, Uncapped

This striker’s powerful presence had always impressed me whilst I was managing in the Brazilian leagues. A predator in front of goal and it would be foolish not to include him in the squad.

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Brazil vs. Holland

Saturday 30th August 2014

Friendly

Olimpico Regional, Cascavel (PR)

We welcomed the World Champions to a hot and humid Cascavel that would be difficult for the players to bear. The Dutch had come here looking for a first win as champions of the World and they picked a very strong squad. The likes of Van Persie, Sneijder, Robben and Ton Seedorf would be a tough test for a largely untested side, but I was confident.

Itaqui wasn't 100% for the match and it meant that I was forced to play João Leonardo at defensive midfield. Kerlon and Robinho started as the two forwards while new caps were handed to Ramon and Agnaldo.

It was somewhat of a dream start for us, with the first foray into the Dutch half resulting in a goal. A corner taken by Robinho eventually found itself at the feet of Anderson who was then tripped by Mark Brouwers. Referee Hector Baldassi didn't hesitate to give a penalty and the Dutch defender could have few complaints. Kerlon opted to take the kick and he calmly slotted the ball in the corner, sending the Holland keeper, Maarten Stekelenburg completely the wrong way.

But Holland showed their class and immediately hit back forcing two excellent saves from Barbosa. The pressure finally told when talented young midfielder Ton Seedorf skipped past Aganldo and played a lovely through ball that found Robin van Persie. The Villareal forward then lobbed Barbosa with an audacious finish to make it 1-1 and we had still only played 8 minutes. After that the game really opened up nicely and it became a cracking spectacle. Barbosa and Stekelenburg were both kept busy as both sides poured forward in an up and down game.

Both sides looked capable of netting the next goal, but it was us that struck once more. Ramon taking opportunity of Stekelenburg being off his line and lobbing him suberbly from 25 yards. Not bad for a debut goal.

In the second half, Holland came out all guns blazing and were rewarded for their hard work. Robin van Persie in a man of the match performance breaking clean through and hitting the post, unfortunately the rebound fell straight back to him and he was able to finish levelling the scores at 2-2. After that both sides seemed to take their foot of the gas and there were few chances. Juliano Pacheco came on and almost scored with a late volley but the end result was an entertaining 2-2 draw. Not a bad way to start my reign as Brazil manager.

Starting XI: Barbosa, Rafinha, Castan, Jorge, Felipe ©, João Leonardo, Anderson, Agnaldo, Ramon, Robinho, Kerlon

Used Subs: Moises, Diego, Pacheco

Final Score: Brazil 2-2 Holland

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Wolfgang was a guest of honour at the Holland and was enjoying the game from one of the corporate boxes. After the game, he and some other club associates including the new manager Dida, invited Sam up for a glass of wine. Sam will forever be remembered as a hero at Hermann Aichinger and they were keen to keep relations between Sam and the club healthy. Wolfgang was no fool, Sam was still a relatively young manager and they may have to call upon him at some point.

Sam made his way up to the box after having just finished de-briefing his team. Although the game ended in a draw he was delighted as he was sure a few months ago, this would have been a game that they would have lost, possibly heavily. Wolfgang got to his feet and clapped the new arrival.

"Congratulations! Not quite a win but it had us on the edge of our seats"

Sam grinned and sat down at the table amidst warm greetings from his former colleagues and employers.

"Yeah, but now I have to worry about Spain in November. I don't think this is the squad to get a result. I'll make two or three changes, that's for sure."

"So who are the condemned men then?"

"Robinho was awful today, did you notice the change in our attacking play when I replaced him for Juliano Pacheco? Instant improvement. I just gave him his 100th cap, it could be his last."

There was a surprised silence. Sure, Robinho had not played well at all, but he was the most high profile member of the squad. How could Sam drop him when he had already disposed of Kaka and Adriano? Sam could sense their concern, but he knew a fresh change was needed. It was a gamble, but he'd rather take the gamble whilst the World Cup was a good 4 years away.

"So you'll bring Porcellis or Adriano back?"

"Neither, I have a proven consistent goalscorer that isn't over the hill. You know him actually."

Wolfgang grinned. He cursed himself for not seeing this coming.

"I'm going to give Wellington a start against Spain"

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New manager makes more changes and hands out new caps ahead of Spain visit

1st November 2014

BBC Sport

There have been three major new additions to the squad that drew with Holland, while Robinho is dropped for the game against Spain. In his place comes Hermann Aichinger striker Wellington. For many a surprise choice, manager Sam Cox has defended his selection by stating that his goalscoring record has earnt him the place. It is indeed hard to argue with over 250 career goals, Wellington has been a consistent top scorer in the First Divisions. Critics argue that he lacks the experience to cut it at international level. But Sam Cox whole-heartedly disagreed: "Wellington is an example of what Brazil lacked at the World Cup, a natural finisher. Now it's all very well picking the superstar from Real Madrid or Barcelona or any other big team. But these players aren't scoring goals and we have to look for alternatives"

Another player now involved is uncapped 29 year old left back Felipe. Felipe, who plays at Corinthians has been widely regarded as the most underrated player in Brazil and this was a decision backed by critics. And finally Roma midfielder Tcho has been given a call up to the squad. The 27 year old will act as cover for the likes of Anderson and Diego.

So after the 2-2 draw with Holland, Brazil go into the match with Spain as favourites. They have also climbed to 9th in the World Rankings. It is early days but many are hoping that the slump in form is finally over. It is also encouraging that Sam Cox is looking to home based players with 12 of the players in the squad to face Spain, playing in Brazil.

Squads for Brazil vs. Spain (12.11.14)

Brazil: Barbosa (CAHA), Leonardo (Palmeiras), Rafinha (Deportivo), Felipe (Juventus), Felipe (Corinthians), Castan (Schalke 04), Jorge (Porto), J.Leonardo (Corinthians), Anderson (Parma), Maicon (Monaco), Anderson (Chelsea), Agnaldo (Santos), Moises (CAHA), Arouca (At Mineiro), Itaqui (Fluminense), Diego (Porto), E. Roncatto (FC Bayern), Ramon (São Paulo), Wellington (CAHA), Kerlon (Corinthians), Fred (FC Bayern), J. Pacheco (São Paulo)

Spain: J. Reina (Liverpool), A. Doblas (Betis), Aythami (Liverpool), Sidnei (At. Madrid), S. Ramos (Sevilla), Melli (Betis), P. Gonzalez (Barcelona), J. Moreno (Betis), L. Gioda (Deportivo), P. Santos (Barcelona), X. Alonso (Liverpool), A. Iniesta (Barcelona), C. Martinez (Betis), R. Cruz (Real Madrid), A. Vera (Sevilla), F. Fabregas (Arsenal), JA. Reyes (Arsenal), D. Capel (Sevilla), B. Santamaria (Villareal), F. Llorente (Athletic)

[-Xenon-]

Brazil vs. Spain

Wednesday 12th November

Friendly

Estadio Castelão, São Luis (MA)

Perennial under-acheivers Spain were our next visitors in what was proving a tough opening few fixtures with my international management career in its infancy. Their squad was packed with stars, new and old but I was counting on the São Luis crowd to provide extra support for the team.

I could see from kick off that this would be a similar game to the one against Holland, from a entertainment value perspective. Both sides had early ventures into each other's halves and a few fizzing shots were sent wide of the goals. The first chance of the game fell to one of the newcomers. Arouca played a wonderful one-two with Rafinha before chipping it Wellington. The striker hit it on the half volley, but it sailed a few feet wide.

Wellington would be left kicking himself, as just a few minutes later he was shown how its done. A great cross from Ruben Cruz found Borja Santamaria unmarked on the far side. The Villareal striker connecting with a crisp half volley that swerved past Barbosa and gave the Europeans a 1-0 lead. That goal made quite an odd statistic, all the goals we have conceded at this point have come from Villareal players as Robin van Persie had netted twice in the last game.

We knew we had to respond quickly and we did just that. Not long before the break, Kerlon managed to wriggle free of the last defender and found himself one on one with Jose Reina. The Corinthians striker dummied the Liverpool keeper and slotted home for 1-1, that made it two from two for the striker. Then came the half time whistle and it was hard to predict which way this game was going to go. Wellington was still yet to make an impact.

The game opened up as legs began to tire on both sides and it was us in the ascendency. Kerlon went close a few times but it was Ramon with the breakthrough with about 20 minutes remaining. The attacking midfielder capitalised on a poor clearance and volleyed home his second goal in a Brazil shirt, justifiying his selection. We then sat back trying to defend this 2-1 lead and it was definately a mistake. An Iniesta corner was thumped home by defender Aythami and the Spaniards were level. It looked as though we were heading for another 2-2 draw.

But then in stoppage time, it was dream ending for Wellington. I had let him play the full ninety minutes believing he could create something and I was right. Ramon pinged a 50 yard ball into his path, Wellington flicked the ball past the last defender and beared down on goal. This was were he was at his most lethal, but what he did next I hadn't seen often from him. With Reina approaching he delicately lobbed the keeper and the ball nestled in the net. Spain had no time to look for an equaliser and it was a first win as manager of Brazil.

Starting XI: Barbosa, Felipe, Rafinha, Castan©, Jorge, Arouca, Anderson, Agnaldo, Ramon, Wellington, Kerlon

Used Subs: Felipe

Final Score: Brazil 3-2 Spain

[-Xenon-]

The win against Spain had done a lot towards re-assuring the Brazilian public that their national team was back in safe hands. Sam himself was impressed because this team was only the foundations of the squad he hoped to be able to create for the World Cup in 2018. Already they looked very capable of working together as a unit and it was encouraging. With that victory came the end of international activity for Brazil in 2014, now they could look forward to next year and hope to build even further.

Sam had appointed Juninho Pernambucano as coach of the Under 20 squad. He relished his new job and he split his time between the Hermann Aichinger youth team and the national youth team. He also saw to it that a fair few CAHA youngsters got international call ups. On a blustery afternoon in November, Sam and Ronaldinho went to go and see the Brazil Under 20's in action against their Spanish counterparts in the corresponding Under 20 fixture. Juninho has recommended a young striker by the name of Itamar, who was playing his last game for the Under 20's as he was due to turn 21. At half time, the Spanish team were 1-0 up and Itamar had yet to come off the bench. It seemed that Juninho was wasting their time on this rare instance as they had seen little to encourage them from the Under 20's play.

While the half time team talks went on (which most probably involved Juninho telling his players who was sat in the stands), it gave Ronaldinho an ideal opportunity to inform his manager of the draws in the three major competitions that Brazil would be competing in, in 2015.

"So, I went to the draws for the Gold Cup, Confederations Cup and Copa America and found out who we've got."

"Ok, let's hear it."

"In the Gold Cup we are in Group A with Saint Martin..."

"Wait, wait, wait.......who?"

"Saint Martin, they are a small island in the Caribbean."

"Is someone taking the **** here? I have never heard of them, where are they in the World Rankings?"

"Well strictly speaking they are not a member of FIFA, in fact the Gold Cup is the only competition they can compete in."

"Right, who else? Oh no wait, let me guess.........'The Island' from 'Lost'?"

Ronaldinho chuckled to himself, that show was now in about its ninth season, it wouldn't have surprised him if they hadn't formed their own team by now.

"El Salvador."

"Well at least I've heard of them."

"Confederations Cup, which we only qualify for as holders of the Gold Cup before you insult the competition any further, is a little more tricky. Portugal, Morocco and the Cook Islands."

"Ok, what about the Copa America?"

"Group B, Ecuador, Paraguay and Honduras"

"A busy year then?"

"Indeed"

The second half began and Itamar was thrown on to help his beleaguered team-mates. But there was dramatic team-wide improvement. Juninho's recommendation bagging two goals in a 2-1 victory, he looked impressive.

"He's banging them in for Atletico Paranaense aswell"

Said a pleased looking Juninho.

"So what do you reckon, worth a gamble?"

Sam contemplated this. It was a tough decision, he had about 10 strikers that could do a job for him and only 4-5 places in the squad.

"We'll see how well he starts the season. If he does well, we'll see about taking him to the Confederations Cup."

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Mendoza shock inclusion in Gold Cup squad

Brazil manager Sam Cox has announced the 22 man squad that will be defending their Gold Cup title in America. There are no real shocks with the squad largely unchanged from the one that faced Holland and Spain. But there has been one inclusion that has raised a few eyebrows. Atletico Paranaense right back Rafael Mendoza has opted for Brazilian nationality despite having played a handful of Under 20 matches for Colombia. The 22 year old has Colombian parents but was born in Mato Grosso in Brazil. The right back had earned 8 caps at Under 20 level for Colombia but has since failed to make the breakthrough into the senior Colombian squad. So he has opted to represent the country of his birth after Cox declared that he could do a valuable job in replacing the now ageing Maicon. Lyon defender/midfielder Leonardo also makes the squad.

Aside from that, Hermann Aichinger striker Wellington retains his place in the side amidst reports that Robinho would return for the competition. Cox has not ruled out a return for the Real Madrid front man but it looks unlikely that he will return this year. Leandro Castan is expected to continue as captain for the tournament. Barbosa will don the Brazil Number 1 shirt for the first time since his move away from Hermann Aichinger, the goalkeeper completing a £6,000,000 move to champions Corinthians.

Many people have expressed their suprise at Cox picking such a strong team for a tournament which has generally been regarded as a chance to try out some of Brazil's younger players. But the manager defended his selections.

"We are in the process of recovering from one of the most disappointing spells in the team's history. So, we need to find the team that is going to help us recover from that and picking a bunch of youngsters only leaves me less time to do that job. As with every tournament we go to win and this one is no different."

Brazil squad for North American Gold Cup

-Barbosa (Corinthians)

-Leonardo (Gremio)

-Rafael Mendoza (Atletico Paranaense)

-Felipe (Juventus)

-Leandro Castan (Schalke 04)

-Jorge (Porto)

-Anderson (Parma)

-Leonardo (Lyon)

-Felipe (Corinthians)

-Rafinha (Deportivo)

-Arouca (Atletico Mineiro)

-Itaqui (Fluminense)

-Moises (Hermann Aichinger)

-Agnaldo (Santos)

-Anderson (Chelsea)

-Evandro Roncatto (FC Bayern)

-Diego (Porto)

-Ramon (São Paulo)

-Kerlon (Corinthians)

-Juliano Pacheco (Vasco)

-Fred (FC Bayern)

-Wellington (Hermann Aichinger)

[-Xenon-]

Brazil vs. Saint Martin

Monday 26th January 2015

North American Gold Cup Group A

Gillette Stadium, Foxboro

It came as a surprise to some that this was my first visit state-side and it was a surreal experience. To my mind this was quite a minor competition and it came as a suprise when close to 70,000 people turned up to see us play the island part timers.

Saint Martin were playing five across the back in the hope that it would stem the flow of inevitable Brazilian scoring. I was unconvinced that it would help them, only prevent their chances of getting forward and nicking a goal. So a heavy win was definately on the cards but even I could have predicted just how heavy a win it turned out to be.

It took a little under fifteen minutes for the predictable opening goal, Juliano Pacheco thumping home a close range volley from a Wellington cross. That was the first goal for Brazil the striker, who had recently moved to Vasco, had scored. Wellington wasted no time getting in on the scoring and lobbed the keeper in a similar fashion to the way he did against Spain for 2-0. On 25 minutes, he got his second of the afternoon, latching on to a rebound from a Moises shot and tucking it home for 3-0. Wellington had a hat-trick inside the half hour when he headed home a corner taken by Jorge, 4-0. Juliano Pacheco fired in his second and Brazil's fifth just before half time to send us in at half time 5-0 up.

An impressive first half display and it was about to get a lot worse for Saint Martin. Itaqui re-started the scoring with a fabulous 30 yard strike that made it 6-0. That was just before Juliano Pacheco got his hat-trick to make it 7-0. Wellington converted a Mendoza cross on 56 minutes to get his fourth and to make it 8-0. Just two minutes later he got his fifth, tapping into an empty net after the Saint Martin keeper fumbled a Ramon strike, 9-0. On 66 minutes Wellington latched onto a dreadful back-pass and made it 10-0, netting his sixth goal in an unbelievable display. Six minutes later he unselfishly set up Juliano Pacheco, who scored his fourth of the day and making it 11-0. There was still a long way to go as Saint Martin's defending got worse and worse. Agnaldo got his first goal for Brazil when he volleyed home a rebound on 76 minutes, that made it 12-0. Five minutes later it 13-0 when Ramon slid the ball past the Saint Martin keeper, it appeared as though there was no end in sight. The goals kept coming as Moises and Ramon breached the defence, scoring two quick goals and making it 15-0. In stoppage time, Wellington finally completed a torrid afternoon for Saint Martin firing home his seventh of the day and making the final score 16-0. That result put us through and Saint Martin out.

It was an embarrasing day for both teams. Saint Martin were humiliated un-neccesarily even after telling the lads to take it easy on them at half time. Can you imagine what the score would have been if I had told them to go for it?! I didn't even need to make any substitutions because the players hardly broke a sweat.

Starting XI: Barbosa, Mendoza, Felipe, Castan©, Jorge, Itaqui, Moises, Agnaldo, Ramon, Pacheco, Wellington

Used Subs: None

Final Score: Brazil 16-0 Saint Martin

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Brazil vs. El Salvador

Wednesday 28th January

North American Gold Cup Group A

Gillette Stadium, Foxboro

The attendance in the Gillette Stadium was once again close to 70,000 for our final Group A game againt Central American side El Salvador. With both us and them already qualified it was a dead rubber but I still felt it was important we fielded as strong a side as possible. Kerlon was replaced by FC Bayern striker Fred and Agnaldo was given a rest to be replaced by Lyon right sided player Leonardo.

From kick off it was immediate one way traffic and El Salvador goalkeeper Juan Jose Gomez was given plenty to do. Fred had a few early chances but all were beaten away by the El Salvadorian keeper. Half time soon came and the scores were still locked at 0-0, despite numerous attempts on goal.

At the beginning of the second half I was worried that we had lost the initiative as we started to falter in front of goal. Also, El Salvador were beginning to slowly get back into the game. But on 73 minutes there was widespread relief amongst our technical area. Ramon was once again the architect and he threaded a lovely ball through for Fred, who in a rare start finsihed emphatically on the volley. 1-0 and we felt from that point on we had the game sealed. El Salvador's spirit had been crushed by Fred's strike and now they were playing to avoid a heavy defeat. But there defence held for just five minutes when Wellington floated a ball across for Ramon to head home for 2-0. The midfielder had been in devastating form and he left this game with an assist and a goal. Diego Armando Mejia almost grabbed a late goal for El Salvador but Brabosa was having yet another great game and he was rewarded with another clean sheet as we won 2-0.

Starting XI: Barbosa, Rafinha, Felipe, Castan©, Jorge, Arouca, Moises, Leonardo, Ramon, Wellington, Fred

Used Subs: Diego

Final Score: Brazil 2-0 El Salvador

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Brazil's opponents in the Quarter Final would be Canada. The Canadians had done themselves proud at the 2014 World Cup and although they were eliminated in the group stages, they famously played out an epic seven goal thriller with Argentina in which they unfortunately lost 4-3. There was no doubt they were an up and coming footballing nation with a bright future, but Brazil were massive favourites to progress.

Sam had only a few days to prepare his squad for the game, but his rigorous training schedule would see to it that they were ready for the Canadians. They were now also practicing penalties, just in case.

The squad had just finished playing a 45 minute, 11 on 11 game on the immaculate training pitches provided by MLS side, New England Revolution. It had been encouraging, everyone was staking their claim for a starting place and there were some dazzling displays of skill on show. Now Sam gathered the team for a warm down and to de-brief this training session. He had a morale booster in store, he just prayed it would work out.

He called over his assistant Ronaldinho, who promptly jogged over to the centre circle where the team were gathered. As he approached, Sam chipped a ball towards him. Ronaldinho caught it in his hands and gave a bewildered look. Sam quickly explained.

"Ronny, you remember that video of you years back that was all over the internet?"

The players all gave a raucous barrage of sniggering and laughter.

"Not that kind of video! The one of you smacking the crossbar and never letting the ball hit the deck?"

Ronaldinho gave a toothy grin.

"Yeah sure I remember"

"Well I was wondering whether it was a fake or for real......In fact, I was hoping to find out"

He nodded to the football in Ronaldinho's hands and then pointed to the goal.

"Off you go......"

Ronaldinho hesitated for a split second but then shrugged his shoulders and began to jog towards the goal. He stopped about 35 yards from his target and began to juggle the ball. He was still only 35 years old and his skills had not depleted since his Barcelona days. It was awe inspring and even some of the most gifted squad members could not do half the things Ronaldinho made look easy. He spent a minute or two juggling the ball about before he suddenly flicked it high in the air. On its way down he hit a thumping volley that hurtled towards the goal. It crashed violently against the bar and rocketed back, Ronaldinho had to sprint to get to the ball but he effortlessly controlled it on his chest, flicking it up and hitting it once more. Once again he hit his target and easily controlled the rebound.

He began to make his way back to the centre circle, not letting the ball hit the ground. But then as he almost returned to where the players where gathered, he flicked the ball up into the air again and with his back to goal unleashed a terrific overhead kick that soared towards the goal. Everyone on the pitch held their breath as the ball hung for an age in the air. But the familiar 'ping' sound broke the silence into raptures from the players, who rugby tackled Ronaldinho to the floor and treated him to what Sam knew in his homeland as a 'bundle'. He chuckled to himself, it was a magical moment and it sent morale through the roof.

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Brazil vs. Canada

Saturday 31st January 2015

North American Gold Cup Quarter Final

Gillette Stadium, Foxboro

The winners of this Quarter Final would go on to face a very talented Mexican side, who had despatched El Salvador without much trouble. No doubt Chivas striker Arturo Ruiz would be looking to cause me more nightmares. But first we ourselves had to get past Canada, which was easier said than done. Leicester's Iain Hume had had a fantastic World Cup and continued to do a great job up front for the Canadians. Atiba Hutchinson captained the side and he is a great midfield player, also not forgetting star man Jonathan de Guzman who would be a tricky player for the defence to handle. But aside from veterans, Canada fielded a number of rising stars. 21 year old central defender James Fletcher is tipped for big things and I doubt he will stay at Vancouver for long.

Evandro Roncatto made his first appearance in the tournament whilst Rafael Mendoza returned at right back. It took a while for us to settle down but it was Chelsea midfielder Anderson who had the first chance, the ball clattering against the crossbar after a venomous shot. Wellington also tested the Canadian keeper with a few stinging shots that were well saved. It looked as though we wouldn't get a breakthrough in the first half but that all changed when Evandro Roncatto found himself in acres of space a slotted a well placed finish beyond the keeper. That sent us in at the break with a 1-0 lead.

Canada responded well in the second half and Celtic midfielder Jacob Lensky should have equalised early on. But then came a spell of about half an hour where neither side created many chances. The game was settled with around 15 minutes remaining, Agnaldo showing great chest control, bursting in the area and finishing with a low drive. The winger is repaying the faith I had in selecting him for my first squad.

So Canada in the end provided no shocks, but they are team with a bright future and I fully expect to be competing against them in the next World Cup.

Starting XI: Barbosa, Mendoza, Felipe, Castan©, Jorge, Arouca, Moises, Agnaldo, Anderson, Wellington, Roncatto

Used Subs: Itaqui

Final Score: Brazil 2-0 Canada

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Brazil vs. Mexico

Thursday 4th February 2015

North American Gold Cup Semi Final

Arrowhead Stadium, Kansas City

Mexico had taken the bold step of selecting their strongest possible squad for this tournament and like us, pressure was mounting back home for results. Chivas striker Arturo Ruiz is a lethal finisher as I have discovered on numerous occasions in my club management career, he would need to be watched very carefully by the defence. Kerlon and Itaqui returned to the side for this Semi Final match, taking the places of Arouca and Evandro Roncatto. Aside from that it was a largely unchanged side from the one that defeated Canada in the Quarter Final.

But the Mexicans were far away a different class from the other teams in the tournament, a talented young squad that possessed world class players and straight away we knew this would be our toughest test yet. Arturo Ruiz took the initiative early on and forced a smart save from Barbosa. The Mexicans didn't let up in their attack and Espanyol midfielder Miguel Alvarado flashed a shot past Barbosa's near post.

Ruiz and Giovani dos Santos went close as a first half entirely dominated by Mexico drew to a close, we were fortunate to go in at 0-0.

The second half was a slight improvement as we began to settle down finally, Wellington squandering a great chance to give us the lead. Kerlon then forced a great save out of Ochoa as the dominance began to shift in our favour. Anderson blazed a volley over the bar when he should have scored and I started to wonder whether this would be our night, we just couldn't seem to finish anything.

The last 15 minutes heralded a Mexican come back and with around 10 minutes remaining, Barbosa was called upon to make two excellent saves. Anderson wasted another opportunity allowing the Mexicans to counter attack, it left us paralysed at the back and somehow Arturo Ruiz found a yard of space to slot past Brabosa with just 6 minutes to go.

Mexico then turned ultra defensive trying to hang on to the lead, their tactics stalled precious time and we only had one opportunity to equalise, Kerlon through on goal but having his shot tipped onto the post by Ochoa. The final whistle blew and the Mexicans were victorious, my first tournament ending in failure.

Starting XI: Barbosa, Mendoza, Felipe, Castan©, Jorge, Itaqui, Moises, Anderson, Agnaldo, Wellington, Kerlon

Used Subs: Arouca, Ramon

Final Score: Brazil 0-1 Mexico

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After taking such a strong side to the Gold Cup, returning home from America trophyless was a real dissapointment. A much changed side defeated Costa Rica 2-0 in the Third Place Play Off as Mexico went on to claim the trophy. However, there was now a lengthy break until Brazil's next matches, the Confederations Cup in the Summer. That was a trophy that Sam knew his team would have to do well in. They would have the opportunity to play European champions Portugal as well as potential matches against Holland and long time rivals Argentina. It looked set to be a fantastic tournament.

Sam still resided in the luxurious apartment situated on Ilha de Santa Catarina. He had gotten so used to the surroundings during his 7 year tenure at Hermann Aichinger that it felt more of a home than anywhere in England. When he had accepted the national job, he saw no reason to re-locate to Rio or São Paulo. It also meant that he could easily go and watch several Hermann Aichinger matches.

When he got home, the phone rang. It was Wolfgang, the two still remained very close friends.

"Sam, how are things? Sorry about the Mexico game, you never deserved to lose like that"

"Yeah I know, we have to move on though. No point worrying about such an insignificant tournament. How's things your end?"

"Well, something has come up and I think you ought to know. Have you been watching the news recently?"

"I'm too busy these days mate. Why? What's up?"

"12 NPD members are due to stand trial in Berlin over the next 6 months or so. We are going to be called over there as witnesses."

"Jesus Christ! We could be in deeep sh*t here."

"How?"

"Well there are certain things that we know and have done that could incriminate us. Like knowing about the fabricated document that put them in jail and killing their henchmen!"

"All they will ask us about, will be the night Heinrich was killed and the crash."

"We don't even know for certain the crash was anything to do with them."

"We don't, but others do. This is all very complicated, but all we have to do is give evidence and justice will be done. This will all be over Sam."

"I hope you're right."

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Robinho earns a re-call as Cox introduces new faces, including Turkish based pair

The Brazil squad for the upcoming Confederations Cup in Canada was announced last night, with the return of one man stealing the headlines. 30 year old Real Madrid striker Robinho returns to the Brazil squad after a nine month absence. The striker who has amassed 100 caps for his country has only played once for the English manager, in the 2-2 draw with World Champions Holland. He was then dropped from the squad for the friendly against Spain and from the Gold Cup, it was widely rumoured that he would never play for Brazil again. However, manager Sam Cox was insistant that he would consider re-calling Robinho and he proved that to be the case last night.

"Robinho is a vastly experienced player and I think that is what we lacked in the Gold Cup. He is unlikely to start in the opener against Morocco, but I hope he will do a job for us and give us the edge in a potential extra time situation, where an experienced head is needed."

FC Bayern pair Fred and Evandro Roncatto have been dropped to make way for Robinho's return and for the inclusion of uncapped Corinthians striker Raphael. An established striker in the First Division, Raphael has recently been showing glimpses of his full potential and the 22 year old has been rewarded with a trip to Canada.

20 year old River Plate keeper Carlos replaces Leonardo as No. 2 behind Barbosa. But the main inclusions to the squad are Galatasaray central defender Mauricio and Fenerbahce midfielder Souza. Both aged 23, their performances in Europe for their Turkish sides has caught the eye of brazil manager Sam Cox and both have been included with Souza tipped to start against Morocco.

Brazil Squad for Confederations Cup

-Barbosa (Corinthians)

-Carlos (River Plate)

-Felipe (Corinthians)

-Felipe (Juventus)

-Leandro Castan (Schalke 04)

-Jorge (Porto)

-Anderson (Parma)

-Mauricio (Galatasaray)

-Rafinha (Deportivo la Coruna)

-Rafael Mendoza (Atletico Paranaense)

-Moises (Hermann Aichinger)

-Anderson (Chelsea)

-Agnaldo (Santos)

-Arouca (Atletico Mineiro)

-Itaqui (Fluminense)

-Souza (Fenerbahce)

-Ramon (São Paulo)

-Tcho (Roma)

-Kerlon (Corinthians)

-Raphael (Corinthians)

-Robinho (Real Madrid)

-Wellington (Hermann Aichinger)

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Helmut sat in the maximum security wing of the Munich prison waiting for a guard to bring him his monthly reading material, it was the only luxury he received. Once a month a thick, dust covered book would be dropped onto his bed, usually the most boring titles, 'Advanced Quantam Physics' and other such mind numbing pieces of work. He could rarely make head nor tail of any of the books, but when all priveliges are stripped from you, it doesn't really matter. Plus, it was good exercise for his mind. Prisons such as this were more than capable of driving a man insane and Helmut would be damned if he would be reduced to such an undignified state. It seemed unlikely that he would be locked up for much longer, but it wouldn't be the dramatic return to power he had previously envisaged. His subordinates on the outside had totally ruined his plan and got themselves arrested. Helmut put it down to sloppiness at letting the British and Americans listen in on them, but he was guessing that whatever crucial piece of evidence they ould be using was fake. The accusations were true of course but Helmut knew they had been too careful to let themselves be tried. So 12 of his former colleagues had joined him in prison and there they had stayed for around 6 months. But now a trial at The Hague had been arranged and it was the end of the line for the NPD, Helmut knew his fellow party members would get lengthy prison sentences, maybe life for a few. As for him, he wouldn't be suprised if the gallows awaited him. He was the big catch and this new evidence would make his existing life sentence seem very lenient indeed.

It was a different guard that brought him his latest book, odd because Helmut thought he knew everyone who worked in this section of the prison. The guard handed him the book, Helmut glanced at the cover.

Nineteen Eighty Four by George Orwell

It was a battered old copy and it wasn't translated into German, fortunately Helmut's English was fluent. Helmut flipped open the book and began to read the first page. As he did so, he noticed that on the inside of the front cover, a small capsule had been taped on to it. Without showing any reaction he slowly removed the capsule which turned out to contain a small pill, undoubtedly cyanide. Someone had offered him the chance to end his life in defiance. He sat for hours contemplating whether to end it all, after all he was either going to be executed or at best stay here for the rest of his natural life. For the first time in his life he looked skyward and said a small prayer as he moved the cyanide tablet towards his mouth and with one last glance around and a deep breath, he bit down on the pill.

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Brazil vs. Morocco

Wednesday 24th June 2015

Confederations Cup Group A

Commonwealth Stadium, Edmonton

I had no idea what to expect of African champions, Morocco. All I knew was that it would be a very tough encounter, Bordeaux striker Marouane Chamakh in particular would be the danger man on the Moroccan team. I handed out two new caps, Raphael joined his club colleague Kerlon up front and Fenerbahce midfielder Souza was given a debut.

It was plain to see this would be an open game pretty much straight from kick off, as practically the first time we got the ball it resulted in a goal. Ramon was the architect playing a perfect ball for Raphael to slip in behind the last defender, the debutant firing low past the keeper with a chillingly clinical finish, making it 1-0 after just 2 minutes. However, the Moroccans almost made an immediate response. Adil Chihi blazing a free header over the bar when he really should have buried it. But it was turning out to be a dream debut for Raphael as he collected aflick on from Kerlon and found himself once more, one on one with the keeper. Again, he made no mistake by sliding the ball past the keeper for 2-0. He almost had a hat-trick when he flashed a volley barely inches wide.

But then came a brilliant comeback from the Moroccans. Chihi supplying a brilliant diagonal ball for Chamakh to control and then fire past Barbosa, making the score 2-1. But Chamakh was by no means finished. Straight from the re-start, Morroco retained possession and mounted another raid on our defence. Karim Benzema rifled a low pass into Chamakh who steadied himself for a shot. He blasted a curling and dipping effort from 25 yards that had Barbosa totally beaten and suddenly in the space of two minutes it was level at 2-2.

Just five minutes later we restored our lead, Raphael flashing a ball across the goalmouth for Kerlon to tap in and make it 3-2. Five goals in the space of 25 minutes, it was shaping up to be an epic match. Our two goal cushion was restored just before half time. Aganldo on the edge of the 18 yard box on the right wing blasting a thunderous drive that just crept under the crossbar. 4-2 at the break.

The amazing goalscoring of the first half for some reason could not be repeated in the second and the match became scrappy and not as fluid. Morocco had a few chances but in the end it finished 4-2.

Starting XI: Barbosa, Felipe, Castan©, Rafinha, Jorge, Souza, Anderson, Agnaldo, Ramon, Kerlon, Raphael

Used Subs: None

Final Score: Brazil 4-2 Morocco