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

After spending most of his day with his former teammates, Axel finally got to go home.

It was quite a long day for him at the academy but there wasn't really anything that exhausting about it besides having to stand.

The sun was halfway setting by the time he got home, and after checking his watch, he could see that the time was 4:52 PM.

Thinking about everything that happened at the academy, a smile appeared on his face as he slowly opened the door and walked into the house.

It was empty and lifeless just like always but this state of solitude was slowly starting to become the norm for him.

"It's quite boring when I think about not being able to play with them until the league resumes next year." He sighed as he walked past the living room and began to make his way upstairs. "If only I was registered for the Champions League, I would have been able to join them for those last two matches."

Chapter 48: The Top Six