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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. Join my discord channel and let's have fun together... link below, https://discord.com/invite/QpbCdNZW

Sphire1707 · Sports
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Vs Rio Ave VIII

The clock was slowly running down and there were only 15 minutes left of the 90 minutes for the match, but neither of the two teams had managed to cause any changes to the scoreline.

That was not to say that the two teams were in a boring deadlock… in fact, it was quite the opposite.

They had been charging at each other and the constant shots they sent at each other did not just have the players under constant tension, this extended to everyone else within the stadium.

The fans of both teams were not even able to sit down due to how fast and how often the ball flew from end to end and they were already certain to wake up tomorrow with sore throats as they were shouting themselves hoarse already and this was almost guaranteed to continue till the last minute.