“Who is the football GOAT?”
A question that has been asked countless times in the last decade.
Is it Cristiano Ronaldo or Lionel Messi?
To be fair, the question actually depended on what one wanted from a player as they were two different people and they played differently from the other.
This was also the case with every other legendary player to grace the game.
As a diehard fan of the game, Jason Bolu also had someone he thought to be the goat, but unlike most people, he harbored the desire to not only become as great as them, but even greater than any legend that ever graced the game.
He wanted to become the Greatest Of All Legends… the GOAL.
Unfortunately, fate has never cared about people’s hopes and dreams, and just like every other unfortunate human, she hit him hard across the face with a broken reality and sent him flying in another direction from his goal, yet he didn’t give up and continually persevered but, in the end, he didn’t ever make it.
He wasn’t even halfway near his goal.
He thought it was over… but it wasn’t.
He got another chance at his dreams, and this time he was going to do more than his best to achieve his dream.

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"He's completely wasted, isn't he?" Jason muttered to Son in a low tone.


The Tottenham players had gathered back at the training ground for a recovery session. After all, the season had started and the players had to be back in tip-top shape as soon as possible so they could prepare for the next game.


Jason had arrived at the training grounds pumped, still high on morale from his previous day's performance, but one glance at Dele who was 'shit-faced' and Jason could feel a headache coming.


"Does he do that often?" Jason asked in confusion as he couldn't understand it.


Alarming amounts of alcohol were needed for someone to be as shitfaced as Dele was and that was something any sports professional would avoid, whether during the season or off-season.


"He's always liked to have fun, but lately it's been worse. The changes in the team might be getting to him," Son said ambiguously, but Jason understood what he meant.


Chapter 797 - To Be Nosy or To Not Be Nosy