Football System

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Mission 1/1

Impress the unknown football coach to have him to train you!

You need better training and this could be your opportunity to get it!

Rewards:

+ 2 All Stats

Punishment:

- 2 All Stats

- Deduction of the rate of gaining by 50% for 3 months.

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s.h.i.+t, this f.u.c.king System was harsh as h.e.l.l! Good to f.u.c.king know!

I couldn't think much because I was already seeing the ball going pretty fast towards me. I quickly stabilize the ball on the air with my foot and went towards the goal. But the man stood in front of me and said: "You have to pa.s.s some defense on the way towards the goal, don't you know that brat?"

He stood his ground and the difference in size was present again, that issue always bothers me. I made a feint but he didn't even flinch, so I move to try to pa.s.s him from the right side and he moves just enough to block me.

He was a huge old man, about 60 years old but with a good shape. He seemed to work regularly even with loose sports clothes you can notice that. So it was a different adversary, one that had a good shape and with experience. But even training daily the body of an old man has problems. The joins, they were not as flexible as before so he was slower and doing rapid movements would hurt him.

So I took advantage of that and made an attempt to pa.s.s him to the right only to go back to the starting point and try to pa.s.s him from the left this time. I did it 3 times and he lost his patience and I have an opening. I pa.s.s the ball between his legs and after 3 steps I kicked the ball into the angle of the post of the goal. I began to run with my both index fingers up like I was on the match totally lost on the moment.

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???'s POV

I hope that old witch Sophie didn't send me to another rich useless kid. If I don't find someone to focus on I will retire, I'm too old for this s.h.i.+t of searching for the next star. Only for that f.u.c.king promise, I can't stop. f.u.c.king old me! Why did you make that stupid promise?

Oh well, the field is acceptable, is still under construction. A new rich kid? Maybe he's not arrogant enough yet so there is still hope for him. Mmph...Is that kid over there? New equipment, maybe didn't even play enough. Mother f.u.c.ker! I'm done with this kid, gonna test him quick enough and be out of here, maybe I can grab a burger on the route back to the capital!

Oh good catch, now what are you going to do to pa.s.s me? Haha, a feint? You think I'm that those kiddos you play against? Not a chance kid!

Left? Right? Left? Keep still you mother f.u.c.ker! My knees are killing me...I need to end this soon enough...

BETWEEN MY LEGS? MOTHER f.u.c.kER COME HERE! OH AND NOW YOU ARE GLOATING OF ME? HAHA, YOU ARE GOING TO SUFFER LITTLE KIDDO!

CATCH THIS YOU f.u.c.kER!

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A numbing pain woke

I growned and stood up, and quickly picked up the ball. After that I slowly came to him and looked at his eyes and said "So? Good enough for you old man?"

He flinched and began to laugh while saying "HAHA OF COURSE! Now go to seek your mother I need to talk with her!"

I smiled and began to run to my house but noticed the small blue notificatio on my right waist, so I checked on the corner of the street to read it.

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Mission Complete!

Rewards: +2 on all.

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I quickly checked my to see this:

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Name: David Hunter

Age: 6 years old

Health condition: Sligthy Hurth (85%)

[BASIC STATS]

[Pace - Current: 7 PC (F)]

[Shooting - Current: 8 SHT (F)]

[Pa.s.sing - Current: 7 PS (F)]

[Dribbling - Current: 7 DB (F)]

[Physical- Current: 8 PHC (F)]

[Defense - Current: 5 DF (F)]

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Two months of training while waiting for the Champions League and this rewards made me pretty strong! I can't see the of other people, I can only guess. If I put my past life results into numbers my would be all below 30 for sure! So a couple of months of training for almost 1/3 of my all life past progress? This system rocks! I love you system! I will buy you drugs and hookers if I could!

s.h.i.+t, I almost forgot! I need to go back to get my mother! Now she only works in the mornings so she usually spends her time at the house or checking the progress of the charity at home. I quickly startled her and told her that my future football coach wanted to talk to her that she needed to go quickly! She smiled and slowly put back her pencils on the tray, organize a little while slowly walking those 2 blocks.

I swear this woman is trying to kill me with anxiety! Why? Because I recognized this old man, he was Walter 'Butcher' Adams! One of the best coach of football of history! He made a couple of stars in the European league but none on the U.S. even when he retired he said that it was his biggest regret. He retired pretty early for a football coach too, at 62 years old. I don't know how much time we have left before he retires so I need to take this opportunity really quickly!

I stood my ground and looked at his eyes because I read somewhere that he was an old-fas.h.i.+oned guy that liked direct and talk to the eyes kind of guy. It seems that it worked!

After a painful 2 block slow parade with my mother telling me to calm down with a smirk on her face, we arrived at the football field.

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But there was no one on sight. My mother looked at me with doubt as if I was making things up. I freaked out and began to run across the field looking for him.

After I left running while my mother looked at me worriedly from the back a voice sounded for a parked car "What an energetic kid no madam?"

Margaret distanced herself from the unknown old man and said "Who are you? And what did you want with my child?!"

The man approached and before Margaret sprayed him with her bear potent pepper spray he handed her a card, in the card it simply said "Walter Adams, Professional Football Coach. x.x.x-x.x.x-x.x.x email: " It was a professional card with the European logo on the card, and the other side had the U.S. flag.

He looked at her and told her "The kid has a lot of potential, his ball play is good, but his personality is what I'm after. I can make tons of good football players, but not one quality football star. You know why? They fell short in one way or other. Your son is charming, intelligent and have enough determination and conviction to follow his dream. That is what I'm looking for, not some kid who wants to play football good, I want to make a professional football player that would leave a mark in the football goal. What do you say? Would you let me train your kid to be the future star of football?"

Margaret looked at the card and his kid running about all of the field looking for this man. She never saw him this frenetic before, this guy must have him impress him enough to make him like that. She looked at the old man to his eyes and said "Sure, I will trust my son to you! BUT I'M WARN YOU! IF YOU EVER HURT MY SON YOU ARE GOING TO HEAR ABOUT ME!"

The man laughed really hard to David to hear him and came running to him. Only to have Butch say "Like mother like son! HAHA Kiddo! Finally, you arrived! You go practice shots for about 1 hour every day, practice a lot of dodging opponents and defense strategies, you are lacking in that. I will bring some equipment that I have lying around tomorrow. See ya kiddo!"