Franklin_Nwakamma

"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.

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This is my second attempt in trying to write a good football novel so please give this one a read, thank you.

The God Of Playmakers

The voices of United fans shook the stadium as they got up from their seats to wave the red flags they had in their hands.

Felix quickly took off to the sidelines screaming at the top of his voice, and because of how fast he was running, he ended up running into the stands.

"Manchester City cannot believe what just happened, they just leveled the scoreline and now they're behind again."

Moreno had his hand on the crossbar with his gaze on the floor and just beside him was Pierre who had his face buried on the floor.

Axel was standing near the edge of the box, and just like the rest of his teammates, he had a dejected look on his face.

Seven minutes after their equalizer, that was how long it took Manchester United to pull off what they just pulled off.

Everything started when Maxi lost the ball to Paul after crossing the halfway line with it.

Chapter 42: Seven Minutes