Man, what did I find out today! Alex Băluță, that guy from FCSB who spent 3 months in America and 3 months in Turkey, is coming back to Romania. And he's not signing with some Super League team, as was rumored, but with Poli Timișoara, in the second league! Really, I didn't see that coming. But wait till you hear the story, it's crazier than a fourth division match.
So, the man left FCSB and said, 'Come on, boss, to America, to LAFC.' He stayed three months, played exactly 15 minutes, and that's it, they kicked him out. That's how it is, bro, when you want to act big across the Ocean. Then he signed in Turkey, at Boluspor, in the second league. He played eight matches, didn't score a single goal, and after three months they let him go. Now he's coming back home, to Timișoara. And he even left a message online: 'Thank you all... End of story.' What story? A six-month adventure that probably cost him as much as my house in Berceni.
But the coolest part is that Poli Timișoara, even though they're newly promoted to the second league, have big goals. Dan Alexa, the coach, is bringing in big names: Andrei Artean from U Cluj, Aurelian Chițu from Hermannstadt, Stephan Drăghici from Steaua, Ștefan Ștefanovici from Poli Iași, and Ovidiu Popescu from UTA Arad. These guys aren't messing around, bro. And Băluță is coming to join them. I'm thinking, with Brian, who dreams of becoming a footballer, and I see what a serious team means. Not like FCSB, which sells everyone.
Artean said he wants to take Poli to Liga I, because Timișoara hasn't been there in years. 'I am very happy and motivated!' he said. And Ovidiu Popescu said the same: 'I am happy to be back home... my personal goal is to promote in the first year.' That's how it's done, not with fuss and failures like in Turkey.
Now, what can I say? I'm happy for Timișoara, because they deserve a team in the first league. But also Băluță, if he has a good season, he can relaunch his career. Because he's not going to spend his whole career shuttling between continents. I'm going to give Brian a beer (dark, non-alcoholic, because he's small) and tell him: 'See, daddy's boy, that's how you build a career - with your head on your shoulders, not with stars across the Ocean.' In the meantime, I'll keep a spot at Fane's terrace, to see how the promotion goes.
