The global football world was attacked by a mysterious ray, and the level of football instantly regressed back to the Middle Ages.
As the school team's water cooler keeper, I suddenly became the only "ball king" who could dribble past anyone.
From a substitute in the Chinese Super League to a core player studying abroad, I led the team to sweep the Champions League and led the national football team to win the Asian Cup for the first time.
On the eve of the World Cup final, the nephew of the chairman of the Football Association took my place in the starting lineup.
Many years later, when I took charge of the national football team, a crisis of confidence broke out in the locker room before the final in Jakarta.
When the final whistle blew, I turned and walked into the tunnel, followed by deafening shouts of "Ball King".
