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The God Of Playmakers

"As a footballer, what do you desire the most?" For most footballers, the answer to that question was very simple, they all wanted the same thing. Besides the goalkeepers, they all wanted to score more goals and win more awards because that was the criteria used to judge the best players. However, Axel was different, just like every other footballer, he wanted to become one of the GOATs of the game if not the goat but he wanted to do it his own way. Why do all the great players and legends have so many goals compared to the assists and none of the so-called great playmakers has been able to reach five hundred assists while a good number of great goal scorers has crossed that number for goals? Is it because assists are harder to pull off compared to goals? No, it's because they are neglected. If most players were to choose between a goal and an assist, they would pick goals all the way but assists are just as important, they all lead to the same result which is contributing toward winning the game. If they are going to put goals ahead, then I am going to put assists ahead, I will surpass all their assists records and put an unbelievable gap between me and them. I will become the first player to reach an unimaginable number of assists, I will become the god of playmakers and no one will ever come close. **** This is my second attempt in trying to write a good football novel so please give this one a read, thank you.

Franklin_Nwakamma · Sports
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Chapter 128: Study Session

Axel thought she was done when she said that he wasn't as tall as she depicted but now she was standing very close to him staring directly at him.

Anyone would get uncomfortable when someone gets that close and stares at them like that but Axel was keeping his cool here. Meanwhile, Victor was at the back apologizing with gestures.

"Hey, is anything the problem?" Axel asked with a calm voice but there was no immediate response from her.

"Your eyes." She blurted out after a while. "They're…."

She wasn't able to finish what she wanted to say as her brother suddenly grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her back to get in front of Axel.

"Alright, Aitana that's enough, if you keep staring at Axel like that he's going to pass out anytime soon." He uttered with an awkward smile on his face.

"Really? He doesn't look like he's about to pass out, wasn't he taking a nap on the floor when we got here?"