Discussion on Valencia Football Club Ownership

Right away. Let's see—

I had an offer from an investment fund—

Luis Sobrevilla claims that—

I, the only way I had to get access or to

get access, let's speak in

Spanish, to Valencia's owners,

was through these

people, who are friends of mine, who are friends of theirs.

I mean, no, no, I mean, I had the client.

And he gets in touch with me or gets in touch to…

There's client A.

Shh, shh, you're interrupting.

And he looks for B to help him speak with Lim.

Exactly.

Okay. Because the one who speaks with Lim

is a friend of Lim's.

Yes.

And his friend.

And my friend.

And she's Valencian.

She's Valencian.

Okay, so we have—

No, she's not Valencian.

She's from Albacete.

She's from Albacete.

Okay, there you go, there you go. See? Without writing anything down.

There's no script here, just what Trajo said. So what happens?

What happens?

Let's see, let's see.

No, the thing is, the thing is serious, because in the end, the ending of the

movie has an ending, which is that Lim isn't selling.

Of course, that's the issue.

Good title.

For a book by J. But he does have offers.

So, one day I get to Radio Sport, and he says to me:

I say, I ha— Luis, the way he talks, I say, “Man, I have a fund,”

right?

Yes.

I don't remember how that went—

But it seemed, it seemed.

Could you, could you arrange something

with Valencia so you could

talk to Lim? I said, “Me? Me?” Name one.

I manage Valencia. Manage Valencia yourself.

Anyway, a waste of time. I said, “Don't you know that Lim isn't sel—

I don't know, it's just that Lim isn't

selling. This is what we need to talk about.”

But I thought, I said, “Another, another one who comes with a fund, another…”

Valencian businessman to buy Valencia.

Well, he came from here, what’s the big deal? It was all true.

And I arrive, meet the guy, he doesn’t say anything to me

at all. I treat him very well, properly. You know, all that.

Great. With them—

He seated him in your office.

Great with them.

He let us into his office.

He says, “We’re going to eat at Fira, are you coming?” I say, “No, I’m staying,” and all that.

Anyway, I get home

and at exactly six in the evening, a man calls me

and says, “Hey,

you were on the radio, blah, blah, blah.”

He says, “Of course, he’s a very close friend of Lim’s son.”

And I thought it was a joke.

And I’m like, “What do you mean, he’s friends with…?” “Yeah, man, they went to a wedding together,

they went to

Ibiza, they went to I don’t know what.” I was just left…

Paralyzed.

Man, look at the state I’m in, walking the dog, I nearly hit those

signs they put on the sidewalk, I don’t know why they put them there.

I’m serious, you know?

I hit one.

“No Entry,” and instead of putting it where it belongs, they put it on the sidewalk.

And we—

And if you’re not careful, you’ll smash into the sign.

Anyway, now I’m coming to the show.

Next time, thorns for me.

But in the end, what’s the message?

Show it.

Lim doesn’t sell.

Show it, show it so they’ll post it for you.

Wait, she’s doing it with her little finger.

On social media. It’s from the boss, I suppose, right?

From the boss.

Yes.

They don’t send that to you, do they? Was it forwarded, or was it sent to you?

The, uh, person I was with today sent it to me.

Don’t say the name. Yeah, sure, that