Man, may my mother beat me if I ever thought I'd see something like this! I'm sitting at Fane's terrace sipping a coffee when I hear: Ioan Ovidiu Sabău is the new coach of Farul Constanța! No joke, bro, the former great international from the "Golden Generation" returns to the bench after a six-month break since leaving U Cluj. And listen to this: he signed for two years, at 25,000 euros a month! Can you believe it? Me, with my 2008 BMW, I struggle to make 500 lei a day on Bolt, and this guy pockets 25,000 euros monthly just to watch matches from the sidelines. For real, I'm thinking of quitting driving and becoming a coach, because apparently it pays well!
Now, let's get down to business. Sabău, 58, born in Câmpia Turzii, was a top footballer: 55 caps for the national team, 8 goals, played at the 1990 World Cup and Euro 1996. As a coach, he's been at Gaz Metan, Gloria Bistrița - there, in that county with Năsăud cheese and the Tihuța Pass, where foreigners buy mountains for peanuts - Poli Timișoara, FCM Târgu Mureș, Rapid, ASA Târgu Mureș, and U Cluj. Now he comes to Farul, replacing Flavius Stoican, the guy who saved the team from relegation after a playoff with Chindia Târgoviște. But wait, Stoican's tenure was a disaster: no wins, and he faced heavy criticism from minority shareholder Ciprian Marica. This Marica even attacked majority shareholder Gică Popescu, saying he wasn't consulted before bringing in Stoican. Oh man, it's a circus in Constanța, bro! It's like being at Untold, not at a football match.
And now, the question that haunts us all: will Sabău bring peace to the shareholder level? Will he make peace between Popescu and Marica? I say no, because in Constanța, the city where the Black Sea is a target and Neversea makes waves, scandals are like Dobrogean pies: always served fresh. But if you ask me, Sabău is an experienced coach, he's been through a lot, maybe he'll squeeze something out of this dimmed lighthouse. Now, stay calm, because the Romanian is smart and resourceful, only sometimes we get carried away by pompous statements and playoff plans on paper.
