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 Zachary left the Death Valley right after Coach Johansen had finished naming the line-ups for the game. A weight had been lifted from his shoulders when the coach mentioned his name as part of the team. He walked taller. His stride was lighter, more carefree.
 He was looking forward to the game against Viking FK.
 The cold evening gave him a reason to rush back home—to his new apartment and enjoy the warmth of the heating system in his room. He quickened his step and reached Moholt within less than fifteen minutes.
 "You're back." Kasongo flashed him a smile when he entered the small kitchen, also serving as their living room. Zachary noticed that he'd just placed some French fries and chicken breasts in the oven. The boy was someone who enjoyed his chicken. That was a conclusion made by Zachary after spending the past few days with him.
 "How was it?" He asked, looking at Zachary expectantly.
 Zachary grinned and said: "What do you think? I'm on the team."
 Kasongo sighed. "Man, you're a lucky bastard. You're already going to play a match in Europe, whereas I'm stuck with physicals at the gym, day in day out."
 "Just cut down on your meat consumption," Zachary advised. "You wouldn't need the physicals if you had no excess fat."
 "Who's says that chicken increases fat? It's just because of my height that I've issues with my body fat percentage." Kasongo argued.
 "Are you in the starting eleven?" He asked.
 "I don't know yet. The coaches will name the starting team players tomorrow before the match. But I'll most likely not be starting." Zachary replied.
 "That's understandable. You're a newbie on the team." Kasongo intoned. "Is the match going to be played in the main Lerkendal Stadium?" He asked.
 "Yes," Zachary replied. The Lerkendal Idrettspark, owned by Rosenborg, consisted of the main stadium and three training pitches. They were well managed and strictly controlled by the club's management. Their under-19 game against Viking Stavanger would take place in the main stadium.
 "If you play, I will be there to cheer you on. Go and showcase the spirit of African football." Kasongo smiled. He then focused on cutting onions in preparations for their dinner. The two had resolved to cook in turns during their stay together in Trondheim. That day was Kasongo's turn.
 Zachary didn't talk at length with Kasongo that night. He washed up, ate dinner, and headed back to his room to sleep by 9:00 PM. He was tired mentally and physically. The training had emptied his energy reserves.
 However, he was glad that he'd taken another step towards achieving his dream of becoming a pro soccer player on the international stage.
 Zachary felt good as he crawled beneath the sheets. He slept well that night, dreaming of himself lying in a bed of dollars.
 The day of the match finally arrived.
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 The Nordmenn loved their soccer, or rather, their football teams. The people of Trondheim were no exception. Rumors about Rosenborg's under-19 match against Viking Stavanger had spread fast in the small city of Trondheim over the previous few days. They attracted a large number of fans that had arrived at the stadium two hours before the start of the match.
 By 2:30 PM, the stands behind one of the goalposts were already fully occupied. That was the section of the stadium that often housed the staunch fans—also members of Rosenborg's supporter club during matches.
 Kasongo could feel the adrenaline from the pitch to the stands and flowing right around the stadium. It was the sort of tension mixed with excitement that should not have occurred for a simple under-19 match. He was glad that he'd tagged along with a group of new friends to the stadium. And this was a particularly overzealous group of fans.
 He looked expectantly towards his friend, Zachary. He was among the Rosenborg under-19s warming-up between the goalposts that stood sentry at either end of the perfect pitch. He looked the part of a real pro in the black Rosenborg training kit.
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 For Zachary, it was the perfect day with the ideal conditions in which to play his first match in Europe. The weather was gorgeous that afternoon. Blue skies, no wind, ambient temperature—it was more like an absence of weather. The usual autumn coldness was absent that Tuesday.
 Lerkendal Stadium was millions of perfect grass strands as eager for the start of play as the fans who had already brought the stadium to light. Zachary could hear their loud cheers fueling his eagerness to perform. But at the same time, he was a bit overwhelmed by the atmosphere. It had been a long time since he last played in front of a crowd.
 Zachary stretched his legs and watched the Viking FK players match into the other half of the pitch. Their light grey-training kits seemed somewhat dull to Zachary.
 As they took the field in perfect formation, a slow, steady booing filled the air. The Rosenborg home fans were already giving the Viking team hell even before the match started. Although the stadium was only a quarter full, the cheers of the fans were deafening.
 "All players stop the warm-up exercises and head to the dressing room..." The assistant coach, Bjørn Peters, yelled as he moved around the half of the pitch occupied by the Rosenborg team.
 "Zach! Zach!"
 As Zachary jogged towards the dressing room, he heard someone calling out his name from one of the emptier stands. He looked up only to find Kristin, Mr. Stein, and another old gentleman sitting just beside the stadium tunnel entrance.
 "We are rooting for you," Kristin yelled when he cast his sight towards the trio.
 "Thank you." Zachary mouthed the words. He waved to his acquaintances before moving on towards the dressing room.
 "You know Kristin Stein?" A voice sounded from behind him once he stepped into the tunnel.
 Zachary turned around and noticed that the substitute goalkeeper had arrived behind him at some point. He was Grant Anderson, a tall Caucasian with blue eyes and a chiseled jaw. The combination of his blonde hair, tied into a ponytail, and booming voice made him seem intimidating.
 "Yes," Zachary replied. "But just casually," he emphasized.
 Grant observed him with narrowed, rigid, and cold eyes before saying: "I hope what you say is true. Otherwise. Hmmm." He harrumphed before continuing to the dressing room.
 "Is old Grant giving you a hard time?" Ole Selnæs inquired. He'd come up to him right after the goalkeeper left.
 "Nope. He was just saying hi," Zachary replied honestly. He had not taken Grant's words seriously. Thoughts about the match were what occupied his mind at that moment. He wouldn't bother about the ravings of a teenager before his first game.
 "That's great." Ole patted the back of his shoulder. "Keep your head in the game. I'm sure the coach will give you an opportunity today." He gave Zachary a thumbs up before continuing to the dressing room.
 Zachary found the dressing room in a state of chaos. Hoots, hollers, and laughter sounded back and forth through the air, ricocheting off the lockers like metal bullets. Most of the players were slowly putting on their white t-shirts and black shots. That was the official home jersey of team Rosenborg.
 "Zach," Mushaga, the only other black fellow in the room, called out to him after seeing Zachary standing by the entrance. He was the player with an afro haircut. The coach had named him as one of the forwards for the game.
 "Your jersey is there," he said, pointing to one of the hooks beside a locker. He seemed like a friendly person to Zachary.
 "Thank you," Zachary said before picking up the jersey. Since Zachary was not yet officially on the team, he received a numberless jersey for that match.
 Coach Johansen and his assistant soon came in. The room fell into silence. The Rosenborg under-19s, dressed in their full jerseys, turned their focus on to the coach.
 "We'll play the 4:5:1 formation…" He started explaining the tactics right away while inscribing the squad on the whiteboard fixed to the wall.
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 Goalkeeper; Even Barli.
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 The center-backs; Simen Wangberg, Espen Schmitz.
 The right-back; Ulrik Balstad. Left-back; Christoffer Aasbak.
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 Central-midfielders (Defensive); Ole Selnæs, Fredrik Midtsjö.
 Central-midfielder (Attacking); Gjermund Asen.
 Right-wingers; Jonas Svensson. Left-winger; Markus Henriksen.
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 Forward; Mushaga Bakenga.
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 In a few minutes, the coach expounded on the formation and tactics for the first half. The team would play with four defenders, five midfielders, and a single forward. Coach Johansen intended to shut down every passing opportunity of the opposition. Thus, the players would attack and defend together like a pack of wolves.
 Zachary was left on the bench together with Grant, Emil, and Jonas. The other three players seemed unhappy about it. However, Zachary was different. It was his first game with the club. He wasn't expecting to be in the starting line-up for the game in the first place.
 With his mind at ease, Zachary left the dressing room and headed to the technical area to watch the start of the game. He had to analyze every moment of play to search for opportunities he could exploit when he joined the game as a substitute.
 The two teams didn't keep the fans waiting for long.
 At exactly 3:45 PM of that Tuesday, two armies of eleven walked onto the green to pitch war in the way of civilized societies.
 The match between Rosenborg U19 versus Viking U19 was finally starting.
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 Dive into a novel about the rise of a legendary sportsman.
 Follow Zachary Bemba on his journey to become the G.O.A.T (Greatest Of All Time) in the soccer world.
 He travels back to a time in his past where opportunity abounds. Access to a system capable of propelling him to greater heights is just the icing on the cake.
 From a nobody born in one of the poorest and most remote places on the planet, he relentlessly pursues his goal of becoming the greatest sportsman the world has ever seen.
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 Lu Yang: No, it was kicked by a man named Messi. He knocked down World No. 1 David Boateng.
 Moric: Why don’t you want to wear the number seven jersey that symbolizes glory?
 Lu Yang: Because Real Madrid is gone, there will be no seven in the future! Once I put on that jersey, I am afraid that I will become a nuclear weapon seven who kills without blinking an eye!
 Morich: Lu, the upside-down golden hook you scored outside the penalty area yesterday was so handsome, how did you do it?
 Lu Yang: Very simple, don’t call me Lu, call me Ibrahimovic!
 Moric: How did you manage to save five penalties in one game?
 Lu Yang: This starts with the moment card I drew in Santordo…
 Lu Yang: Well, you asked me so much, now it’s my turn to ask you. Do you think that Baezami looks a lot like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Majin Buu?
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 In 1993, Michael Jordan just finished his first three consecutive championships and set out to retire. The four major centers raged in the league, and the voice of those in the penalty zone reverberated all over the world. David Stern is actively looking for the next super guard swingman. , NBA is about to usher in its first commercial prosperity. At the same time, a loud voice was born on the court of Bizer High School… Here is the point guard! 
 ‘Importance of him to the 1st position in the league’s science popularization’-Jason Kidd 
 ‘He changed the point guard’-Stephen Nash 
 “He is my life idol”-Stephen Curry 
 ‘There would be no me without him’-Chris Paul
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 I am Kaka. 
 I am the most beautiful boy in the audience, I am the strongest solo midfielder, I am unparalleled in the world, I am naturally strong, but I was just left by the best friends and best opponents just before he came to the world. 
 I hold the best script, but only the protagonist of half of the drama. 
 This time, all stories will be rewritten.
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 [Guard with a knife, as the name suggests, a point guard in the penalty zone who is struggling for life. ] 
 Dugge, an international student at UCLA Anderson School of Business, has had bad luck since receiving a full scholarship. 
 First, he was assigned to the dormitory of basketball players, and he had various problems with the over-the-top super five-star player Darren Collison, and there were constant quarrels. 
 Then he was hit by a Hollywood actress driving a pickup truck. 
 In the end, he was hit by a meteor. 
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 He was slow on his feet, couldn't jump properly and worst of all, he didn't know how to hold the ball properly.
 The only way that Unique FC was able to survive taking in a massive goal-fest sometimes was because of the extra effort they put in their defence.
 After a terrible match in which Dave wasn't able to make any saves and also made a lot of mistakes, he was seriously scolded by the managerial staff and almost received a beating from his angry teammates.
 He got home sad and also angry at all those who told him he looked like his grandfather and would therefore inherit his goalkeeping skills.
 He discovered a hidden door below his room and when he got down there the only thing he could see was a black box.
 He found the box to be quite familiar and when he opened it the last thing he saw was a bright white light when the light was gone he could see something in his field of vision.
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 A female voice read out the messages.
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 Lu Ran, the cold and perfect student, silently fell into Jiang Nuan, this big pit and never got out in his life.
 Years later, Jiang Nuan touched her chin and suddenly realized that her entire youth was the history of being pursued by this **Men Sao.
 Jiang Nuan: Are you serious? Then, can you pursue me even more crazy and cool!
 Lu Ran: Isn’t it crazy cool to bring you, a dud to a top university?
 You used to be cute, with bright eyes,
 and every moment you looked at me was like a confession.
 You are still very cute now,
 but there are thousands of worlds in your eyes besides me.
 Occasionally looking at me makes me want to confess to you madly.
 ——Lu Ran, a top student of the High School Affiliated to Normal University, has admit defeat.
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 Xiao Yu is the leader of the Red Rebels, but it is unknown that he is a 2010 traverser. He wants to use everything he knows to lead this group of rebel fanatics from the bottom of the English League. , Running all the way to the Premier League, and finally created a legend in football history that belongs to the fans and belongs to the Red Rebels! 
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 Dai Zong: Well, after warming up, you can start! what? The marathon is over? !
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 Tang Hao: I am not Jesus, nor is it every day, I just want to prove that the Chinese can also crush you.
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 Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
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 Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power.
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