A young footballers troubles in trying to find his new team their first major trophy in a long time while trying to balance a possible blossoming relationship around the globe. They are talking shit about me. I can tell that much. I don't speak German yet but their stares their confusion on why I'm here.
It's been ten days and they don't know I'm the one who's gonna take this club from tenth to top four. I guarantee to get Stuttgart champions league football. I had spent those months in Korea well. I had made friends with idols who I made contents with. But I also trained maybe more intensely than I have trained before. I would be better than before. Physically stronger, quicker, smarter.
Those idols all gave me messages of support and encouragement they said they would support me. Hell I've only sent half the shirts I need to and I'm taking it out my pay check. I've spent maybe 3K so far getting the shirts to the right people. Augsburg was our first opponent. If my teammates managed to mess this up I'll have to do more than I thought. It was two days from now. Tomorrow we would travel then the day after we would play.
I was on the bench and it pissed me off. I wanted to start I wanted to show my teammates to stop staring at me like that. The game was about to kick off I was on the bench but only for a minute. Once the game kicked off I looked at the manager who game me a nod of acknowledgement allowing me to go and start warming up already. It took less than twenty minutes for us to go down. Such a stupid fucking goal. I sighed but kept warming up.
It was annoying we kept making mistakes I know they lost players but this team has good enough quality they just are making dumb mistakes. By half tine we were down each time due to mistakes. The manager shouted at everyone in German then turned his head to me. You will play up top ok? I came on for Demirovic and watched Augsburg take kickoff and instantly moved to pressure the man with the ball.
