Mirror“Hello, Jarrod,” said Aurelio, once Jarrod had finally got round to answering his phone. “You’re ignoring me.”
“Not at all, Aurelio,” said Jarrod honestly. “Phone’s ringing hot.”
“I can imagine,” said his manager. “You weren’t going to tell me?”
“I assumed you knew,” said Jarrod, still being honest. “It was written into my contract. I guess it didn’t mention what the business venture was, only that I wouldn’t be able to commit to full-time training.”
“It’s certainly not what I expected,” said Aurelio.
“Sorry, boss,” said Jarrod.
“Promise me that it’s not going to get in the way of your football,” Aurelio continued. “I need to know that I can count on you.”
“When I signed that contract with South Melbourne,” said Jarrod, “I made that promise to you. I’m not ready to give up foo
