BECOMING BY DARCKNIGHT

determination every day after already training and playing with the men earlier.The city's heartbeat pulsed through the café's doors and I'm there every night dancing to its rhyt

main reason of coming here which is the dream of becoming a professional football pl

ering that I couldn't possibly give my best with the weight of exhaustion bearing down on me,As I stared at my worn-out reflection in the mirror,I was looking like I would melt into the uniform I was wearing, a surge of determination coursed through my veins.I always knew that success required perseverance and that dreams were not realized without sacrifice. With a deep breath,I made a promise to myself to push through the fatigue and to overcome the hurdles that threatened

ouldn't wait to show the scouts coming to watch that I'm better than the current level I'm playing in, I want a chance in the very top also and I'm confident that I can reach there. the team we were to play against arrived shortly after also and did their warm up right opposite us at the other half of the pitch, the Game started shortly after,the match was an intense one,more physically demanding than I've ever witnessed since I got to Oslo with the opposing team pushing hard to claim victory,the difference in quality between our team and theirs was so glaring.my muscles screamed with each sprint and body yearning for rest. But I fought on with a mission on my,my passion burning brighter than ever as I was playing a very important position in the Game as the advanced Midfielder. In the final moments of the game with the opposing team leading us with a goal,with my legs heavy and my lungs gas

hey started to frequent our team matches, their eyes fixed on my development and enquiries about me were made from the Coach who referred them to my Agent (Coach Ade) . The possibility of turning my dreams into reality grew stronger with each passing day.However, as success beckoned, so did the temptation to abandon my nocturnal job. The hours at the café limited my time for rest and recovery, and the fatigue threatened to consume me. Doubts crept in, whispering that I couldn't give my best on the pitch while working late nights.In the midst of this internal struggle,I approached the Cafe Owner who has always been kind with me to let her know of my difficulties with balancing my life at work

faces and the bond he had formed with the owner to this environment,to the Lads at the Local Team But my dreams called out to me, beckoning me to take the leap into the unknown.The Leap into the Phase I've been preparing for all this while. In a heartfelt conversation with the café owner, I expressed my gratitude for the opportunities I had been given.I explained his dreams of becoming a professional football player and the offers I had received. Though tinged with sadness, the café owner's eyes gleamed with pride."Go, my dear," she said, her voice filled with warmth and encouragement. "You were never meant to stay here forever. Chase your dreams and make us proud."And so, with a mix