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The Next Big Thing

"Football isn't just a game"—it's life. For 16-year-old David Jones, football is more than a sport; it's an escape, a calling, and the only thing that makes sense in a world full of challenges. The electric thrill of scoring a last-minute winner, the roar of the crowd—it’s the closest thing to freedom he knows. But David's journey is far from simple. Blessed with extraordinary talent yet burdened by fiery anger, he’s fighting battles on and off the pitch. Growing up as the son of a Nigerian immigrant and a British mother, David navigates the pressures of cultural expectations, the weight of his own ambitions, and the scrutiny of a sport that demands perfection. Passion drives him forward, but his temper holds him back. Can he channel his emotions and prove himself worthy of being football's next big star? David Jones: The Next big thing is a gripping coming-of-age story about resilience, identity, and the unrelenting pursuit of dreams. Disclaimer: This work is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All trademarks, brand names, and other proprietary rights mentioned or depicted are the property of their respective owners and are used for illustrative purposes only. This work is not affiliated with or endorsed by any brand, company, or individual mentioned. All rights reserved to their respective owners.

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A Mentor's Dilemma

Wayne Rooney sat on the plush couch in his spacious Derby home, eyes half-closed as the noise of running feet thundered through the house. His four boys, a rowdy squad aged 11 to 4, were in full chaos mode, racing around the living room and shouting at the top of their lungs.

"I'm Naruto! Rasengan!" one of the twins bellowed, spinning wildly with a pillow in hand.

"No way! I'm Luffy! Gomu Gomu no..." another shouted, leaping from the couch with impressive vigor for an eight-year-old.

Wayne groaned as he caught sight of the vase tipping over from the twin's landing. He lunged forward just in time, grabbing it before it smashed. "Oi! Oi! Enough! You lot are going to destroy this place!"

The boys ignored him, the imaginary battle raging on, complete with sound effects and fake injuries. Wayne rubbed his temples. "Right, that's it. Sit down, all of you! Now!"