Thomas is obsessed with football. He is great.
Thomas is invited to tryout for the best team in the nation. He is excited.
Thomas likes boys. But he avoids any kind of intimacy.
"I'm... I'm... Not..." Started the man, the boy moved his hands down to...
Vizanno, to Thomas' surprise woke up early. The man was up and working out in the backyard when the boy joined him. He looked at the man's sweaty body and watched for a while before either of them said anything. The exposed torso shinning! Vizanno put on a shirt before he said:
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"You got to receive balls perfectly during matches, so you'll have to work on your left foot... Work harder!" The player said before Thomas could cut him.
They went to the soccer field and a bunch of balls were on the pitch already.
"That's against the rules." Thomas said.
"Those rules are not on your contract... One of the legends trained me himself. Mark Magnus." Said Vizanno and Thomas was shocked. "Every year tryouts befriend the players and the players pick their favorites to train. Some of your friends are being trained at the cente during training and nobody says anything. Now shut your moody mouth and let's fix this sloppy foot."
The two men played together for a few years, intensity, and silence was the only thing happening as Vizanno made the boy run and jump and get the ball in very hard ways. Thomas saw the seriousness on Vizanno's face for the first time as commitment and not anger; he liked that side of the player, he liked the player side of Teddy Vizanno.
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Before lunch Thomas was still kicking and playing with the ball when Vizanno said it was time for the boy to go.
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