My heart beats for soccer

"It is already 75 minutes on the clock into the biggest derby of the fantasy football and it is the play of champions finals between Phoenix FC and Spectra FC, and the two titans of the soccer are clashing here but we are actually seeing a one sided massacre as Phoenix FC is currently being thrashed 8 goals to nothing" the commentators voice echoed from the TV reaching a 14 year old boy's ear as he hugged his jotter close to his heart as tears streamed down his eyes, he was currently wearing the Phoenix FC jersey.

If one could look closely at his jotter, they could see tactical changes, substitutions, decisions, those to be marked and even superpotentia skills that the players should use at the right time. If this would have gotten into the coach of Phoenix FC, the club currently would have a shocking advantage over their arch rivals in the biggest club event ever.

Even though Happy was born with no affinity to superpotentia what so ever, he got a gift that no one has which is a super analytical brain that helps him to make quick decisions. As he was staring at the book with tearing eyes his attention was drawn back to the TV when the voice of the commentator reached his ears.

"and it's Zachy to the left giving the Phoenix FC left back Victor Alpheus a scissors feint sending him the wrong way, oh no... he is activating his superpotentia skill right outside the 18 box"

Zachy body glowed as lightening course throughout his body while the avatar of Amadioha glowed over him, kicking the ball with all his might he yelled.

"blazing thunder ram"

as he kicked the ball, an ethereal white ram whose fur glowed with lightening materialised over the ball as it flew towards the Phoenix FC goal brute forcing its way through their defence, reaching the goalie who was ready to make his last stand against that shot.

The goalie body radiated with power as he activated his superpotentia skill while the avatar of Aries glowed over his body holding a spear and a shield as he gritted he teeth to stop the shot.

"the phalanx, defence formation"

on his command ethereal phalanxes made a defensive formation in front of the goal to stop the charge of the blazing thunder ram technique, as if accepting a challenge the ram charge forward hitting the shields of the phalanxes and there seem to be a deadlock as the phalanx stood their ground against its charge. The goalie gritted his teeth as he pushed himself to the limit as he supplied superpotentia energy to keep the phalanx formation active but due to the fact that he had overexerted himself, there was a lapse in his concentration which made the thunder ram break through the defence and entered the goal beyond the the reach of the goalie.

"goal! goal!! goal!!!... and that's the final whistle. A decisive strike by the ace striker of Spectra FC Zachy has handed a stinging defeat to Phoenix FC and the scoreline at full-time is Phoenix FC 0-9 Spectra FC making Spectra FC the world champions", the commentators squealed at the embarrassing defeat of Phoenix FC, and the press tagged the match 'the fall of a giant' .

Happy was not in the mood to watch the post match conference as the match had left a bad after taste in his mouth, body, soul and spirit. Literally struggling to get on his feet, his mother who had been watching him the while time rushed to his aid and he instantly hugged her and muttered

"why can't the thing you love give you a chance, must one fall into desperation to get what he real desires"

His mom didn't say anything as her son washed her shoulders with his tears, she understood his pain and what he had to endure every time he turns up for soccer training at school only to be rejected and be scorned at just because he didn't have any affinity towards superpotentia.

"don't worry son you will leave this empty shell of weakness and bloom into a stronger warrior that would shape the whole world as he sees fit", his mom caressed his head as he fell asleep on her shoulders.

taking him to his room she tucked him in bed and didn't forget to put his trusty jotter beside him before kissing good night, when she left the room she leaned at the entrance of her son's door as tears poured down from the wells of her eyes wetting the gardens of her cheeks and finally settling at the inverted mountain of her chin. She had been playing the strong woman since the disappearance of her husband when Happy was tested not to have any sort of affinity towards superpotentia and will never have, she could remember the look in his eyes when he looked at Happy as if he was seeing a big chunk of disappointment and since then she had never seen her husband again.

"if only you never left, maybe, just maybe Happy would have live according to his name", she muttered as she made no attempt to clean the tears of her eyes, while she found herself already at the house mini bar chucking down yet another bottle of alcohol so that she won't reason about those bad memories anymore.

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Happy found himself in a huge football field, playing soccer in front of more than 20 thousand fans and that was when he noticed he was wearing the Phoenix FC jersey.

"Happy get the ball" one of the players passed the ball to him, it was a light pass but when he rushed to get it, it was as if the more he wanted to get the ball the farther it went.

"hey, I wander why he is on our team. what a useless piece of trash", one of the players cursed.

"he shouldn't even touch a soccer ball in his life if not he will taint it with his unholy hands" another player spat before the whole team join the fray to hurl insults at him.

Hearing their words Happy became desperate to get the ball at all costs but it was as if that each step he took the ball. Seeing his futile attempt the fans burst into laughter and laugh him to oblivion.

Happy knelt down on the field as tears poured down his cheeks, when he saw his failure to get the ball. Every one seem to disappear, the fans, players even the stadium vanished leaving him in a white space with the ball a distance from him.

Turning to look at ball he spoke in a soft yet firm tone

"no matter how many times you reject me or trod down my pride, I'll still come back to you and prove myself worthy of playing soccer"

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A shadow crept into Happy's room and watched as the boy wet his pillow with his tears even from his dream.