The Whispering War of Ten Hag & Xhaka…
Once upon a time in the kingdom of Bayer Leverkusen, Erik ten Hag, the silent sorcerer of football tactics, cast a spell of unintended silence on his new team. Our man Ten Hag, the maestro who once orchestrated the Red Devils like Beethoven on matchday, has found himself in a pickle with his midfield magician, Granit Xhaka. Eyewitnesses say Ten Hag’s communication was quieter than a mouse tiptoeing on cotton balls, leaving Xhaka with ears wide but channels silent. And thus, like a ship lost at sea, Xhaka set his sails back to the land of the Premier League!
Rumor has it that Sunderland, the phoenix rising from the Championship’s ashes, are about to snag Xhaka from under Ten Hag’s furrowed brows for a whopping £17 million. The deal is so close you can smell the ink of the contract creeping into the ledger. Meanwhile, Ten Hag is reportedly grumbling like a groundhog disturbed from its winter slumber, for Xhaka’s exit is as unwelcome as a red card in the 90th minute.
In his defense, Ten Hag declared his undying affection for Xhaka’s midfield craft as if he were serenading him with an out-of-tune ukulele. Alas! The departure was like a dubious penalty call — heartbreaking and divisive. Ten Hag, now reportedly tighter than a drum with his squad, insists that letting Xhaka slip through his fingers was like watching his favorite hat fall into the ocean. “He’s our captain,” he might have yelled to the winds of destiny, but Xhaka’s boots were already striding towards the English shores, Sunderland-bound. And so, the saga continues in the whimsical world of the football transfer carnival.
