Cristiano Ronaldo reborn as a woman x Kaka reborn
Cristiana had always known she was naturally gifted with the ball.
The "football" made from rolled-up socks was soft and didn't bounce well, but it always obeyed her feet.
None of the other kids in the alley could beat her.
Scouts from her hometown approached her, watched her, and praised her.
But what did that matter?
In 1995, Madeira had no women's Football teams. When the scouts learned her true sex, they left with regret.
Chris had always known she was naturally gifted with the ball, but sadly, she was destined never to fulfill that potential.
But why did Football, and the clubs she saw on TV, feel so familiar to her?
A pitch that seemed familiar, names that felt incredibly dear.
The camera panned away from Alex Ferguson. Chris pressed a hand to her wildly beating heart, unable to shake the feeling that things weren't supposed to be this way.
One night, after saving up a little money from doing the neighbors' laundry, Chris bought a battered old football that had passed through who knew how many hands.
She sneaked into Madeira Football Club without her mother's knowledge. Alone before the empty goal, she swung her slender ankle and sent the ball flying straight into the top corner!
Clearly... "I should be the best player in the world!"
The words came naturally to Chris. She turned around. "What do you think? You over there, big guy. You've been spying on me long enough!"
"..."
Ricardo didn't know. Ricardo was completely dazed!
After being reborn, how had his gorgeous Portuguese boyfriend turned into a girl?!
With their genders changed, could they still dance their way through La Liga in the future?
Wait, hold on. This would make it much easier for them to dance their way to the wedding altar...
Ricardo wasn't sure. Ricardo was conflicted.
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Another novel: [Football] Pigs Big and Small Head to Milan
As the treasured youngest son born late in life to Italy's goalkeeper, Adam Cudicini showed an extraordinary talent for playing with a ball as soon as he learned to walk.
Yarn balls, rubber balls, and the two X-balls of his hapless brother, who was napping without a care in the world... Whatever came his way, he could control it with his feet and dribble past anyone!
We're going to have a striker in the family! His goalkeeper father was overjoyed. At last, a Cudicini would be shooting at someone else's goal!
But as Adam grew up, his father's hopes and dreams were dashed when his precious striker prospect suddenly announced:
He was done playing Football. He was going to start a farm!
Their darling boy was going to raise pigs!
Wake up, Adam! Their family was a Football dynasty. Their mailbox received piles of trial invitations every day, Dad had plenty of connections and buddies in the Italian Football world, and his big brother was a good player too. Why on earth would Adam go raise pigs?
Adam wouldn't listen. He was determined to have his way.
He picked a spot for the farm in Emilia-Romagna. Little Adam stood at the gate, smiling brightly as he took a photo to mark the opening. Beside him, his father, who had become the farm's legal representative at his advanced age, looked utterly dejected.
Unfortunately, Adam lacked experience, and his little nest egg soon ran out.
His father seized the opportunity. "Come back and play Football! It's the world's most popular sport, with tons of attention. You can make way more money than you can raising pigs!"
Adam: "Oh, right! If I advertise during the World Cup, the piglets will sell better than they do now!"
His father: "What?"
Adam eagerly packed his things. "I'm going to play Football again. Aren't you happy, Dad?"
His father: "I have a bad feeling about this..."
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Later, under the gaze of the whole world, a reporter interviewed the young man in his prime. "Adam, you went from being completely unknown to winning the Ballon d'Or in just two years. Can you share your secret?"
"I only eat pigs I've raised myself!"
Adam held the Ballon d'Or, wearing a polished, enticing smile:
"Dandeng Brand Piglets. Every pig gets plenty of exercise and fresh air each day. All our pork is naturally raised, with no hormones or antibiotics, so you can buy and eat with confidence. Don't hesitate, place your order now!"
His father: I can't even bear to watch...
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Theme: Don't judge by appearances
