This is a story about four freaks.
Chia, a Spaniard, was unexpectedly selected for the World Cup and won the championship at the age of fifteen. His talent was never the best, but he had the most terrifying willpower in the history of the sport. He gave the penalty kick to teammates who needed confidence, but he never stood on the twelve-yard line-until the last moment before retiring. He never won the Ballon d'Or, but he is recognized as the greatest leader in football history.
Xinghai, a Spaniard, and Jia's peer. He is a natural genius and a six-time Ballon d'Or winner, but he is so nervous that he vomits before every competition. He lives in the shadow of his father "You are not a coward" and in the encouragement of "You are the best player I have ever seen". He chased Jia's back for twenty years and eventually became the most loyal guardian of that back.
Bram, a Brazilian, was chosen by probability. His career follows an absurd pattern: either he doesn't score a goal in a game, or he scores three goals in a row - no two goals, no four goals. With a probability of about one-third of a hat trick, he is known as the "Lottery Man" and has a "30% chance of winning." He used mathematics to fight fate, used sweat to make up for uncertainty, and eventually became the king of probability.
Night, Brazilian, god of substitutes. He doesn't run, pass, or celebrate on the court, but as long as he comes on as a substitute, the ball will definitely find him, it will definitely get past everyone's blocks, and it will definitely roll into the goal. Unblockable. He is the rule itself—not to be understood, but to be believed.
