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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

Paul Scholes's last-minute strike brought the score to a dramatic 4–4 in a pulsating clash between the Red Devils and City. Old Trafford erupted in thunderous celebration — but there was no time to bask in the moment.

Still hungry for victory, the United players snatched the ball from the net and sprinted back to the center circle, eyes blazing with determination

A draw wasn't enough to satisfy the Red Devils — they wanted more, and they wanted it now

Richard scratched his head, feeling somewhat helpless.

The game was unusually fast-paced, with momentum swinging wildly — it was impossible to predict when the next goal might come.

City had their share of golden opportunities but couldn't convert. United, by contrast, capitalized on theirs, striking with precision on their attack.

Neil Lennon was even seen falling to his knees, sorrowfully biting his lip and closing his eyes.

The Curtain Falls on a Classic