Chapter 14
"Did I ever told you how much I love you little Sophie? You are the best!! Thanks for finally send me a good kid!"
"FINALLY? THIS WAS THE 30ish kid I SENT TO YOU!! THE KIDS ARE NOT THE PROBLEM! YOU ARE!! YOU AND YOUR SO CALL STANDARDS!! THEY ARE KIDS FOR f.u.c.kS SAKE!!"
"Okkey okey! Stop shouting I get it! But you have to understand that at my age I can't waste more time on lost causes..."
"Yeah yeah I know don't give me your talk about having little to live even when the tops doctors tell you that you are healthier than people of your age...So anyway, what did this kid had different from the other ones?"
"OH, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT SOPHIE! IT WAS AMAZING! First, he came walking with firm steps towards me and responded pretty well to the unexpected ball almost the moment I saw him, so he is pretty flexible and has quick reflexes. Next, he immediately went to the nearest goal post without even me mentioned before, so he has the idea of making the goals integrated so deep in his mentality that is an automatic reaction! Wait a bit!"
He paused a little a found a place to park 5 blocks away from the football field
"As I was saying, he was amazing! After I confronted him with my bigger size difference and better experience he didn't coward and even tried a feint! When I didn't even flinch he tried to make an opening exploiting my weak spots, my slow movements because of my joints! I stood my ground but he continued trying while forcing me to make a mistake, that's good intelligence and diligence at work right there! The moment I made an opening he took the opportunity without a thought, he didn't even think about the possibility of failing, he saw an opportunity and seize it! He has courage that's for sure! And even after I hit him on the back really hard he growled lowly and came to face me directly looking at my eyes, he knew that he needed training and I was his best option so he didn't even bother to cry, only ask if it was enough of demonstration for me HAHAHA!! SEE? THAT'S STAR QUALITY RIGHT THERE!"
"STOP SCREAMING YOU OVERSIZE GORILLA! I DON'T GET ANYTHING OF WHAT ARE YOU SAYING! But is good that you found finally a kid to train, you were pestering all the time with that... So what are you
"Well, I will bring some equipment I have laying around on the capital. They were from my last kid training a couple years ago so it should be still good enough. After that we will see, if he is good enough we can send him to play tournaments over here, or even on Europe! Oh man, this gets my blood boiling! HAHA"
"....I just hope he's strong enough to endure your training you baffon"
"WHAT DI-"
*beep beep beep*
"That motherf.u.c.ker old witch and that tends to always have the last word...I hate it! Well I need to keep going because there is a big trip from here to the capital"
And with those thoughts, he continued again his journey while thinking of ways to train David.
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Days came and the days were gone. The football field was finally ready after 2 weeks of constant work, it needed 10k monthly to keep it in good shape. It was because it was a small field for kids, 5 vs 5 tops, and they just have 3 caretakers that rotates 24 hs. They were a security company in the area and the people who worked lived nearby, so it was cheap and good. For obvious reasons their family couldn't be there with them talking since they would be distracting in their job.
Anyway, the main difference between the complete football field is the dressing room and the bathroom. Also, there was a small room next to the bathroom that was a warehouse with all kinds of football equipment for training.
My days fly training with Butch, every day after school I would practice with him if he was here or alone if he was not. He would leave me homework though. I began to train his old fas.h.i.+oned way and suggested a couple of future training methods that he accepted after I showed him that it was better in coordination and work-out at the same time. After a month of training my was the following:
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Name: David Hunter
Age: 6 years old
Health condition: Tired (35%)
[BASIC STATS]
[Pace - Current: 9 PC (F)]
[Shooting - Current: 10 SHT (F+)]
[Pa.s.sing - Current: 9 PS (F)]
[Dribbling - Current: 9 DB (F)]
[Physical- Current: 10 PHC (F+)]
[Defense - Current: 7 DF (F)]
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Yey! A whole 2 points increment! It seems that a proper nutritious meals every-day and a proper football coach in a proper football field really marks the difference. I stopped going so much to the library but still kept going one or twice a week to keep writing my book. I had to go there because at school they kept bugging me to pay attention to the cla.s.s and at home, I always lost track of time chatting with my mother.
Oh, we had a new cook, he was Eddy, Edgar Hefner, an ex 1-star Chef Michelin winning restaurant. He retired pretty early for his age, at 46 years old. He was "searching for himself" while doing this kind of jobs, but still was a good company for my mom. My mom was actually happier and even using make-up! You go, girl! Don't get me wrong, I loved my dad with all my heart, but in my past life, the only concern of my mother was me, not even herself. I wanted for her to live a whole life, with plenty of love and without worries.
Also, she would cheer me on the practices on the grades while Eddy was there with snacks if I was hungry. It was a good scene. We didn't rent the football field yet because I used it every day, but after a month Butch looked at me and told me.
"Okay kiddo, you progressed faster than expected. I expected this kind of play between the 3rth and 5th month. But you only took a month! HAHAHA! That's my star pupil!! Well, basic training is a good foundation, but now I inscribed you on several tournaments HAHA!! If you lose one tournament that means 3 more months of basic training without playing against anyone!! So play well!! We start this weekend so rest well kiddo!"
I was ecstatic and began to jump around! Oh, this kid instincts sometimes are really good to express myself! Also, I checked my tab:
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Mission 1/1
Win all the tournaments that Butch inscribed you!
Losing? Losing is for losers! Demonstrate that you are better than all of them!
Rewards:
+ 1 All Stats per tournament won
Punishment:
- 2 All Stats per tournament lost
- Deduction of the rate of gaining by 70% for 3 months per tournament lost
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f.u.c.k this system dude, f.u.c.k it all.