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Greatest Of All Legends

“Who is the football GOAT?” A question that has been asked countless times in the last decade. Is it Cristiano Ronaldo or Lionel Messi? To be fair, the question actually depended on what one wanted from a player as they were two different people and they played differently from the other. This was also the case with every other legendary player to grace the game. As a diehard fan of the game, Jason Bolu also had someone he thought to be the goat, but unlike most people, he harbored the desire to not only become as great as them, but even greater than any legend that ever graced the game. He wanted to become the Greatest Of All Legends… the GOAL. Unfortunately, fate has never cared about people’s hopes and dreams, and just like every other unfortunate human, she hit him hard across the face with a broken reality and sent him flying in another direction from his goal, yet he didn’t give up and continually persevered but, in the end, he didn’t ever make it. He wasn’t even halfway near his goal. He thought it was over… but it wasn’t. He got another chance at his dreams, and this time he was going to do more than his best to achieve his dream. *disclaimer* There is no system or cheats, just plain hard work and a past life of experience.. Also, despite the use of real-life characters, places and things, this is an artistic creation in which things wouldn't be as they are in real life so don't be surprised at some things that are unrealistic and out of place e.g. exact details, attitude of characters etc. This is a slow-paced novel.

Sphire1707 · Sports
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251 Chs

A Disappointing Finals

**25th January 2020**

The day before…

After finishing his training he had dragged his tired legs to go wash up and change, not forgetting to leave his sweat-covered training attire for the staff in charge of handling them.

After washing and changing, he had walked alone out of the training complex, Mylo having left a long while ago.

Instead of heading straight back to his boarding, he had decided to go get something to eat, as well as meet Sofia while at it, so he had gone to the Miami restaurant.

He had eaten there and then spent the rest of his evening exploring the streets of Porto with Sofia, ignoring his legs throbbing in annoyance at his actions, but hey, the heart wants what it wants.

They had to bear with it.

He had only arrived back at his place at almost 10 pm and he had gone to sleep immediately.

This had led to him waking up quite late this morning, only leaving the warm embrace of his blanket at 6:30 am.