Perceptive“Mr Leonard!” exclaimed Jarrod when his old agent answered the phone on the second ring. Jarrod was once again in his ‘office’, ready to drive home.
“Oh, Jarrod, such a pleasure to hear from you,” said Mr Leonard. “Are you settling back into life in Darlington?”
“Darlington is fantastic. There’s always a but though.”
“Right …?”
“I have an opportunity to return to Australia.”
“An opportunity?” enquired Mr Leonard. “You coming to play for Sydney FC?”
“No, no, it’s a … er … business opportunity, but I would still want to play football at a good level.”
“Well, there’s a change of direction I never saw coming,” said Mr Leonard. “I had you down as someone who would move into TV punditry. And then after you’re fully qualified, off into coaching.”
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