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Hinchas y Jugadores Xtra - Córdoba with Pedro Aljama (16th May, 2017)

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How long have you been a fan of Córdoba and what made you support them in the first place?

I have been supporting Córdoba for more than 25 years - as I have lived in Córdoba since I was 3. I am a shareholder (albeit a very small stake) and even though I live today in Madrid for work reasons, I go to see as many live matches as I can.

Given the transfer windows and the squad that was assembled at the start of the season, is Córdoba where you want it to be?

This season there have been discrepancies between the management and supporters due to the zero investment policy. Last summer we sold Florin Andone (Deportivo de la Coruña) and Fidel (Almería) for around 5M€, however the club has spent 0€ in signing new replacements.

However, new arrivals like Juli, Rodri, and Lara, while they are good players, the team has not performed like in the previous year. The consequence is supporters blaming managers for not spending accordingly.

Are there any talented youngsters at the club that you expect to have a big future?

The second team (Cordoba B) is in the 2ªB division and they are mid-table. There good young players: Moha Traoré, Sebas Moyano, Quiles, Javi Galán and they have also performed in the first team.

The club policy seems to be fostering young players to achieve results in the long term, and having a small squad to allow emerging youngsters to participate in the first team every weekend.

If you could make one realistic signing for Córdoba this summer who would it be?

If I could sing a player this summer, it would be someone like Naranjo, Roger (Levante), Charles (Málaga),...a quality striker, essentially.

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