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The God Of Playmakers

"As a footballer, what do you desire the most?" For most footballers, the answer to that question was very simple, they all wanted the same thing. Besides the goalkeepers, they all wanted to score more goals and win more awards because that was the criteria used to judge the best players. However, Axel was different, just like every other footballer, he wanted to become one of the GOATs of the game if not the goat but he wanted to do it his own way. Why do all the great players and legends have so many goals compared to the assists and none of the so-called great playmakers has been able to reach five hundred assists while a good number of great goal scorers has crossed that number for goals? Is it because assists are harder to pull off compared to goals? No, it's because they are neglected. If most players were to choose between a goal and an assist, they would pick goals all the way but assists are just as important, they all lead to the same result which is contributing toward winning the game. If they are going to put goals ahead, then I am going to put assists ahead, I will surpass all their assists records and put an unbelievable gap between me and them. I will become the first player to reach an unimaginable number of assists, I will become the god of playmakers and no one will ever come close. **** This is my second attempt in trying to write a good football novel so please give this one a read, thank you.

Franklin_Nwakamma · Sports
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Chapter 91: When You Have A Famous Brother

Now that Victor had found what he was looking for, it was time for them to start heading home but since they drove past Axel's home to get to the jewelry store, Victor had to take him home first before making his way home.

Nothing was said between the two as Victor slowly drove down the road, that was until the midfielder suddenly got the urge to ask a question.

"I didn't know you were planning to give someone a present." He remarked before turning his gaze to Axel who had his eyes on the road the whole time.

"Well, I didn't know either," Axel responded without shifting his gaze.

"Is it for your sister?"

"My sister isn't home right now so no."

"Oh, who then? That other girl?"

"Probably, I might end up wearing it myself." He replied.

Victor could tell from the way he was replying that he really didn't want to talk about this so he let out a sigh before returning his attention to the road.