2015-02-24I lost my dream painfully and will forever live with it. It's football. It was what I dreamed about becoming a great footballer.I love the sport. It's in my bones but nature had snatched it from me what a dream lost !.<div><br></div><div>When I was young at 10, I was already a promising star by peoples eyes. I had the skills, the master tactics to stop opponents .I could jump higher and head the ball out of scoring. Those were my defensive wizardry.</div><div><br></div><div>I continued playing up to under 17 division with the same agility, power and speed. I was still the the darling boy in my region. My name became a house hold name, my name became the talk of the town, in my high school , and even at college in later years.</div><div><br></div><div>My athleticism in football became pronounced when scouts from Italy came for recruitment. We had match then and lo and be be hold , that day I exhibited a splendid performance, kicking and heading the ball at all corners, directions ,left to right, drove away all my opponents around the 18th yard.In fact no one could dribble passed me.</div><div><br></div><div>When the game ended, I was nicknamed (Maldini) .Maldini was the captain of Italy ,who also plies his football profession in AC Milan. I guess everyone knows him.I was nicknamed by those Italian scouts.</div><div><br></div><div>They held my hands, touched my head and looking at be from toe to head.</div><div>Finally they left and promised to come back .We waited and waited never heard them again. That was when my frustrations begins.Even a close friend of mine jokingly told me that - o guy, your plane has refused to fly ,it will never fly again.</div><div><br></div><div>Furthermore, the failure then didn't quenc</div>
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