'Its Working' thought Bryan as he watched his team out in a more confident performance in the second half,He had decided to change to a 4-5-1 system with Charles being given a free role in the space between the lone striker and the midfidler's while he had asked his wingers to tuck in more.
Charles had certainly looked a better player in his new position and he was causing the Portugues defence all sorts of problems like he had to the England Deefence by dropping into space wherever possible and making runs behind their defence.
Now he collected the ball and as quick as lighting turned away from his marker and slid a pass to the striker who fired it past the upright by a small margin.
Charles was again proving his importance in the South-African Team by changing flanks to confuse the Portugues Defence and firing in diagonal balls andthrough balls whenever he could.
Now he took the ball and set-off on a searing run,exchanging a neat one-two with Aaron and firing it low and hard but again the goalkeeper was too good for him.Charles was certainly looking a better player in the second-half and the scouts were taking note every minute.
Despite the inspiring performance from Charles,Portugal managed a narrow 1-0 win to take home the Cup.
'Never mind boys,I am proud of each and every one of you because you fought and refused to give up'
said Bryan trying to motivate his weary troops
By the time Bryan's post-match talk had finished,the scouts had long gone.
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As Charles was fooling around with his team-meates in the hotel a day before they were going back,Alan Walker the man who had discovered him in the first place and now was his agent appeared and asked to talk to him in private.
10 Minutes Later
Charles leaned against the pillar taking deep breaths and his heart thudded.
'Are you serious Alan?'
'Yes Charles,I have been on the phone for hours'
Deciding that he could not take it anymore,his face broke out in a wide smile as he and Alan huged each other.
'Charles they are offering you 100 pounds a week,you can stay with me in England as your parents are happy in South Africa'
'Thank you so much Alan,I do not know where I would have been without you,when do I have to sign the papers?'
asked Charles breathlessly
'Later on but they have faxed me a draft which you can read'
As Alan handed me the draft,I looked at the club logo on top of the draft contract and smiled again.I found myself studying every part of the logo,every letter on it.I felt like this was a dream but I kept pinching myself and I knew this was a realty.