God Of football - Chapter 60

Chapter 60: Life Goals Chapter 60: Life Goals After the dinner, Komi and Miranda sat down with Izan to talk about the deal.

“Okay, Izan, it’s time for business”, Miranda said with a cheesy smile.

“Eish, too corny,” Izan said with a smile.

“We’ll see if it’s corny or not”, Miranda said while smiling at Komi.

“Okay, do you guys need space, or do you want to talk about the deal?

It’s about me here, so stop shooting love gazes at each other,” Izan said with an annoyed look.

Although Izan looked annoyed, it wasn’t annoyance but genuine happiness that his mother had found someone else to confide in who wasn’t him or his sister.

“Okay, okay.

I spoke with the sponsorship director today, and guess what?

They would be glad to have you on board,” Miranda said.

“When I spoke to them today, they seemed to be in a hurry.

It’s probably due to yesterday’s match, which might have convinced them more,” Miranda continued.

” They are also afraid that Nike is preparing an offer for you and are trying to get you to sign with them before you change your mind” Miranda spoke again.

“The deal they offered is enticing for someone your age, but I argued that you do not play like someone your age, so they shouldn’t play that kind of card”, Miranda said with a smug look, trying to take some credit for herself.

Komi patted her on the back which brought a smile to Miranda’s face again.

Izan, who was looking on, just rolled his eyes at their affectionate actions.

“We finally agreed on 16 for a period of 7 years,” Miranda said.

Izan’s jaw dropped after Miranda stopped speaking.

“16 what ” Komi, who didn’t understand what Miranda said, asked.

“Well, what do you think?

Of course, it’s 16 million euros for a period of 7 years, which is around 2.3 million euros a year”, Miranda answered Komi’s question.

“Wow, brother, you’re rich”, Hori, who was listening in on the conversation, said.

“Why that much money?” Komi asked with a concerned look.

“Don’t look at me with that face; it’s your son,”, Miranda said.

“He’s too good an attraction to pass up on” Miranda added.

“The only thing you have to do is participate in a few promotional videos, images and events during the year.

“As required, they’ll also supply you with football boots and gear, so it’s a really good deal, and in case you meet some of their targets or your value goes up, we can renegotiate for a better deal” Miranda finished.

“And what are these targets,” Izan asked.

“Well, one of these targets is winning the Champions League or Europa League, which I, for one, find it difficult for you to do at your current club, but hey, you never know”, Miranda said.

“Winning individual awards like the Golden Boy award or Pichi Chi too is one of these targets,” Miranda said.

“The Golden Boy Award is a good start, and I think you can win it.

No, I know you will win it; that’s how much I believe in you” so try to win it next year”, Miranda said.

“Okay,” Izan replied.

“My brother is rich” Hori screamed before jumping onto Izan.

“Brother, there’s this dress that I want”, Hori said but was shut out before she could finish.

“Top your class first.

Then we talk” Izan said.

“Hmm, stingy,” Hori said before going away.

Komi and Miranda laughed at the interaction between the two siblings.

“Well then Izan, prepare to empty your wallet,” Hori said.

Getting first place was natural for a genius like her.

“I don’t have a wallet; Mum keeps all my salary,” Izan said pointing to Komi.

Miranda, who heard this, also turned to Komi.

” Honey, there’s this bag that I want.

Can you get it for me?”.

“Go away,” Komi said with a smile.

The family of four laughed as the silent night approached.

The next day, Hori, Komi and Miranda all went out leaving Izan at home.

Izan, after completing his daily tasks, wore some comfortable clothes before coming down.

“Breakfast is on the table.

Have a great day” read a sticky note on the fridge.

Izan, after reading it, smiled, crumpled it and threw it into the bin.

After his breakfast, Izan took his gear bag before heading outside.

After locking the door, Izan headed towards the taxi in front of him and boarded it.

“[Oh, mi madre.

Estoy feliz hoy.

Hola Izan, soy un gran fan.

Gracias por tus actuaciones para el club] ” Oh, my mother.

I’m happy today.

Hello Izan, I’m a big fan.

Thank you for your performances for the club” Izan, who had just gotten into the car, heard the ramblings of the driver.

“[Gracias también por tu apoyo] Thank you too for your support” Izan replied.

“[ningún problema] No problem” the driver said.

After this exchange, the driver didn’t bother Izan anymore and focused on getting to the location.

Izan, after tipping the driver, got down and headed towards the training complex.

On his way, Izan met some of the working staff and greeted them before heading towards the locker room.

“Hey, let’s go to the cafeteria”, Mark, who had entered the room after Izan, said.

Izan, who had already eaten, felt that he was still a bit hungry.

“Probably because I’m growing,” he thought.

“Okay, let’s go”, Izan said.

On the way to the Cafeteria, Izan and Mark found Pietro on his phone.

The latter was happily giggling and smiling while texting on the phone.

“People turn fools after falling in love, but this guy is just a level above”, Mark said to Izan.

“Oi Pietro, Stop grinning and hurry to the Cafeteria”, Gaya, who came out of a room next to Mark and Izan, said.

Pietro almost dropped his phone after being scared by Gaya.

Izan and Mark, on the other hand, couldn’t stop laughing at Pietro’s reaction to Gaya’s voice.

Pietro, after Gaya’s warning, still proceeded to chat on his phone.” It seems our brother has fallen for real now” Mark said.

“Come on we all know Pietro falls in love too easily.

Remember Maria,” Izan said, drawing a laugh from Mark.

Maria was a girl Pietro had fallen in love with when their youth team went to play a UEFA Youth League match in Germany after meeting the girl once.

Pietro would always use the “love at first sight ” phrase to comfort himself but he also knew that it was true.

The two after mocking Pietro for a hastened their steps and went to the Cafeteria.

After entering the Cafeteria, Izan and Mark saw Pepelu sitting alone and proceeded to the latter’s table.

“Hey, Izan”, Pepelu hugged Izan after the latter, and Mark got to the Cafeteria.

The same was happening all around as the other players went around greeting each other.

This was a rule that Baraja had instituted after he became Coach, and it was done in hopes that the relationship between players would improve.

After eating and conversing with each other, the players headed towards the physio and massage room.

All the players went through the hands of the head Physiotherapist and Masseur, especially Izan who was given special care because of all the tackles he endured during matches.

After this, some of the players went to the gym while others went to the recovery room.

Izan was among the latter, as his muscles tend to be sore after each session.

After the session, the players went to the pitch, where a light training session was done to prevent any injuries.

Izan wasn’t much of a training freak but he paid his due.

Although they were advised to take it easy, Izan ran the cones like his life depended on it.

The players who saw this all threw caution to the wind.

If a kid this young is not taking it easy, why should they?

The players, motivated by Izan joined in on the training and even proceeded to play a scrimmage match in which Izan made 2 assists in a 3-1 victory for his side.

This training session also led to an ice bath for recovery before the players headed home.

Izan, who couldn’t drive yet, hitched a ride with Mark as the former lived on the Latter’s way home.

It was a tiring day, but Izan enjoyed it nonetheless.

Izan, who still felt a bit sore smiled.

“I must enjoy football to be laughing in this situation, ” he thought.

Izan proceeded to take a recovery potion after entering his room as he wanted to rest for a while before the women of the house arrived.

After a while, Komi and Hori arrived at the house followed by Miranda as always.

Izan, who heard the movement downstairs, came down.

“Oh, Izan, come, come”, Miranda said.

“What now” Izan said as he dragged himself to where Miranda was.

“Have you ever been to Germany?” Miranda asked.

“Yeah, twice”, Izan replied, causing Miranda’s smile to fall.

“Okay, then how about going again” she asked.

“What are you talking about, Izan said a bit annoyed.

“Well, it’s about the contract.

Adidas wanted a representative to come to us, but I told them how about signing it at their headquarters in Germany?” Miranda paused and continued.

“They agreed and decided to take care of the costs so we set a date which is during the international break”.

“Nice,” Izan said.

The two talked about the details for a while and only stopped when Hori called them for dinner A/n: My hands are sore from typing.

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