《Football System》Adapting (3)
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I woke up in the morning, the usual cereal was there but no milk. There were some old bills on the table with a note "Buy milk if you want". I took the money and ignored the cereal. I dressed up and went to our neighbors the Thompsons. It was an elderly couple, the woman ramed Rachael was and amateur agricultor, the man name was Robert I think, I wouldn't know as we would only stare and didn't even talk. She always boasted that her fruits and vegetables were better than those bought from the store and always offered us some. My mom was always too proud to accept their help, she didn't even think about why they offer us fruits or vegetables.
I walked to them and ringed the bell, there was a grumbling and after a minute or 2, Miss Thomson opened the door. She was really surprised to see me there alone so early in the morning.
She said "What are you doing little squirrel? Why are you here and alone so early in the morning? Is there an emergency?!" She worriedly asked.
I shook my head and said "No Nana! I just remembered that you said that your fruits and vegetables are tastier than the store ones! So I came here to buy a few from you!"
She ruffled my hair and said "Silly child! If you are hungry you just need to come to my place more often! And keep that money to buy yourself something later! Now come inside child I will make you a tasty breakfast!"
She eagerly pushed me inside, I nodded and smiled. When I arrived inside Mr. Thompson was on his usual chair watching the T.V. I said hi to him to only grumble something and continued watching T.V.
Ms. Thomson said "Don't worry about Robert, he's usually like that! He didn't curse at you so he is actually quite happy!"
I smiled and went to their dinner table while I waited for her to prepare breakfast. After a while there it was a plate of omelet with fresh fruits as side dishes and a fresh Orange juice. AWhat a great way to start the day!
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I properly thanked her and ate my fill. While I was eating she was talking and smiling like looking at her grandchildren. The story of the Thompson's was quite sad, Robert fought with his only child and because of that they never met their grandchildren. Not even when Robert died. I don't know what the fight was, but it seems that it was a big one.
So they were always alone and never talked too much with other people. Not many people knew about their circumstances and most people would leave them alone because of the constant grumpy Robert. I knew in my past life because I had to attend the funeral and Rachael told me on the way back as I was taking her back her home. She died of loneliness a few days later.
We arranged that I would come every day to have breakfast over there, I didn't even mention lunch because my mom would kill me if I ate all day there. Like as if I was going to eat at a church, she said that charity is for the needed and the day she couldn't bring food for our house, that would be the day she would let me ask for food in other places. I would need to convince her, that I'm not doing this for the food but for them, that they were too lonely.
Anyway, with a proper nutritious breakfast, my body felt with a lot of energy. I was ready for my practice. I added an improvise agile ladder to my obstacle course. It was before having to shoot in the tire.
I continued until was close to lunch, I took a quick shower and went to the library to meet my mother. We walked into the library and the process was pretty quick since the librarian knew my mother and knew she was in a hurry because this was her lunch break.
She gave me a lunchbox she brought from her worked and said bye to me and to not leave too late, that it was her condition so that she would let me stay here.
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I ate outside the library and then went inside again.
I only read a little of the books, to know if they were worthy to bring it home or not. Why did I need these books if I know better tactics in the future? Know your enemy! I didn't even remember these old tactics.
The other 3 hours I stayed on the computer looking at specifically one thing. Future matches to be held. I was trying to look for a good match with the perfect opportunity to gamble and with a lot of money. I need to ask my mother or another non-greedy adult to make the bet for me! What was I betting on? Of course the UEFA Champions League! The most important European tournament of all time.
Also, it was the only tournament I study with a great deal of detail. Why? When I was dying I told you that I did everything possible to be a better player. And that include viewing all the goals of tournaments from 2002. It was a way to see different approaches and make opportunities to score. It helped me a lot until my physical and reflex couldn't keep the pace with the way my mind was telling them. Some are gifted from birth, others simply because they were born into a wealthy family and didn't lack anything to stop them from being the best.
Anyway, I knew this Champions League was going to win Milan by penalties against Juventus. It was a tight game, Pavel Nedvěd was playing at his best that year. Oh, I should bet that Pavel Nedvěd will win the Ballon d'Or too.
Anyway, I have plenty of time. The Champions League was currently on Quarter-finals that would start on 8–9 April of this year. But the quicker I made the bet the quicker the better odds I would get. I knew all the goals and who made them, but not in the exact minutes. Except for a few notorious last minutes goals. I will ask my mother an early gift from my birthday, not a lot of course. Only to get the initial $25 or $30 dollars to make the bookie agency worthwhile. Or maybe I will go recycle thing around the neighborhood to get my own funds!
After I finished thinking about matches and results of looking at the football teams, I stood up. Of course, while I was thinking all this I did simultaneously with my function and also added a tab called Champions League 2002/2003.
After I took 3 old tactics book home I arrived before it was dark. As I was going back home I said hi to the Thomspons without entering their home. So I took the books to my bedroom and tried to prepared dinner. I made a simple rice and vegetable dinner. I took one book from my bedroom and started reading on the chair at the dinner table.
My mom was not so surprised this time, but still warmed a lot of hugs and kisses from my good behavior. After we finished eating I told her about the Thompsons, she was angry but quickly understood my intentions and said to even then don't abuse of their good will, that I need to think of a way yo repay them. I nodded and then I took a quick shower and took a look at my , they were the same, but I feel stronger for an odd reason. Anyway, what can you expect from only 2 days of training? Maybe after a month, I will see some changes.
I have to wait 2 weeks while being a good boy to ask for money for my mom to make the bets. Or maybe If I have a little more time I can go recycling in the near recycling facility. Well, technically she will do it. Oh, that remains me, I need to ask old newspapers to the old Arnold who sells newspapers 4 blocks away. So I can start collecting stories about Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo.
Oh well, one step at the time no?
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