"Drip,Drip,Drip"
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The sound of the rain pouring down in the city of Barcelona , and on a small pitch on the outskirts of a village.
Where we can see a group of young boys playing football on a grassy field which is showing signs of it getting muddy due to the pouring rain.
And some group of men standing not so far away from the rain, under the only shed in the whole dilapidated stadium watching keenly the group of young boys battling fiercely on the field.
Their identity as scouts obvious from their dressing style and nootbooks in their hand surely writing key things about the players which had managed to evoke their interest.
On the pitch we can see a 16 year old boy panting and huffing about to take a freekick won by himself, gauging the players in the wall, his teamates positions and the goalkeeper standing as well.
Fweee!
The the whitsle was blown by a middle aged man who was chosen from a random crowd to act as the refree for this trial match. His name theo hernandez the most popular barber in the village and a livid football fan.
The boy whose name is jalaza( the protagonist of the story) scans the field for the last time before looking down and hitting the ball with the inside curve of his boots, sending deep into the penalty zone for his teamates.
The ball gracefully flew and was timely headed past the opposing goalkeeper and into the net by one of the midfielders roberto macau a 17 year old prodidgy in the village and one of the key prospects on the majority of the scouts list .
But he like almost all the boys in the match got their eyes on the scout from barcelona who came here to assess the performance of jalaza.
Who must have greatly impressed him as that was his third assist of the game which extended his team lead to five.
Surely ending the chances of the players in the opposite team chances of being scouted by the big teams around and improving his teams own.
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A few minutes later the refree blowed the whistle to signal the end of the allocated time for the match and surely end the other teams victory.
As jalaza had further increased their woes by scoring two more goals and assisting one ending the game with a big bang surely getting his name on every scouts books.
His teamates also delivered stellar performance like maintaining position well , delivering good passes, and making important tackles.
with them finding it rather easy to do so when a beast like jalaza is there to do the rest.
"Okay boys line up"... a middle aged man dressed in a odd setup comprising of a huge sweater and some tight shorts addressed them,his belly as big and round as his bald head with a set of beady eyes, with a pointed nose and a full lip making up his facial appearance.
His importance the organiser of the trial match between the boys and the only licensed footballing agent in the village.
"Yo jalaza good performance mate reckon all the scouts will be hovering for you". A 16 year old boy called out putting his arms around jalazas shoulder, Arnold ruis his name the son of a fish monger in the village and the boy that played as the striker for jalazas team in the match.
"I guess so Arnie" jalaza finally spoke after directing his attention to the group of scouts sitting in chairs over in the shed,as rain continued to pour on him and the other boys as they made their way to their coaches place.
"Hello lads" the coach said in English ladened with a touch Spanish accent; "good job from some of I just spoke to the pichicas over there and they are really impressed with alot of you....( the coach said and took a huge pause before continuing ) and I am happy to say all of you got contract offers.
"Whoo, yeah!!!"
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A number of the boys burst out into joy and started cheering and hollering each sharing their joy with their closest mate, with some members of the losing team crying, obviously happy that they got offers despite the horrendous defeat they faced.
While jalaza continued to maintain his nonchalant attitude while staring intensely at the barca scout who had turned his attention to them and was smiling at him.
"Jalaza!" One of jalazas mate called him... as he was about to turn his attention to him. His coach voiced out;" jalaza and macau please come here now".
The coaches words quickly attracted the attention of the other boys and caused intense murmuring to breakout among them,
as jalaza and macau muscled their way amidst their gazes.
'Yes coach ?'
Macau voiced out running his hand through his wet hair caused now receeding rainfall.
"Yes boys stellar performance from you both with how much you guys have been improving I see stardom in your future."
As the coach continued showering them with praise jalaza attention was taken away by a very beautiful young woman who looks about 17 years old and Caucasian a rarity among the people in the village, and she was walking beside an oldman who was walking over to the shed where the scouts were situated.
"Huh who the hell is she" he mumbled which caught the attention of his coach; "anything my boy?"
"No sir please carry on," jalaza immediately responded before reverting back to his aloof appearance, but still having lingering thoughts about her in the back of his mind.
"Okay as I was saying you both caught the attention of three super teams playing in the first division, so its up you to pick which one you want to pick.... the coach said which caused jalaza and macau to both raise up their eyebrows and talk in unison.
"Huh, how three?; they both said before looking at each other and smiling a bit.
You guys are surprised right, well it seems the both of you didn't only attract the attention of Barcelona in the last regional tournament you went to, but you also garnered the attention of both Madrid sides and premier league side Newcastle.
And all three laliga sides have offered you both a mouth watering offer but the Newcastle manager came here himself and wants to talk to you jalaza before making his offer but he said nothing about you macau so I don't know.
The coach said as both boys fell into deep thought surely weighing their options before deciding.
"Coach can I see their offers first before I decide," macau questioned the coach and was instantly supported by jalaza; "yeah coach I would also like to see their offers before deciding".
"No problem boys you can take home the contract details and make your decisions and report back tomorrow, and jalaza you need to meet me early in the morning to go visit the Newcastle manager. "
The coach said before sending the two boys away after handing them their contract details.
"Drip drip drip"
Jalaza looked up as he was walking home the heavy rain finally coming to an end as the events of his match and talk with his coach flashed past his mind, thinking about all the mistakes and plays he could have done better and which contract he should sign.
"I wonder if I would see that girl again man I don't know why I can't get her out of my mind huh her gyat was huge tho"....
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Anyways random thoughts like this and more ran through his mind as he made his way to the main road he would cross to his home.
"Fwoon fwoon "
Out of nowhere a huge truck with no driver manning it dangerously appeared out of nowhere as jalaza stepped foot onto the road.
Seeing this jalaza ran as fast as he could trying to get out of the trucks range as it got nearer to him.
The truck reached him and he turned around immediately using his legs to bounce on the trucks tire which propelled him forward allowing him to narrowly survive the encounter.
He finally sat up on the ground after catching his breath and watched the truck miraculously start again and drive away he could swear the truck said shit before it drove away.....
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Initializing ....
Rebooting ....
Assessing hosts condition....
Merging with host....
Starting up the ultimate football system
Do you accept to bond with the system(y/n)
It is estimated that the host got hit by a truck and has 30 minutes to live unless he accepts
Huh jalaza said in surprise not as a strange screen appeared before him but the only problem here was that he was fine tho?