A Real Gift

Thomas-young soccer player
Allan-Thomas’s soccer coach
Steven Marcott-professional soccer recruit
Read it in English accent during quotations



“Alright Thomas go out there and do what you do best”, Allan said before the match started.
“And what may that be, coach?” Thomas replied
“Uhh well scoring goals for us lad.”
“Mind getting your team checked in coach?”, the young referee asked
“Oh sorry, boys head on over so we can get this match started on this beautiful early morning.”
They got checked in and the game had begun, Thomas not knowing what would happen to him afterwards. Steven Marcott was a 33 year old man who had been around soccer all his life. A recruit for Real Madrid(professional soccer team in Spain) for a couple of years now and wasn’t doing so wall. He was on vacation on the small island just outside of the England. While he was driving to the nice hotel he was staying it with his rental car he saw the soccer game going on and saw Thomas not knowing who he is, burry a free kick in the upper ninety(top corner). He was fascinated by the shot and decided this was something worth washing.
Thomas a well rounded kid was use to his goal scoring every game and wasn’t surprised by his shot unlike others.
“Nice shot big shot Thomas, do you ever think about teaching the your teammates on how to do that?”, Allan said sarcastically
“Sorry coach you know it’s a family secret.”
“Yeah yeah whatever why don’t stop talking and get butt on defense.”
Thomas put his hands now in an innocent way and said “Sorry coach didn’t mean to rattle you.”

Steven had gotten out of his rental car now and looked over to Thomas, who spun around one defender, nut megged(tapping the ball between a defenders leg), did a rainbow with such a fluent motion it looked as if he didn’t try. Steven couldn’t believe his eyes.
“That’s un teachable the kid could can do more than even Cristiano Ronaldo can right now.
I’ve got to see if I can recruit em’ I would just hate to see it go to a waste, with such a tremendous talent he has.”
Thomas’s team won 6-1 him having 3 goals 2 assists and a few sparkling moments here and there.
“Hey uhh Coach could I speak to for a minute?”
“Yeah no problem, what can I help you with?
“Oh I’m afraid I don’t need any help, but what’s that lads name are you’re team?”
Allan knowing that Steven was talking about Thomas replied “His name is Thomas sir, and may I ask who you are?”
“Oh sorry, I am Steven Marcott I recruit youth players for Real Madrid, and I was just wanting to see if Thomas would be able to play with us.”
“That’s up to him let me bring him over here one second Mr.Marcott.”
Allan told Thomas who Steven was, and the news he so excited he almost peed his pants. Sadly for Thomas he knew he could not go because of his mother who was sick, and knew he had to take care of her.
“Pleasure to meet you Thomas, as well as watching you out there on the pitch.”
“Oh thank you sir, and I am really honored by you wanting me to play for Real Madrid, but but I am sorry I can’t.”
Thomas ran away not wanting anyone to see him cry. Thomas’s mom had been sick since he was 3 and his father walked out on him when he was born, Thomas was now 14. The people that took care of him and his mom were his aunt and uncle her were the nicest people you could meet. Thomas had also grown up a little under the middle class, and knew big offers or anything involving money was almost an automatic no. But the only place where Thomas was himself and happy was out there on the pitch, soccer was his life, and saying no to such an opportunity because he know he couldn’t afford just killed him inside. But someday Thomas knew he would find a way out of this place and play professional soccer for Steven and Real Madrid.

To be continued