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

Despite the efforts of the two teams, the match ended up with neither of them managing to score a goal to give their team the instant liberation they so desperately wanted, thus they headed to their locker rooms after the whistle for the end of the 90 minutes, having to rest and prepare for 30 minutes of extra time and potentially penalties.

Jason poured water on his head from the water bottle given to him as he breathed hard.

He had over-exerted himself trying to find a goal the last few minutes, continuously running at the Leverkusen defense, sending passes, and even making decoy runs but the goal just wouldn't come and he walked off the field disappointed and exasperated, but his face maintained it's impassive state, not letting anyone know how he actually felt.

In the Porto locker room, Sergio Conceicao was addressing the players,

Europa League Round of 32, Second Leg: Penalty Shootout I