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Richard Maddox, a once-promising football prodigy, dreamed of becoming a star. But just as his dream was within reach, it was abruptly shattered when he banged his head on the goalpost, fracturing his skull. Forced into early retirement, Richard vanished from the public eye.

People thought Richard Maddox was done for. However, no one expected that during his unconscious state, his spirit detached from his body. He drifted through time, witnessing the world of football from the perspective of a ghost. It was strange, unpleasant, yet exciting. No need for tickets or travel—he could simply fly.

England, Italy, Spain, Germany—the best football countries in Europe—and even the passionate South America, the energetic Africa, and the growing Asia—Richard observed the rise and fall of football giants, all from the sidelines.

However, watching football from the other side was quite different from experiencing it live. He missed the cheering, singing, and chanting with the other fans. No one could hear him now. No one could watch football with him. He was... alone. 

Just as Richard was about to be bored to death, his soul was sucked back, and he realized that only an entire year had passed.

'Interesting,' he thought, laughing. “I could bet, invest in companies that will succeed in the future, and get rich. Bitcoin, I'm coming, baby.”

but who could have guessed that Richard would dive so deep into the world of football—From owning a single share to testing the waters as a scout, trying his hand as an agent, and eventually stepping into the world of coaching, before finally diving into the realm of football club ownership. 

It has truly been a full spectrum of football, the highs and the lows. Join us as we welcome Richard Maddox!

Football Dynasty

Four days later, City's bus stopped at the designated spot.

When O'Neill and his coaching staff led the players out, they were surprised to see that the crowd surrounding them was filled with City fans—wearing blue jerseys.

Despite only being allocated around two thousand tickets for the match, they had shown up in force to support their team. All around them, chants rang out: "We're not really here! We're not really here!"

The chant symbolized Manchester City's struggle in the lower leagues over the past six years—and it continued to echo even now. O'Neill had already come to understand its deeper meaning.

"We're Not Really Here"—a chant loosely based on the spiritual We Shall Not Be Moved, which was famously used during the Civil Rights Movement in America—had become a unique anthem for City fans.

It had likely gained traction due to the club's ongoing struggles in the lower leagues, becoming a symbol of hope and resilience.

As the Legend Watches, Another Is Born