God Of football - Chapter 68

Chapter 68: Bonding Chapter 68: Bonding Izan laughed with her as the two continued talking.

“We’re hopeless, aren’t we?” Pedri asked but didn’t receive an answer.

He looked to the side and saw Pietro talking happily on the phone with a voice that belonged to a female.

Pedri, who couldn’t handle this, held his heart.

“I’m Hopeless,” he said as the two people he came with rubbed salt in the wound.

Izan and Olivia talked for a while as the two walked hand in hand.

They would have walked over the whole campus had Pedri not reminded Izan that they were on a time leash here.

“Thanks for coming, Izan; I enjoyed the surprise, “, Olivia said as the two walked towards the parking lot.

Pietro and Pedri followed along with the former still talking on his phone.

Pedri, who had long made peace with the fact that he was the only single person there, was now playing a game on his PS5 portable.

“Well, I’m glad I made your day wonderful.

We’ll be playing in about 2 days.

I’ll work hard to get into the lineup so that you can come watch me” Izan said as she held Olivia by the hand.

Olivia looked at Izan and squeezed the hand that had held hers.

“Okay,” she responded.

“Stay safe and tell me anything.

I’m always here for you,” Izan said, letting go of Olivia’s hand.

Pedri and Pietro walked over while waving at Olivia with the latter responding with a curt nod and smile.

The two sat in the Car, and after a while, Izan joined them.

“What were you doing when we left?” Pietro asked, trying to pry for details.

“Do I ask about your calls with your girl?” Izan shot back, refusing to give any details.

Pietro, who realised that he couldn’t get Izan to say anything good gave up and sat down.

Izan, after Pietro stopped pestering, turned to Pedri and asked where they would go next, but Pedri suggested they return since they could come around another day.

Izan nodded and soon they were on their way back.

The ride was quiet since nobody had anything to say.

Pietro, at the back, had fallen asleep with Izan looking out the window.

Pedri focused on driving and got a word or two to Izan when they stopped.

“Why don’t you come to Barcelona ” Pedri suddenly said after a moment of silence.

“Can you afford me?” Izan said with a laugh.

“We all know your financial situation isn’t the best” Izan added when Pedri looked at him.

“We’ll get better, and I’m just saying this in case you need to transfer; consider us your first option,”, Pedri said.

He had seen Izan in training these few days and the latter could do things for the club if he joined.

Even though he was young, that didn’t matter as age had nothing to do with ability.

He even thought that Izan sometimes reminded him of a young kid who had been training with them for some time now.

“I’ll do that if you come, but for now,” Izan said, looking at Pietro, who was asleep, “My heart is with Valencia”, Izan added after noticing that the latter wasn’t asleep.

Pietro, who felt a stare, wanted to open his eyes but didn’t want to give himself up.

“That will do,” Pedri said with a smile as the light turned green.

Not long after the talk, Pietro woke up.

Izan laughed at his fake act of waking up but didn’t let Pietro know her knew that he was awake before.

“Did you find him?” Luis de La Fuente asked the man who walked in.

“No sir, but Mr Amo said that he had gone out with Pedri and a kid from the U20s next door”.

“Did they say the destination?” Luis asked after hearing that Izan had gone with Pedri.

“Mr Amo said that they were going to the University of Madrid to visit a friend “, the man responded.

Luis de la Fuente nodded and waved his hand to send the man away.

He had been looking for Izan to discuss some things with him but couldn’t find him the whole day.

Well, I’ll see him tomorrow.

Izan, who didn’t know he was being looked for, arrived at the camp with Pedri and Pietro.

Pedri parked the car well and proceeded to return the car to Mr Amo.

Izan joined him and waved Pietro goodbye as the latter walked to the u20s building.

“I’ll join you guys soon”, Pietro said loudly when Izan and Pedri were leaving.

The two navigated their way and found Mr.

Amo’s office and gave him the key.

After checking out with Mr.

Amo, the duo walked over to the building which had their rooms and split up from there.

Izan, after entering his room, took a shower.

Today was very eventful and fun for Izan as he continued to think about the moments with Olivia whilst the droplets from the shower hit his back.

Izan only woke up from his daydream in the shower when the intensity of the droplets increased as he realised his hand had been increasing the water pressure.

After drying himself.

Izan wore some comfortable clothes and proceeded to lie on his bed, praying that sleep would come early, and it did as he drifted off into slumberland not 5 minutes after lying down.

He stirred from his slumber only when the pangs of hunger finally pulled him from his dreams.

Seeing as it was time for dinner, Izan stepped into his slides and went down for dinner.

This time though, everyone recognised him.

The players started seeing Izan as a real teammate and not some kid after the morning’s training session.

They were even surprised when they found out that he had 4 goals and 4 assists in 4 games for his club in the Spanish league and that wasn’t all.

They knew he was young, but they didn’t understand how young until Dani Garcia from Osasuna, who had played against Izan, told them.

They were greatly surprised then as they didn’t do the same when they were his age so they had to commend him for that.

Izan, who was walking to a table with his food, received nods and greetings from his teammates.

The change in attitude was nice for him so he accepted them in good hearts.

“Hmm, they like you,” Pedri said when Izan took a seat.

“Aren’t they supposed to?

I’m cute?”, Izan said, making a cute expression.

Pedri had to hold back as he was really near smashing his food into Izan’s handsome face.

“It’s nice.

At least I don’t have to be looking for passes in games” Izan said as he remembered his early days on the Valencia team.

Pedri also nodded at his words as he understood how it was to be the new guy on the team.

The duo ate in silence after this and only looked up when Mikel Oryazabal approached.

“Hey, sorry for mistaking you for one of the kids,” he said after getting Izan’s attention.

“But I am a kid,” Izan said with a smile.

“Anyway, I don’t blame you since I’m way above my age in this category,”, Izan said with a smile.

Oryazabal, being the chill guy, also smiled.

He turned to go, but Izan and Pedri offered the empty seat next to them, which he didn’t refuse.

The newly formed trio talked about themselves and their hobbies.

Izan found out new things about his teammates.

Pedri liked games like himself but he found out that Oryazabal liked horseriding.

Izan bonded well with the other two over dinner.

They only stopped talking when it was time for a tactical session with Luis de la Fuente in the conference room.

The trio still walked there together and sat together since they were the last to arrive.

Luis de la Fuente explained the roles of the players to them after every person got seated.

He explained what he expected of them in certain situations as well as their cooperation and coordination with each other as team chemistry was a really important fact in his system which required passing.

The players nodded at his explanation and were soon done with the seminar.

Pablo Amo informed Izan of Luis de la Fuente’s intention to talk to him the next day.

Izan nodded at his words and headed to the game lounge, where a lot of the players were.

Izan joined in on the fun playing games like pool and Tennis.

Iza, after this, went upstairs with the excuse that he was tired when the other players asked.

Some nodded in understanding while winking at Izan.

Izan smiled wryly as they seemed to have misunderstood something, but he was too lazy to explain, so he walked away.

Izan, after going up, talked with his mother on the phone for a while.

Komi fawned over her son on the phone and even asked for a video call.

Izan accepted the request but wished he hadn’t when Komi told him to eat a lot on the phone the whole time.

Izan nodded at his mother’s request, and after a while, he hung up and sent Olivia a text.

The latter seemed to be asleep so Izan also fell to his bed and slept.

He had had a long day, so he was a bit drained,d but it was better than sleeping after a game.

Izan slept as quickly as he had put his head on the pillow letting the pillow drain his fatigue away.

As the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, the sun began its ascent, casting a warm, golden glow across the landscape, illuminating the world with its gentle radiance.

Izan’s boot stuck to the ground as if it didn’t want to move, but it didn’t have a mind of its own, so it had to follow its owner’s wishes.

Izan took control of the ball after receiving a pass from Pedro Porro.

His eyes scanning leftvand right looking for a pass but at the same time not forgetting the player approaching from behind.

Deciding on Pedri, Izam released the ball to his teammates before running into space.

Pedri who found the ba coming his way kicked it inside his legs with his left foot to get away from a tackle.

This high intensity game had only started for 5 minutes but it had already got his blood boiling.

Pedri after getting away decided to return the pass and sent a swift grounded pass to Izan who sent it forward with a simple touch.

He had already decided on who to pass to and did just so after he received the ball.

Mikel Oryazabal carefully trapped the ball with his chest before taking a touch with his right leg.

Mikel Oryazabal stood diagonally to the opposing player who was trying to take the ball.

With a few quick Stepovers, Oryazabal moved to the left with the inside of his right boot with the intent that the opposing player would do same and he got what he wanted when Eric Garcia did same.

Without waiting, Oryazabal took a touch again with the outerside of his right boot to complete the reverse elastico.

Oryazabal got away from his man skillfully and sent a pass to Izan who had just arrived.

Izan who had just arrived sent a low cross into the box.

Alvaro Moràta who was lurking in the box saw the pass and stuck out a foot to tap it into the box.

Luis de la Fuente smiled from the touchline.

Now all he needed was a proper right winger and he had his sights set on a kid in th u17 who he had seen during the u17 euros.

The training match continued as Izan’s team continued to wreak havoc on the defenders.

The session ended after a while due to ferran Torres hurting his nose.

“Izan follow me” Luis de la Fuente said after the players dispersed.

Izan followed as he wanted to hear what his coach had to say.