"How, how did I lose? It's okay. It's gonna be okay. All I have to do is show the world how great I am and I can get scouted." "It's not gonna be okay." Valeri stood over me with his usual indifference. But this time was different, a scent of anger came from his breath. "Why do you work hard?" "Huh?" "What's the point?" I looked up at him but my neck was too weak to hold my head up. "The ground isn't gonna give you any answers. Look up." I laid there silently, there was no point in arguing with him. I know I'm pathetic. Valeri stood there for a second before walking away. "You don't deserve to be on a team with me. It ruins my whole aesthetic."
Why? Wait no…I scored. I scored against one of God's Chosen 11! The scouts will definitely think high of me after that. Ray walked over to me and helped me up. "What will you do now?" She asked. "I'm gonna train." I said. She tapped my back and walked away. "Well it's all on you now." She said with a wave.
This time I don't have to do physical training. I just have to change my mindset. If I don't know why I want to play soccer, I'll just find out.
I tugged at my gloves and readied myself for the second match of the high school season. If I'm gonna show the world my fire, I'll have to have nothing on my mind but soccer. Even if it means being alone, I'll get it all done. This is my philosophy, my purpose. If I'm gonna save my father, I'll have to find myself. And use him in order to accomplish my goal.
I walked into the vast pitch, with hundreds of fans watching my every move. I'll show them. This is my team, not Valeri's.