*STARTED WRITING IN 2015!*
Image that the 2018 World Cup is right around the corner, and that you get to meet the famous players from around the World. But, Image that you never knew the players, or what they stood for...
Enter Zack, a young adult...
"Zack! Incoming!" I heard someone yell. Before I knew it, I looked up to see a high speed soccer ball impacting my face and knocking me off the bench.
"Damn it Fabio! That's the third time!" I said as I got up raising my voice.
"Sorry! Won't happen again!" He insured.
"Yeah that's what you said the last three times." I said grumbling back.
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That's Fabio Coentrao... He's a cool guy yes, but I quickly learned that he was an unpredictable klutz with the ball after getting hit in the face the first time. Why am I at Portugal's soccer practice you ask? At least i'm learning people's names. A long story short, Cristiano advised that I should come with him to his training session for multiple reasons.
One, to help me practice since he found out about yesterday's events and my recent interest in soccer, or by Neymar's words, "Football".
Two, he says after everything I had been through prior to meeting him, taking a day to calm my mind would be the best for me.
And three because I think they needed a water boy... But I'm pretty sure it was cause of the first two right??
Anyway he was right, I've actually loosened up a bit being around here. Watching him practice was an interesting sight as well. So much to where I needed to start taking mental notes.
Meeting his friends and teammates has actually been a great experience. I guess the funny part about it all is that a lot of them think that I'm Cristiano's lost brother or something. It's probably because the two of us talk a lot to each other or something...
Anyway, I opened my Instagram, and yes I made one. Thanks to Neymar tagging me in yesterday's picture I gained about 600 followers and growing. "At the training session with @cristiano!" I captioned, as I managed to take a picture with him before he carried on training.
The whistle blew.
"Alright, guys let's call it quits today." The coach said.
Cristiano sat down on the bench beside me.
"Hey Cristiano what's going on? You guys are ending much earlier than usual." I turned and asked. I assumed that they always ended near the evening, but its afternoon still.
"Yea I know, it's because we've got more teams coming here today. It will give their players a chance to use the field. Also there's a meeting tonight between most of the coaches and FIFA board directors. It's more like a dinner, the team captains should be there too." He explains.
"Ohh ok." I nodded in agreement as I opened a bottle of water to drink it.
"....And I want you to go with me." he quickly informed me.
Spitting out all the water, I screamed. "What!?" Everyone looked at me and as I covered my mouth. I then resumed speaking in a softer tone. "Why do you want me to go? It's too fancy for me, I don't even know what proper etiquette is!" I argued.
