Spoiler alert, another MOMENTOUS DECISION lies ahead of us! But we'll get to that. Last time, Joe Hardman's Livingston FC pulled off something of a Houdini act, staying up in the Scottish Premiership after having spent most of the season gravitating between the direct relegation and playoff spots.
For the 2027-28 season, we are still considered one of the weaker teams in the league, with Livingston expected to finish 11th, the playoff spot that we escaped from at the end of last season. Our captain Penrice has left the club, but Zac Ashworth is already a good replacement for him in the left-back position. Nouble is no longer the biggest, heaviest hulk of a man in the league, but it's a close call.
Our striker Bruce Anderson is the new contract rebel: his deal will expire at the end of the season, and he has already announced that he wants to let it run out and look for a new challenge. Unfortunately, he rather overestimates his own value. He's been wasteful in front of goal last season, missing several sitters that, if they had gone in, would have made our relegation struggle a lot easier. His biggest strength is rather his pressing ability, and this is how we've used him in our tactic so far. More than a few times, he's robbed a hesitant central defender and laid the ball off to a team-mate, or scored himself. This is the best offer we get for him:
Although it's not terrible, Joe Hardman and his staff balk at the idea of having Bruce playing for a direct competitor in our league. What if he finds his goalscoring form, and this makes the difference between us and them? The optional future fee would be good, but there is nothing requiring St Johnstone to use it. And why should they, if they can just try to sign him on a free?
"Fuck it, he can stay for now. But he'd better start scoring. And we need to scout a replacement for him next season."
Some of our bench players also start getting twitchy, like our second right-back, who has the misfortune of being behind Carl Johnston, who never seems to get injured. Joe Hardman lets the squad deal with this upstart. Actual footage of the team persuading him to drop his concerns:
We later ship him off to Tranmere on loan.
We easily see off the League Cup group stage, the glorified pre-season. Bonnyrigg Rose are in the Lowland League (5th tier), Partick Thistle in the Championship (2nd), and the other two opponents are in the League Two (4th). Although this weaker opposition does not allow us to draw too many conclusions, at least we find our goalscoring form.
Nouble sustains a hip injury just at the end of last season, so his absence was mostly during the summer break. He makes his return in style. Unfortunately, we suffer more injuries in the pre-season and early stages of the actual season. We've been emphasising the physical aspect to get the players as fit as possible. Our fitness coach has been whipping these lads into shape, but we may have gone too far in a few places. At least those who survive will come out of the gates like this:
Expectations are low, and so is our budget. Our new signing Campbell, who has been specifically promised to be allowed to play as a ball-winning midfielder ("Just as long as he doesn't become a ball-losing midfielder" - Joe Hardman), is out injured, but winger Middleton and defending midfielder Carse play. Nouble pays off our faith in him at Queen's Park, who saved our bacon on the final day of last season:
We start with 3 points! Let's hope this doesn't become an isolated incident like last season!
The squad is now fully behind the manager, and lack of seniority or reputation is no longer a concern. Although there were some hairy moments around Christmas last season, Joe Hardman has now brought discipline to the squad, and they are showing an incredible motivation and togetherness.
We are not really developing any youngsters. Carse shouldn't really be in the column on the left here, as he is already firmly establishing himself. The other early-20s players are all of a high enough calibre that they can compete in the Scottish Premiership from day one. We simply don't have time to bring young players in carefully. Everyone has to stand and be counted in the relegation battle right away. And in any case, the youth setup is not good enough to produce youngsters for anything other than the bench or to be loaned out.
Our goalie George asserts himself as a leader in the dressing room.
We offload Musah to Dynamo Kyiv. Alternatively, he can supplement his income by killing Orcs in the Ukrainian Foreign Legion.
McCausland becomes our second right-winger, to compete with Krauhaus. It's a bit of a gamble to make him our best-paid player. He may not immediately become a first-team player, and he doesn't have the best technique. But other than that, he's pretty good on the ball. The main thing is that his best role is "Inside Forward", and the theory of our tactic is that both the target man on the left and the pressing forward in the centre tend to hold up the ball a bit more, making space for runners to come in and run at the defence and/or finish. So it helps to have one guy who can play in this way, as opposed to either an orthodox winger or an inverted one. Or a playmaker on the flank, which is what Krauhaus really is, although we haven't used him in that role so far.
When we signed Campbell, we promised to play him in a central midfield position with a ball-winning midfielder role. That's right guys, I still fuck this up sometimes after many seasons: I click too quickly and forget to disable such promises when negotiating with a player or his agent. We also promised to reinforce the coaching team, which the board are thankfully willing to grant, and to strengthen the defence. Here I fucked up: I assumed just bringing in a decent loan signing in defence was enough, so we signed Brandon Hamilton and Will Armitage on loan, both decent players at left-back and centre-back, respectively, but probably little more than back-ups. But it doesn't list the promise as being fulfilled, and now we're over wage budget again, so we decide "fuck it", let's have Campbell have two of his three promises. To rebalance the midfield, we bring in Carse, former Celtic B player. The tactic gains a few more acronyms as it becomes the DLP-BWM-WTF. In its best formation (and with good link-ups after several games) it looks like this:
It tweaks the basic tactic that we started using last season: the playmaking duties go to the DM, while the right CM position becomes a ball-winning midfielder on support, meaning that he will be trying to win the ball higher up the pitch as part of our pressing. This should make us very difficult to break down in midfield, as there will always be one guy in front of the defence, but he is also a good passer. If he doesn't do things like this in the League Cup game against lowly League 1 side Ayr:
With 10 men, we lose the lead and the game goes all the way to penalties:
Thankfully, we don't get upset by the 3rd-tier side as George stops two penalties.
Against Hibernian, we take the lead, but our new boy Armitage first completely misses his interception, allowing their Danish striker Mikkel Kaufmann to score, and then, in the 81st minute, he gets the ball in defence. Despite being under no pressure whatsoever and having several easy passing options, he dallies on the ball, allows Kaufmann to steal his lunch, and the Dane scores again. After the game, we tell him he has to do better, but he asserts that he's actually playing some of the best football of his life. I wish I had screenshots of all this, because it's just too funny.
"Well, if he feels that way, he can play the best football of his life from the bench. What a cunt!"
Honestly, it's bad scouting on our part. Although he's not a bad defender, his "Decisions" and "Vision" ratings are atrocious. That's the only reason I can imagine why he would just give away possession completely unnecessarily.
Campbell gets pissed off as predicted, but he'll have to get over it.
Anderson wants to leave now and wants to be transfer listed at an asking price that he feels is fair for his market value, somewhere between £1M-2M. We say "Sure!" because we know the reality:
Nouble is again out of contention for a long period because of another hip injury:
Seems like he's looking at a hip replacement at a pretty young age.
We win against Hearts, which I think is our first upset win against a much bigger team since Joe Hardman took over at Livingston, but then go on 5 league games without a win. One silver lining is that we beat Kilmarnock in the League Cup quarter-final. Can we go all the way?
In October, our league form improves with emphatic wins against St Johnstone and Queen's Park. In the League Cup semi-final, we play a much bigger side, Aberdeen. A very progressive club, Aberdeen are willing to play this guy even though he once sodomised a pig's head:
McCausland is proving himself increasingly useful as the season goes on, and this semi-final is no exception! Aberdeen come back to 1-1, but find us very tough to break down, and another cup game goes to penalties!
Shamal George humiliates Aberdeen by not only stopping two of their penalties, but holding them in his hands!
We're into the final against Rangers! Will Joe Hardman add another League Cup of a Celtic country to his cabinet?
If our league form is anything to go by, the answer is yes! This time around, we're not just beating fellow relegation candidates, but we're killing giants!
Joe Hardman's reputation in the game is growing steadily.
Campbell thinks the defence is good enough after all.
We don't beat Celtic, but we give them another very frustrating day in the office at the Tony Macaroni Arena. One does not just walk into these pizza walls. Obviously the players had pasta all'arrabbiata for lunch, because we tackle superbly and hold them back, with more than a bit of luck involved too.
Our results so far:
Heart of Midlothian are 1-0 ahead when Thomas-Asante gets his second yellow card, and Livingston go on attack. But the game is not decided until Armitage comes in and first heads in a free kick, and then a corner.
"I always said he was a good'un!"
Ross County's striker Jonjoe Drench scores from this pass. I spent ages replaying this moment wondering why VAR didn't do an offside check. Then when I was making this post, I thought I'd check the offside rule to see if I was missing anything. Turns out it's not offside if it's still on their half.
Yeah, there's that high defensive line for you, lol.
No harm done as we win the game 3-1, with much sharper finishing than we've seen last season! We briefly enter 5th place, although some of the teams behind us have games in hand.
Then the day finally comes: the League Cup final against
Glasgow Raisins. On the last training day, we devote one morning to what could be our secret weapon: penalties. We also use part of the match focus session for penalties until Shamal knows all of Rangers' penalty takers' moves by heart. With 34,000 fans, Hampden Park is not exactly packed for this lesser cup final, and of course the Rangers fans outnumber ours 2-to-1. But we've shown in the league we can beat them on a good day!
The game is incredibly well-balanced in the chilly December rain. We go behind due to Danilo, a Brazilian forward who has the distinction of having played for both Ajax and Feyenoord before joining Rangers. He taps in a low cross. But four minutes later, McCausland scores a near-identical goal on a low cross from Middleton! The game goes into extra time. Both sides get opportunities, although Rangers are beginning to get the better of the match. VAR disallows a goal by them due to an obvious offside that the linesman missed. So once again, there's only one way to settle this. Will all the hard work on penalties on the training ground pay off?
Yes it does! Shamal George is the hero again, stopping three shots, including the last one by Dutchman Mitchel Bakker. The players are off the bench, joined by the entire staff! It's the second League Cup in Livingston's history, as they won it before in 2004, and were runners-up in 2021.
Although it's not the most prestigious cup, and doesn't give us any European qualification, it's still a fine piece of silverware, and £236k transferred to the club's account.
In the league, we have already won 7 games, the same amount of wins that we got in the entire previous season, of which three were in the final relegation group stage. Our goal difference is also positive, although only just. As hard as we sometimes find it to score, our defence has become a lot better, as we've conceded fewer goals than any team except the top four. Basically, on this performance, we're almost guaranteed to stay in the league, and the real question is: how much higher can we go?
During the wild celebrations of the League Cup victory, the chairman's signature somehow finds its way on a piece of paper that says: "i john ward, chairman of livingstone fc, do hereby grant permishun for joe hardman 2 study for his uefa a licence and will transfer £3,000 to pay for the course".
Athough we haven't been spam-applying for other jobs recently, our assistant Susan Dublin has been putting out feelers here and there. During the autumn, we've interviewed with both Sheffield Wednesday and Sheffield United, but neither wanted Joe Hardman in the end.
"Well, Sheffield can go hang then."
The biggest job interview however is with Fulham F.C., who are currently at the bottom of the English Premier League and have sacked their manager since 2025, Scotsman Nick Montgomery, whose only prior experience was with Central Coast Mariners based in Gosford, New South Wales, Australia. Obviously they like to take risks. But now, Fulham are in big doodoo:
With 1 win, 5 draws and 12 defeats from 18 games, Fulham are in 20th place and have the second-worst defensive record. Even if they climb up a position or two, there is no relief, because in the Premier League, the bottom three teams all get relegated straight away. There are no playoffs or any other divine intervention here. You have to go up to 17th or better.
Still, Joe Hardman doesn't expect much when he makes the trip to West London. On the morning of his departure, he realises that the only suit that he owns, which he wore to a cousin's wedding years before, is all crumpled and smelly after having been stored in a cardboard box in the basement of his new home in Livingston for over a year. The only clean clothes he has are a Livingston FC tracksuit, and a white one. To be as incognito as possible, Joe picks the neutral white tracksuit, and boards the train from Edinburgh Waverley to King's Cross, and gets on the tube from there.
From Putney Bridge tube station, it's just a short walk along the River Thames, past All Saints Church and Fulham Palace, to see Archibald Leitch's façade of the holy ground, Craven Cottage. Half expecting to be met by a secretary or perhaps the director of football, Joe instead recognises the walrus moustache and long hair:
Shahid Khan, the billionaire automotive supplies magnate. Born in Lahore, Pakistan in 1950, he studied Engineering in the USA. In the 80s, he bought the company Flex-n-Gate where he worked, and started supplying bumpers to Toyota. Over time, he grew the company into one of the largest suppliers of auto parts in the world. His rags-to-riches story is considered an example of the American Dream. His sporting ventures include an NFL team, the Jacksonville Jaguars, and the pro wrestling promotion team, All Elite Wrestling. But in the UK, he is most well-known for buying Fulham FC from Mohamed Al Fayed for a rumoured sum of £150–200 million in 2013. Now, he shakes the hand of Joe Hardman, who suddenly feels very underdressed in his tracksuit. Smelling like a man smells after a 5-hour train ride from Edinburgh, from head to toe, everything about Joe Hardman does not belong at this club, where a nice play by the opposition still gets a polite applause from the home fans.
A typical back-and-forth team, Fulham were relegated from the Premier League in 2026, promoted back in 2027, and now find themselves once again teetering on the brink of relegation. Khan calmly conducts the interview as his secretary eagerly takes notes. He's been here before. When he took over Fulham, he sacked Martin Jol, then replaced him with René Meulensteen, and then replaced Meulensteen with Felix Magath, all in one season. He has seen them come and go, and made plenty of mistakes over the years.
"So, Mr Hardman, I understand you want to be our new fireman?"
"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand."
"Our fireman! The man who comes in and saves a club when it's on fire! Don't look so surprised. We've seen your record, sir. We've seen you taking Livingston from dead and buried, to the top half of the table within one year! The only thing is, we've never seen you do it in England. What makes you think you're qualified for us?"
"To be honest, I wouldn't mind going back to England. I just never expected it to be at a club like this. But I've already shown I can adapt to any circumstances, at any level, and get results."
"In sports, you don't just need results. You need a story. Did you know I also manage American wrestlers? Big guys, in spandex, pretending to beat each other up. A beautiful game. People love it because of the characters, because of the stories. We did not just see you win results. We've seen you play more and more attractive possession football. Our fans are refined people. They want to see a beautiful game over a glass of wine and charcuterie.
"That's not really my scene. Any team that I manage, the first thing that happens is the players will learn discipline, they'll learn to work hard. They'll learn to make the opposition fear coming to our stadium. Whatever tactic we play is a result of the quality of the players at the club."
"But that's the beauty of it. A pugnacious, old-fashioned English bulldog who restores a team's pride and confidence, before getting them to play attractive football. You don't fool me, Mr Hardman. You are more refined than you yourself realise. If I thought you were another Felix Magath, I would not have made you spend the entire day travelling here from Scotland. Will you keep us in the Premier League?"
"I can only promise my blood, sweat and tears. I know Fulham go back and forth a lot, but you are not Derby County or Huddersfield or Sheffield United or any of those other teams that find themselves way over their heads in the Premier League. There is something to work with here, I'm sure."
"Would a transfer budget of £18.75 million and a wage budget of £9.14 million per month be enough for you to turn this around?"
"I think that would be reasonable."
Khan reaches over and offers his hand.
"I thank you for your time, Mr Hardman. We'll be in touch."
In truth, Joe has no idea whether the budget would be enough. At Livingston, the transfer budget has only ever been in the low six figures. £18 million means no more or less to him than £1.8 million, or £180 million for that matter. They are all astronomical amounts of money. But in the Premier League, is it really more than a pittance?
Although not a living soul in all of London would have recognised the manager of Livingston FC on the District Line, a rumour about Hardman moving to Fulham still hits the news. Perhaps Livingston have been approached for compensations, and they leaked the news themselves, to embarrass Fulham into pulling out of appointing a manager unknown in the English Premier League? In any case, the next leak is that Fulham have also approached Bournemouth manager Des Buckingham, and the Hardman rumours soon die down. But the bookies seem to know something the media don't:
In other words, you would get £11 plus your £2 stake for every £2 you bet on Joe Hardman becoming Fulham manager, in the event that it does happen.
We ignore the storm for now and win 1-0 at St Mirren. At Kilmarnock, injury time is rather crazy:
Our results until Christmas:
The Scottish Premiership table after 20 games:
McCausland is our club top scorer, with 7 goals and 1 assist in 17 games, although he only started in 11. What an acquisition he's turning out to be! Middleton, Byers, Johnston, Krauhaus and Campbell all contribute assists.
On the morning of the day before Christmas, Joe's personal assistant, Susan Dublin, forwards an email from Fulham FC with the following comment:
hi joe,
pls find attached the contract frm fulham. don't forget me when u get rich, jk lol!!! happy x-mas joe!
luv,
susan
Joe rubs his eyes and looks at the email from Fulham again. It's right there: the contract in a PDF file with the Fulham FC logo and letterhead. A salary of £732,000 per annum. The sender address that ends in @fulhamfc.com. No strange spelling errors, no mention of Nigerian princes or exhortations to "take action now!" and send Bitcoin in order to continue. Just one real and authentic offer for him to sign on the dotted line and get rich by any normal definition in Joe's signature.
That evening, Joe wanders along the deserted streets of Livingston. Everyone is inside celebrating Christmas Eve, giving presents, pulling Christmas crackers and wearing little paper crowns. In the park, some youngsters have escaped the crushing embrace of family togetherness and are playing football. Joe watches them from a distance. Some of them are wearing replica kits of Rangers or even Liverpool. Only one is wearing the best-selling Livingston shirt, with number 9 and the name of Anderson on the back.
Joe was once a kid like this, dreaming of being a pro, a star. Although he ended up as a serviceable defensive midfielder for Bottlers United, respected and feared on the Sunday league pitches, he was never good enough to make a penny playing football. With no real education, he never wanted to be a scrounger, always willing to do any job that needed doing in the 21st-century service economy. There were always windows to be cleaned or sausage rolls to be baked. But in between jobs, he sometimes knew the ritual humiliation of applying for benefits. Getting a coaching licence was at first no different than getting a licence to drive a forklift, with only one difference: being on a football pitch with the lads was something Joe actually enjoyed. At Briton Ferry, he was able to make just enough money to earn his daily bread and pay the rent in the run-down town. After 3 and a half years, Livingston came along and lifted him right up into the middle class.
Now, Fulham come knocking with an offer that essentially says: "If you want to be rich beyond your wildest dreams, sign here." On the other hand, things are humming at Livingston, and we might even challenge for Europe this season.
So, shall we take Fulham up on their offer? Will Joe take charge of Fulham? Can he pull off the impossible again??? Or do we stay in Scotland?
For reference, Fulham's recent competitive record, general information, and current squad:
(That reminds me, if we're going to work here, we'll need some logo and kit packs to replace the fugly placeholder ones here - unlike the Welsh and Scottish leagues, the English Premier League Jews don't want to just let anyone use their kits and logos. When you buy FM on Steam, even some clubs' names will be fake, most notably Manchester United, although it's relatively easy to fix).
I'm wondering if FM puts its thumb on the scale a little bit to get more dramatic high-profile matches, title / relegation races etc. Or if it's all actually random and those just happen to form more lasting memories. I've had at least the following:
* Team firing on all cylinders, 8 points clear in the 1st place with 5 matches to go with an unbeaten streak stretching to the last season. Suddenly the form collapsed and I had to grind out a 2-1 victory with a debatable penalty shot against a relegation side on the last day to win the title.
* Total meltdown in the 2nd leg of a promotion playoff after a 3-0 away victory in the 1st leg. I think we lost 0-5 at home or something absurd like that.
* Turning around a 4-1 deficit in the CL semis
* Seeing a 3-1 lead against Real Madrid evaporate to a 3-3 draw in injury time only for my substitute centre back to strike a 30 metre free kick at the back of the net with his 11 Free Kicks and nonexistent Long Shots. Last kick of the match too.
* Epic collapse on the last day after going neck-to-neck with PSG all season:
Then again, these aren't too uncommon in real life either. The last few posts are great examples. They still remember in La Coruña when AC Milan came to town two decades ago with an impossible 1st leg lead and "heaven descended on Riazor" for one night. France-Argentina overtime was pure madness. Empoli stayed in Serie A with an injury time winner in the last match just this spring.
I really don't know enough about how things work, especially in recent years, to contribute to the whole "Is FM scripted?" debate. I think on a technical level, what you're seeing happening in the match engine is just the visual result of all kinds of numbers being run under the hood.
In past iterations of FM, I've also had tons of seasons where I pretty much ended up exactly where expected, or slightly above it. At some point I once won the CL with Ajax, then spent ages trying to replicate that success, but never did again. And looking at the teams I built, they tended to be exactly the kind of teams that could dominate the Eredivisie, but are typical CL round of 16 fodder. So the outcomes were usually 'fair' in that sense.
In real life you also sometimes see clubs bottle it in the most amazing ways. Liverpool being 5 points clear with 3 games to go in 2014, which is not exactly unassailable, but a reasonable person would expect that they would win it. And then Gerrard, with all his experience, literally slips up and the rest is history. Man United vs Bayern in the 1999 CL final: Basler 6', Sheringham 90+1', Solksjaer 90+3'. Absolutely incredible things do happen in football sometimes. I saw Ajax dominate all of 2009-2010, scoring 106 goals (35 by Luis Suarez), but losing the Eredivisie title because of one game against Sparta that ended 0-0, despite Ajax having like 40 shots, while FC Twente under Shteeve McClaren had a whole bunch of drab 1-0s and made few or no mistakes. The most disciplined and experienced defenders and midfielders sometimes make critical mistakes. The right-back who couldn't shoot on target if it were 4 metres wide, sometimes scores an aBsoLutE bElTeR!!!1111, usually against you in the 95th minute in FM and it's the first goal of his career.
I do know that in FM, the AI reacts to you to some extent, and this usually causes the famous mid-season slump. Let's say I take over an unfancied mid-table side, and I start knocking off some surprising wins against teams that were the favourites to win. What happens then is that future opponents start approaching the game more defensively, giving me less space. That's usually where the slump comes from. Another thing is when I'm playing FM with a big team, and things are going well all season, I also sometimes start to kinda play these games on autopilot. I start missing signals that I should pay attention to, and then inevitably things go wrong in Liverpool '14 style. This is why I'm loving playing this lower-league or relegation football, since you have to constantly pay attention and tweak to perform above and beyond.
I did notice with FM24 with Ajax that I ended up being drawn in the controversial new-format 2025 FIFA Club World Cup, and I ended up beating the likes of Man City and Barcelona and winning the tournament (which sadly barely earns you any money or plaudits). I thought perhaps they were playing B sides, but at Man City I did see guys like Haaland. And we were never that good in the CL as we were in that Club World Cup. I must admit that did raise an eyebrow.