Inside a dim room, the boys lay on the floor. Each boy had two sheets and a pillow. It was morning, but it was early; it was only 5:00 am.
out of nowhere, a whistle blows FWEEEEEEEEET loudly, waking all of them up.
"AH...WHAT THE HELL! A boy jumps right up after hearing the whistle. He was tangled in his sheets.
"Yo Yo, who's dying?" another boy shouted, half asleep, eyes not even open.
The door to the room swung open, and Naomi walked in. She was already dressed in black tights, running shoes, and a blue hoodie, with her whistle around her neck.
"Boys' day 2 beings in five minutes."
A few groans filled the room.
"Five minutes," Noah mumbled, dragging a pillow over his face. "That's illegal."
Naomi rolls her eyes. "Get ready and meet me on the field, all of you now."
Without a next word, she turns and walks out, closing the door behind her.
The boys start to talk.
Kairo sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. He looked sleepy and stressed. He looked over to Eli, who was still sleeping and snoring.
Kairo sighed. He leaned over to Eli's side, and he kicked him, "Oi, get up, man."
Eli groaned, turning over. "Five more minutes"
"We don't have five minutes, we barely have five seconds," Kairo shouts at him.
Across the room, Noah was casually walking back and forth in nothing but his underpants.
"bro" one of the boys said, "seriously."
"Yo, Noah, put some clothes on, damn it," said another one
Noah looks at them, "What? I sleep better like this."
"Well, you're in a room full of guys, at least act like it."
"I am acting like it comfortably," said Noah
Someone takes up a pillow and throws it straight at him, landing in his face.
"GET DRESSED, DAMN IT!"
Alright, fine Noah said before reaching for his clothes.
The room was lively now, everyone was getting ready in some way, some were putting on their shirts, some were tying their shoes.
"Where's my sock?"
"That's mine."
"Move, dude."
Nine minutes had passed, and the boys were lined up in rows of three on the field
outside was beyond cold, the sky was pale, and the sun wasn't out as yet.
"Yo, why is it this cold?" someone said
"I can't even feel my fingers."
At the back, Kairo stood next to Eli. Eli was still yawning
"You alive?" asked Kairo
"Barely," Eli replied.
At the front, Naomi stood facing them
"What are we doing today?" someone asked
Nothing too serious, some light exercise, breakfast, and see where you are on a football level, so little drill. So let's start with a run around the field."
"How much?" someone asked
"Until I tell you to stop."
A group of them groan, "You're joking, right?"
Naomi blows her Whistle FWEEEEET! "Go"
They started to run. At first, it was one large group moving forward together.
At the back was Kario, taking his own little time and own pace.
"Too early for this," Eli groaned beside him
"Just keep moving."
Over time, the one big group got split up into five groups, with the stronger runners taking the lead and the weaker ones struggling at the back.
"YO...I'M DYING."
Don't stop, don't stop."
Kairo tries to keep his rhythm, while beside him, Eli looks unbothered.
The ones at the front push each other to go faster. The ones in the middle are trying to stay alive, while the ones at the back are dying.
They did a couple more laps then FWEEEEET
Naomi blows her whistle, stopping them.
The boys stopped. Some of them drop to the ground and gasp for air, some bent over and put their hands on their knees, gasping for air.
Naomi walked over to them and looked down on them. "Get up "
A few of the boys groaned.
"I said get up," she said louder than before
One by one, they got up. "Why does it look like you guys can hardly run a couple laps?" she asks.
"No, we are just not used to getting up for training so early."
"Oh well, get used to it because it's going to be an everyday thing," said Naomi
"Running shows me your base, but football isn't just about endurance, which some of you guys lack."
"It's also about control awareness. decision making under pressure."
She turns and points at the cones on the field. "Let's finish our training."
She split the boys into small groups. "First is ball control."
Noami throws the balls toward them one by one.
"First touch decides everything. If your first touch is bad, your next move is already dead."
Kairo stepped forward. The ball came fast, he cushioned it with his foot, but it bounced slightly too far.
"tch"
"Too heavy," Naomi said to him
"Again, please, "said Kairo
Next came passing drills.
"quick, sharp one-touch"
"Move the ball."
"Don't stare at your feet, Kairo."
"Talk to each other."
"Eli, move to your left," said Kairo. Eli reacted late, barely getting the pass.
"Focus," Kairo muttered,
"I am focusing my body, it just isn't awake yet," said Eli with a sad face.
Then came the sprint drills
"Speed isn't just running fast," Naomi said, "it's how fast you decide to move."
Noah lined up, cracking his neck, "Finally, something fun."
FWEEET
They launched forward. Noah exploded off the line, quickly taking the lead.
"Yo! he's fast!" someone shouted.
Kairo followed, not as quick off the start but steady and controlled at the finish. He came in last.
After everything, it was 9:00 am breakfast time.
Inside the dining hall, there was food and chefs.
"Finally, food," Eli said while grabbing a tray.
The boys piled their plates with eggs, toast, porridge, and fruit.
Most of them eat and talk to each other; some eat quietly.
while some are watching an interview on the dining hall TV.
After breakfast, they were back outside this time, the field turned into an obstacle drill course; cones, hurdles, ladders, and poles were set up.
"New drill," said Naomi, "this tests everything."
She points at the course "Speed. Agility controls mental focus."
They all went one by one
Jump, Sprint, Sharp, and turn Ball control through cones was what everyone was supposed to do. It took a couple of hours to get this done.
A few hours pass, and it's now dinner time. The boys sat in the dining hall again, each of them was eating fish and rice with veggies.
The door opens, and Naomi walks into the room.
"What are you going to give us, one more drill?" said a player
"No, I'm not, just shut up and listen," said Naomi