Pablo Xavier _ The rise from a broken man to a Champion.

[AidanD10]

23rd July 2013


Slumped into my leather couch I was covered in packets of all sorts of food and cans were spread everywhere. It had been 6 days since my beloved wife Selena had passed and tomorrow was her funeral. In 3 days I would have appear in court as I was believe to be one of the main suspects in her case but most people knew her killer was, I knew exactly who it was. He knew who he was. I flicked through the channels, most of the weren't working. I didn't get the best TV receptioin in Granada. I finally saw proper picture and decided to watch sky sports news. The whole footballing had just finished and jobs were flying left, right and center. Managers get sacked or leaving. It was all going down. I however was not in the mood for this. I wasn't in the mood for anything. I just wanted this whole thing to be over. I needed everything to be over. My life had constant interuptions from protesters outside my house to threatening messages sent to me through Twitter and Facebook. What else could I do? The whole world currently saw me as a dangerous, sick and twisted man who turned and shot his girlfriend at gun point. I couldn't step outside without being booed. Even some of my friends and even family turned on me. My biggest friend right now was Alcohol and thank to god I had lots of it. I would just drown my sorrows away. Drown my life away. I would have nothing to result to anymore. Half of the world hated. I had 3 main loves in life and I believe they have all gone. My wife is gone, My family has turned on me and I believe even football has turned away from me. My vision began to blur out and before I knew it I was passed on my couch. See really nothing new. This is how my life would be from now on.

 

[AidanD10]

July 24th 2013.

*Buzz* A punch to the arm woke me up. My eyes opened slightly to the familiar sight of my mother trying to wake me up. Why? What was the point? My pounding head had finally realised. Today was the day, the day was my wife's funeral. My final chance to say a proper goodbye. Selena was the love of my life and the reason I got up everyday, nothing was left for me in this world or so I thought. We made our way to the nearest Grandian cemetery to lay down the body. It was only a small funeral and only 7 people showed up as everyone else knew I would be there and none of them forgave me. We all laid flowers and said our goodbyes. For only seven people alot of tears were visual. We all returned back to our respective homes. I slumped onto my sofa. What was left in my life. I knew I needed to stay sober as my court appearence was only 2 days away and I needed to be able to re-tell events how they had happened otherwise I could be in bigger troubles. I tried to find something to distract me. Football had once again greeted me with open arms and pulled me back into the frantic and wonderful world it had.

Being born and bread in the town I had to see how my Beloved Valencia had performed towards the end of the season. I never saw any of the last 5 games due to all the contraversy that happened in my life. 8th!!! 8th Place was ridiculous, we were chasing Champions league football this season but we had even achieved Europa league, this was dreadful. I probably could of done. Maybe I could of? When I had nothing left in my world, I still had football, maybe I should get into management. Currently teams all over the world are without managers, maybe I should try my hand at making a sucsess in the world. It was probably best for me. All I needed was my coaching badge and hope that I am found not guilty in court. My mind was pounding with thought so I decided it was best to take my days one step at a time so that I had all my focus on the most important thing in my life at the moment. Let's see where I go from there.

 

[Yeti01]

Interesting start here mate. Good luck with it.

 

[PatrickLFC]

Very intriguing, I hope you continue this!

 

[AidanD10]

Interesting start here mate. Good luck with it.

Very intriguing, I hope you continue this!

Thanks for the early support. I wasn't sure if there would be any interest in this but now I am excited to pump out new updates.

 

[AidanD10]

July 26th 2013.

Today was the day, Today would be the day were I would need to turn from a boy into a man. I had been awake since 4:30am this morning. The court hearing started at 1:00pm, I needed rest to stay sharp but I couldn't, I couldn't sleep knowing I was still being blamed for the death of my wife. I failed in my weak attempts to eat breakfast. I couldn't do anything. I needed this day to pass so I could get on with my life. Well, what was left off it. If there was anything. Was there? Was there really much point in carrying on. Stuck in a trance, I finally snapped out of it and looked at my watch 12:00. I got in my car and drove to the courthouse. The rest of my life depended on this.

6 hours later.

Freedom. After 5 hours in a courthouse, arguements were rising but thankfully I had one of the best lawyers in the buisness. After a long case, the truth finally came out. I was free and they had arrest the real man who did this and shattered my life. This was the least depressed I had been for awhile. Yet still depressed. I may have been finally let free, but many people in this world still hated me and blamed me for what had happened. I was left a broken man. I headed home and my instant thought was alcohol. I passed into my office to put my phone on charge when I saw the papers. National C licsence paperwork. Management. Football. The only love left in my life. My mind instantly shifted for booze to Bpl. I would train to complete my childhood dream. I would try to aspire to be the only thing that I loved in the world. The journey begins now...