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.
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Greatest Of All Legends

"Abdullahi will be coming on for Jason in the second half and the formation will be shifting to 4-5-1 with the wide midfielders falling back to assist with keeping possession in the center," Rohr began the halftime tactical meeting while the players rested their bodies.

Jason's eyes widened and he almost spat out the water he was drinking, but the bottle in his mouth prevented any sudden movements.

'What the hell was this guy thinking?' Jason wondered.

He knew that he had gone against the manager's orders to defend, but that was only because he saw a clear chance for a counter attack and couldn't bear to let it slide.

Sure, he disobeyed the manager's orders, but he didn't think it deserved him being taken off at halftime.

However, since he knew that he was also in the wrong by going against the manager's tactics, he decided to stay silent, after all, no manager liked it when their players went against the team's tactics.

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