Airport…
A man with black hair had just got off the plane.
"Oh, so this is Istanbul. It was a better city than I imagined. " he thought.
While he was thinking about these, his phone rang.
He looked at the phone.
"Oh, you old man again?" he sighed.
He didn't look at the phone.
But his phone was ringing persistently.
"I'm sure he'll get very angry if I don't open it, and when I get back to him, I am sure."
He picked up the phone.
Yes, it was what he expected.
The old man was furious that the phone was turned on so late.
"Come on chief, you have to be a little calm." said the man at the airport.
"Why are you here in Turkey?"
"Don't you know we have a lot of work here?"
"All work will be left to me because of you."
"There's a lot more we need to look at file player and you're going to Turkey on holiday!
The old man did not stop.
"I did not come here for a vacation." said the man at the airport.
Hearing this, the old man seemed to have calmed down a little.
"So why are you there?"
"Of course to watch young footballers."
"You're aware talented players from Turkey, rarely going out?"
"Here you are wrong. Turkey is a paradise full football world and nobody is aware of it. Young people cannot thrive because they are not raised and cared for properly. Crime is on the uninformed coaches who train them. " said the man.
They had actually discussed this issue many times.
The black-haired man at the airport was one of the 28-year-old scouts of Italy's Lazio team.
His name was Marco.
The old man on the other side of the phone was Andrea, the head of the scouts with 33 years of experience in the Lazio team.
And Turkey would make a big leap in the future by Marco.
They just needed a little more time.
This was Marco's thinking.
"Are you still there?" Andrea said.
"Ah, trouble for me. Yes, I'm here." Marco said.
"What trouble me?"
"Oh, I mean sorry, chief." Marco said mischievously.
He liked to annoy the old man.
"Listen to me Marco, you know our club is having a hard time."
Lazio faced the risk of being dropped into Serie B due to the 2006 match-fixing investigation.
But the next season, they started the league with -3 points. They could not make it to the European League.
Juventus, nicknamed the zebras, the legend of the Italians, were relegated.
In addition, Fiorentina, nicknamed purple violets, had lost scores.
In short, it was a difficult time for the club.
And just a year after those who were in Marco Turkey.
"Chief, the reason I'm here is the Istanbul Danone Cup." Marco said.
"I've always trusted your observation skills, but what will it do to watch 12-year-olds?" Andrea said.
"They are our future, chief. And I am here to find the person who will have his name written in gold letters in world football. " Marco said.
"You live in a dream world, or are you sick?" Andrea said.
Andrea also continued to speak.
"Listen, Marco, let's say you found a very good young player. He is already in the junior team of either Fenerbahçe or Galatasaray. How is our financial strength enough for him? We are on the brink of bankruptcy. Besides, why would a 12-year-old boy come to a country he never knew?
"What if I find a talented kid who doesn't play for any team? I will talk to his family and persuade them. Do not worry." Marco said confidently.
Marco looked at the clock.
"I have to close, Chief, I'll be late."
"Hey Marco, listen to me…"
Marco hung up the phone in the old man's face.
***
Marco had come to the field.
He looked at the audience like this.
Almost nobody was there.
"Did I come to the wrong game?" he thought.
But he was in the right match.
The Semi-Finals would start soon.
Marco actually noticed it at that moment.
He was extremely passionate about youth football in Turkey, but they showed little interest.
There were very few viewers and a few scouts.
He sat next to them.
He kept notes for 40 minutes.
But from the beginning of the game, he had one eye on one person.
He admired the person who warned his friends in every position, saving the unbelievable balls.
"This boy is our future." he thought.
He was overly excited.
Even in Italy, there was not such a remarkable goalkeeper in the junior league.
He listened to the voice within.
After the end of the match, he searched and found who the goalkeeper was.
He had found it, but he was both extremely surprised and could not stop the smile on his face.
"How so? Has this wonderful boy ever played for any team? "
"And just played for a middle school team and nobody paid attention?"
"These scouts what they do in Turkey? Are they unaware of a legend before their eyes? "
"Hahahahaha…" he laughed.
Marco had really found the diamond he was looking for.
On the evening of the Semi-Final match, Helder decided to go to Xerxes' house.
Will a new adventure begin for Helder? Or would he consider Genclerbirligi's offer?
It's time to fight for the legend !!!