I am a young talent at Salford City football club, training for my first 90-minute match. Finally, I am not sitting on the bench, and the match is starting. I’m the one kicking. The score is 0-0; the time is 45+8, and I am very tired, but I have to play 90 minutes in this match. My friend gives me a good pass. I run, and a defender appears in front of me. I can’t pass, but I’m lucky; I send the ball to my friend, and he hits it with his head. The first half ends 1-0; our fans are singing to us, and I make my first assist.
Okay, we rest, and the second half begins. The other team takes the kickoff, and I run to intercept the pass. So I launch a counterattack with my friends. I make a good pass, and my friend finishes it. The score is 2-0, and the match ends like this. We won our first match this season. Our second match of the season is the derby, Salford City against Walsall City. The match is played, and we win 3-2. I score three goals and achieve a hattrick. Other matches are played. The season is over, and we didn’t lose any of our matches. I’m called by a Liverpool scout, and he says, “Do you want to play for Liverpool?” I’m shocked to hear this for the first time, but the scout tells me that I’m a star with 103 goals in the 3rd League, and I can score 20 or 30 goals in the Premier League; they need me. I accept, and then I wake up. It’s a nice dream, but I have to go to school.