Sphire1707

“Who is the football GOAT?”
A question that has been asked countless times in the last decade.
Is it Cristiano Ronaldo or Lionel Messi?
To be fair, the question actually depended on what one wanted from a player as they were two different people and they played differently from the other.
This was also the case with every other legendary player to grace the game.
As a diehard fan of the game, Jason Bolu also had someone he thought to be the goat, but unlike most people, he harbored the desire to not only become as great as them, but even greater than any legend that ever graced the game.
He wanted to become the Greatest Of All Legends… the GOAL.
Unfortunately, fate has never cared about people’s hopes and dreams, and just like every other unfortunate human, she hit him hard across the face with a broken reality and sent him flying in another direction from his goal, yet he didn’t give up and continually persevered but, in the end, he didn’t ever make it.
He wasn’t even halfway near his goal.
He thought it was over… but it wasn’t.
He got another chance at his dreams, and this time he was going to do more than his best to achieve his dream.

*disclaimer*
There is no system or cheats, just plain hard work and a past life of experience..
Also, despite the use of real-life characters, places and things, this is an artistic creation in which things wouldn't be as they are in real life so don't be surprised at some things that are unrealistic and out of place e.g. exact details, attitude of characters etc.
This is a slow-paced novel.

Greatest Of All Legends

With his leg swept away from him, Jason had no other option than to be sent tumbling onto the floor while cursing internally,

'Fucking hell,' he groaned as he rolled onto his back and sat up, doing his best to keep himself from overreacting as he did not appreciate being brought down roughly after getting this far, but he couldn't do more than have a bitter smile on his face when he saw that it was the captain of his team that had sent him flying.

The whistle in Siramana Dembele's mouth went off loudly signifying for the training to come to a pause while the medical staff that were always on standby quickly moved onto the field as the tackle looked a bit too rough and despite the lack of a pained expression on Jason's face as he sat up, they weren't willing to take any chances.

"Don't you think you were a little too rough on the newcomer, eh? Pepe?" Siramana Dembele asked with a wry smile as he arrived before the team captain.

First Training Session with the Porto Senior Team IV