[Go to fight against Van Dijk. ]——It would sound like a hellish joke to anyone else, but it happened to me.
That night, I was easily deflected by the world's top centre-back, Burnley were relegated, and social media turned me into a meme: Van Dijk Challenger, which was more like a joke. I thought football was closed to me.
Until the system lights up in The Hague, Netherlands: tasks, panels, naked talents and shortcomings. The Eredivisie 2 team has made a breakthrough from the bench, and the Eredivisie League has learned to score goals in stronger confrontations; the heartbeat of Allianz Munich, the rain and lights of Anfield, have carved their names into bigger stadiums.
The World Cup, the Golden Boot, the crowd and the national anthem; there was also a journalist girl on the sidelines who at first just wanted to do interviews, but later became [family member] in my pinned dialog box.
From the humiliation of "not even touching the jersey" to saying "I'm back" in front of the legend - this is not a metaphysical slogan, but an ordinary person who spent eight years completing the schedule to become the answer.
