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“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.
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Greatest Of All Legends

After the warm-up routines were completed, the players of both teams headed back down the tunnels to make their final preparations for the match.

In the Porto dressing room, Sergio Conceicao gave a last-minute revision of the game plan and he reminded each player of their roles and duties in making sure their team came out on top at the end of the match.

Jason removed his training vest, checked his shin guards, and adjusted his gloves and shoelaces as he listened to the manager, staving off the little anxiety that rose within his chest.

Soon enough, the manager was done and the players headed to the tunnels where they lined up, awaiting their cue to come on the pitch.

Jason waited while rubbing his hands nervously, and before long, the referees in the lead started walking out, and the players immediately followed after them.

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