This is my first story, so please, don't be to harsh on me.
By the way, I apologise for all spelling-mistakes to-come. I'm from Denmark, so...
I know, that to make a great story, you have to be creative and original. So I have been.
Instead of doing a story of this 17 year old huge talent, I want to do a story about a 35 year old midfielder, which carreer is about to end.
Presentation:
The name, is Kevin A'Court. I was born in march the 5th, which would make me 35 years old. "Old", whith a big "O". I live in the rainy, cold and sloppy United Kingdom, more specific, England. Even more specific would be Staffordshire. But I'm not even from here. I was born in the sunny, warm and beautiful Ivory Coast. Côte-d'Ivoire. We moved to England when i was 5 years old. I don't know why. I just know, that it made me end up right here.
My football carreer started back in 1991. I was scouted by some bonehead from Stoke City.
But that was okay, because I enjoyed playing football, even though i never had the bigggest ambitions.
For three years i played for Stokes juniors. I played whith kids, one more naive than the other. Believing that they would grow up and become the new George Best or Morten Olsen. Kids.
I never had that dream. But then again, i was never promised a great carreer, which I never got.
In 1994 at the age of 20 i made my debut for the first team. I grabbed 12 matches and 2 goals that season. I played as an attacking left winger.
Since that, I have ben around Wycombe, Hull, Atalanta, Almeria, Vitória and Denizlispor.
But now I'm whith Stoke City again. But my legs are complaining, and I have been moved to the central midfield, since I can't do the same running anymore. My carreer is about to end, and I haven't even tasted a single trophy yet.
I hope I will some day, I hope I will.
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By the way, I apologise for all spelling-mistakes to-come. I'm from Denmark, so...
I know, that to make a great story, you have to be creative and original. So I have been.
Instead of doing a story of this 17 year old huge talent, I want to do a story about a 35 year old midfielder, which carreer is about to end.
Presentation:
The name, is Kevin A'Court. I was born in march the 5th, which would make me 35 years old. "Old", whith a big "O". I live in the rainy, cold and sloppy United Kingdom, more specific, England. Even more specific would be Staffordshire. But I'm not even from here. I was born in the sunny, warm and beautiful Ivory Coast. Côte-d'Ivoire. We moved to England when i was 5 years old. I don't know why. I just know, that it made me end up right here.
My football carreer started back in 1991. I was scouted by some bonehead from Stoke City.
But that was okay, because I enjoyed playing football, even though i never had the bigggest ambitions.
For three years i played for Stokes juniors. I played whith kids, one more naive than the other. Believing that they would grow up and become the new George Best or Morten Olsen. Kids.
I never had that dream. But then again, i was never promised a great carreer, which I never got.
In 1994 at the age of 20 i made my debut for the first team. I grabbed 12 matches and 2 goals that season. I played as an attacking left winger.
Since that, I have ben around Wycombe, Hull, Atalanta, Almeria, Vitória and Denizlispor.
But now I'm whith Stoke City again. But my legs are complaining, and I have been moved to the central midfield, since I can't do the same running anymore. My carreer is about to end, and I haven't even tasted a single trophy yet.
I hope I will some day, I hope I will.
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