Chapter 1: who is Ravel Morrison

Author's note: For the great people who wants to follow this new novel of mine I will appreciate it if you can read this article published on Ravel Morrison to know him better and know how much he was touted to be the next big thing before it started going wrong.

https://syndication.bleacherreport.com/amp/2694135-the-50-million-prodigy-better-than-pogba-can-ravel-morrison-save-his-career.amp.html

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A young man of about 17 years of age woke up on a Sunday morning feeling refreshed and exhilarated knowing a very important match is going to be played today that will mark the first major milestone of his career, he stood up and went to begin his morning ablutions.

For those people who don't know yet, the young man here is Ravel Morrison who is now our MC since the transmigrated guy has accepted everything after living this life for about 1 week now and is trying to do better for himself with this new life.

**Ding

Welcome to the GOAT system. A GOAT achieve all possible achievements while doing those seemingly not possible as well.

Win the F.A youth cup with your team with you having at least 3 goals contribution (since the real owner of the body scored 2 and assisted 0 when it was his time).

Reward: the booting and support of the greatest system and a novice package.

Failure: Obliteration.

Being a GOAT starts from the small things to the biggest things, your accolades must be at an unimaginable level while leaving no stone unturned.

God, it's about high time this fucking system loaded, been thinking I was duped by that bored god. I've spent the last few days mucking around trying to really understand what type of person is the former owner of this body while trying to know the level of professional players and not to deceive myself, this body a not yet professional player is at least 10x better than the best footballer I've ever met, thankfully I am able to perfectly stay in tune with this players ball sense and techniques while not showing any changes.

With my level in the academy I would be starting that final alongside pagba, lingard and other very good talents we should be able to beat ****. My destiny is in my hand so if I lose or win it's my effort or fault.

I've been trying to see if there are changes in the world history, while trying to make some bucks since the main reason the former owner of this body went into gangsterism is because of poverty while trying to feed himself and some brothers. While I do not remember all events, the few I did was able to make me some bucks to make my life a bit comfortable and avoid the ruffians with the excuse that I am busy preparing for our final match, but I know they will still come disturb me.

My plan is to make some money to be independent, build more renown in the footballing world while enlisting the help of everybody that cares to keep them at bay till I am rich and popular enough to be untouchable.

I went about preparing for the match against Sheffield United ( for those concerned it is actually a double fixture then with the first leg already played an a 1-1 result being played out which our protagonist missed for personal reasons.

After completing some daily exercises alongside some basic stretches and training I went to the training ground for pep talk ahead of the final match.

The manager announced the starting line up and bench and we were not surprised after all it was expected.

We are to play a 4231/4411/424 formation depending on when we are possessing/defending/attacking respectively.

Sam Johnstone (GK)

Sean McGinty (Def)

Tom Thorpe (Def)

Micheal keane (Def)

Michele Fornasier (Def)

Ryan Tunnicliffe (DM)

Paul Pogba (CM)

Jesse Lingard (RW)

Ravel Morrison (CAM/SS)

Gyliano van Velzen (LW)

Will Keane (ST)

My teammates were in an upbeat mood feeling that nothing could stop them from lifting the F.A youth cup and to not bore us the coach made the prep talk as short as possible just telling us about what we have to gain by winning this match.

I was a bundle of nervousness and who won't be my life is literally on the line here, I try to calm myself by talking to my teammate especially Pogba bcos if there is someone who can provide a big support when needed it's him, younger version or not.

'Hey Paul I might drop deep a bit pls try to coordinate with me and let's.control the game before killing off the game", I told him

"Alright no problem I'm in charge of distributing passes, you decide when to turn it into attack". he replied.

Alright time for kickoff let's begin the game.