Jake sat in his office, the glow of his laptop screen illuminating the room. The night had stretched longer than expected, but there was still work to be done. He leaned back in his chair, exhaling before pulling up the system.
"Show me available staff and scouts."
A second later, a list appeared, neatly categorized. Three goalkeeping coaches. One attacking coach. One defensive coach. Three scouts.
Jake's eyes moved down the list, analyzing the profiles. The system wasn't just throwing names at him—it was filtering the best available options that matched his philosophy.
His phone vibrated, but he ignored it. He was locked in now.
First, the coaches.
He needed people who wouldn't just fill a position but actually improve the squad. The goalkeeping department was the biggest priority—Okafor had been outstanding, but if Bradford wanted to compete in Europe, he needed specialists working with him.
