God Of football - Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Young Leader Chapter 113: Young Leader “Okay, guys, we’ll be having a mock test next week, and I hope you are prepared”, a deep male voice said.

“Uhhhhhh” a student groaned.

“Mock test?

We are only three weeks into this semester, and there’s already a mock test,” another student quipped.

“I can’t take this anymore.

I might actually quit school and work at a stripper bar” the previous student spoke again.

“Dude, you’re a guy”, his friend said.

“Won’t matter though.

Some people will probably have it easy,” the student said, looking in the direction of a boy who sat with his phone in hand.

…..

“Hey Izan, you prepared,” Sosa said as he sat beside Izan.

Izan glanced up and spoke, “We haven’t learned much.

The teacher just said a mock test probably to scare you.

It won’t be that hard” Izan said.

Izan and Sosa spoke for a while as the teacher gathered his notes and left the class.

“Wanna head to training together,” Sosa said as he picked up his bag.

“Sure,” Izan said, standing up.

With their bags slung over their shoulder, Izan and Sosa headed out after the bell rang.

“We have a Copa del Rey match in a bit.

Try to impress the Coach in training and get some game time” Izan said as the duo rode their bikes.

“I’ll try, but not everyone is a “generational talent” like you”, Sosa said with a cheeky smile, referring to a headline in a newspaper.

Izan smiled slightly as he heard Sosa’s words.

Both players rode in silence as they headed towards the Cuidad Deportiva de Paterna.

“Good day, Mr.

Pas” Izan and Sosa greeted the security guard at the entrance of the training complex.

The guard smiled and responded before letting the two in.

“I can’t wait to drive,” Izan said as he rode the bike.

“You will have to wait at least 2 years for that,” Sosa said with a smirk.

“Relish in it while it lasts.

2 years is not that long, and I think I can actually apply for it earlier if I leave Valencia”, Izan causally said.

Sosa’s face became somewhat sad after Izan spoke.

He knew that a few clubs had come knocking on Valencia’s door for Izan despite scepticism earlier.

It was only a matter of time before a big team swooped in for Izan.

Izan noticed his expression and smiled.

“By then, you would have cemented your place in the squad and would have a big few offers,”, Izan said playfully.

Hearing Izan’s words Sosa smiled as the duo rode for a hit in silence.

Reaching the field, the duo changed into their training kits.

After entering the training pitch, Izan and Sosa saw a few young players, as well as substitutes on the pitch, warming up.

Izan and Sosa looked at each other, stunned at what they were seeing.

“Guess we’ll have to up our game,”, Izan said to Sosa after the theatre had agreed to train with Izan.

No sooner had they entered the pitch when Pietro arrived.

“Wow, you guys really want to get rid of the old guys,” Pietro said including himself in the old guy criteria.

“Leave this dummy alone, and let’s train”, Izan said to a few players, including Sosa, after he got near them.

The players nodded following Izan’s suggestions as they participated in some rondo sessions.

The young players hadn’t recognised it themselves but Izan had become something akin to a leader to them.

In this session, Izan played quick passes, displaying his skill.

A few players approached him and asked how he did it after seeing him effortlessly evade even difficult circumstances.

Izan took time and explained a few things to them, knowing it wasn’t hard for these older players to come to someone younger than them like him for advice.

The effect of Izan’s advice wasn’t immediate, but a few players seemed to be emulating it.

It wasn’t as good as Izan did it but it was there.

The player in the circle had a hard time taking the ball after Izan’s suggestion to release the ball quickly and finding ways to deceive the opponent with just your legs.

Coach Baraja and Moreno watched the scene silently from afar, smiling as he watched Izan teach his mates.

“Turns out he’s also a natural-born leader,”, Baraja thought as he looked at Izan.

….

After a quarter of an hour passed, the rest of the remaining players arrived.

Ruben Baraja, together with his Coaching staff, approached.

As the players saw the multitude of bald men, save for a few approaching, they recognised what day it was.

The younger players who had already trained a hit sighed in acceptance.

“Some of them were going to die today”.

Ruben Baraja, together with his staff, put the players through the wringer.

The players were left gasping for air as they participated in the training.

“No more.

No more Coach.

Please, I’m begging you,” Pietro said, falling to the ground and holding Baraja’s ankle.

The players, who were all dying from exhaustion, laughed at the scene unfolding.

“Okay, I guess this is enough,” Baraja said.

“I wouldn’t want anyone to get injured by pushing too hard”, his actual thoughts said.

After ending the session, the players poured into the recovery rooms while Izan headed to the gym.

He had been training to improve his leg strength the previous weeks and was doing really well.

“So how do we do this,” Sosa said as he sat beside Izan.

Izan, who was setting up the machine, looked at Sosa with concern.

“What?

I thought you said we should train together,” Sosa said, sparking a smile from Izan.

“Well, all I have to say is that your efforts won’t fail you”, the latter said.

“Well then, let me join you”, Pietro, who suddenly appeared, said.

The trio trained in silence for a while.

As they were training, a thought flashed in Izan’s mind.

“It’s been a while since I checked anyone’s stat,”, Izan said as he looked at Sosa and Pietro.

“Max, activate the snooping function,” Izan said.

‘Ding [snooping function activated].

[Two targets identified] *Pietro Luis Cava *Sosa Herrera “Select Pietro,” Izan thought as he focused on his training.

PLAYER  INFO – – – – – – – – –  NAME:[PIETRO LUIS CAVA] AGE:[20] HEIGHT:[1.87m(6’16)] PROFESSION:[FOOTBALLER] STATUS:[Senior team Player] TEAM: Valencia Cf SYSTEM EVALUATION: [Solid player.

Could be more] PLAYER RATING:[77/100] POSITION:[Attacking/central midfielder] POTENTIAL:[89]             STATS             – – – –  Speed:75 Body control:79 Spatial awareness: 84 Technique: 77 Shooting:75 Passing: 83 Body strength:76 Defending: 68 Weak foot strength: 4 stars Skill move :3 stars SKILLS POSSESSED – – – – – – – – – – – –  Stepovers Lv 2: 57% Completion Cruyff turn Lv 2: 30% Completion Traits – – – –  Izan looked at Pietro’s stats and smiled.

He had grown in four Overall ratings since the last time he checked and his potential had gone up by one rating.

Although it didn’t seem big, it meant the threshold for Pietro’s prime or peak had increased.

“Hmmph, Incitor” Izan said as he looked at the new trait.

Clicking on it, a new set of information appeared.

“This could be really helpful in earning an extra man advantage for the team.

A trash talker.

Nothing less of Pietro” Izan said.

“Did you say something?” Pietro asked Izan, who shook his head.

: 10% chance of proving the opponent.

[Has stack effect].

Izan read the description briefly before opening Sosa’s hub.

PLAYER  INFO – – – – – – – – –  NAME: SOSÁ HERRERA AGE:18 HEIGHT:1.84m(6’1) PROFESSION: FOOTBALLER STATUS: [Senior Team Substitute] SYSTEM EVALUATION:[A budding player] TEAM: [Valencia CF] PLAYER RATING:[74/100] Position:[ Central midfielder] Potential:[86]              STATS              – – – –  Pace:77 Body control:75 Spatial awareness: 72 Technique: 77 Shooting:80 Passing: 79 Body strength:67 Defending: 72 Weak foot strength: 3 stars Skill move :3 stars SKILLS POSSESSED – – – – – – – – – – – –  Flip flap Lv 2:99% Completion Roulette Lv 2: 70%Completion Ronaldo chops Lv 3:10% Completion Trait – – – –  : Organises attacks and defence with a 20% ball win rate.

: 50% chance of repeating a good long ball.

As Izan stared at Sosa’s stats, he couldn’t help but smile.” These could really help the team when utilised well” Izan muttered as he thought about the stats of both players.

Without realising, the trio had trained for a while.

After stopping, they headed towards the recovery room which had freed up a bit and underwent their sessions.

After entering the locker room, the trio quickly found it empty except for a few players who were dressing up.

Izan, together with Pietro and Sosa went for their showers before coming back out and dressing.

…..

“Bye, Mr.

Pas”, Izan said as the trio exited the Complex.

After talking with Izan and Sosa for a while, Pietro went to the car park and took out his car.

“See you guys on Friday” Pietro said before he revved his car.

Izan and Sosa stared at him as the latter drove off.

Izan and Sosa also rode their bikes and conversed along the way before splitting up at a junction with each player heading his way.