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Chapter 11 - CHAPTER 11 - OFF FORM

"And the ball is going to Mlony. Incoming CB, Kibb for a tackle. Mlony gets pass him and sprints down. One – on- one with the keeper. GOOAAALL!! Is history repeating itself? Will I. land get relegated?"

District II 2-2 I. land

land were 10th place on the table and it was GW 29

I.Land were on bad form streak and it was clear that their flaw was Kibb. "He gets dribbled too easily. He barely has recovery. He isn't even fast. His clearances aren't clearing", Don Felix, the clubs' owner growled," He is causing this team more losses."

"I know he is not on good form, but give him time. I'm ...", Don interrupted Samba's plea, "Who got him picked anyway?"

"What did you see in that newbie, Sambrat?" Don Felix asked. "It's like I said: he's on bad form. When we played the tryouts, he was really an edge to bypass", Samba said. "Tryouts? Do you want to compare the intensity of tryouts to that of a real game?" He said, getting up from his desk.

An eavesdropping Neto hid his face, not to be noticed through the narrow line between the door and its frame.

The season is almost ending and I do not want any mistakes.

"The problem is that we don't have a coach", Samba maintained, "And as far as we don't have a coach, we'll stay like this."

Stroking his beard, he said, "A coach huh? I'll figure something out, but he has got to go." Neto's eyes were enlarged at the hearing of this. He squatted down, leaning on the wall close to the door."Is this how my career ends. And I thought I could go far in this", Neto thought, tearing. "At least send him on loan", Samba requested.

"Why are you protecting him? You do know the state of this team", He turned towards his desk, behind Samba. "I can't fund my resources on a bad player. That is the last thing this team needs right now." "He's trying his best. It's not his fault that people dribble him easily .He makes effort", Samba defended Neto.

"I know what effort is and what is bad", Felix interrupted, "No buts. Pheww", he shrugged his shoulders.

He walked up to Samba saying, "I know you care for everyone on this team whether bad or not, but it's for the team. Besides you need this, so you can be recognized as an all- star player. You don't need people pulling your efforts behind. Thrist should have recovered by now. For your sake, I'll loan him till GW 36; hopefully, transfer windows would be open by then."

Neto, who had just heard everything, had a moment of self-denial. On hearing the door handle cluck, he hid behind a pillar to prevent Don Felix or Samba noticing him. "Am I that useless?" He wondered.

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