Richard Maddox, a once-promising football prodigy, dreamed of becoming a star. But just as his dream was within reach, it was abruptly shattered when he banged his head on the goalpost, fracturing his skull. Forced into early retirement, Richard vanished from the public eye.

People thought Richard Maddox was done for. However, no one expected that during his unconscious state, his spirit detached from his body. He drifted through time, witnessing the world of football from the perspective of a ghost. It was strange, unpleasant, yet exciting. No need for tickets or travel—he could simply fly.

England, Italy, Spain, Germany—the best football countries in Europe—and even the passionate South America, the energetic Africa, and the growing Asia—Richard observed the rise and fall of football giants, all from the sidelines.

However, watching football from the other side was quite different from experiencing it live. He missed the cheering, singing, and chanting with the other fans. No one could hear him now. No one could watch football with him. He was... alone. 

Just as Richard was about to be bored to death, his soul was sucked back, and he realized that only an entire year had passed.

'Interesting,' he thought, laughing. “I could bet, invest in companies that will succeed in the future, and get rich. Bitcoin, I'm coming, baby.”

but who could have guessed that Richard would dive so deep into the world of football—From owning a single share to testing the waters as a scout, trying his hand as an agent, and eventually stepping into the world of coaching, before finally diving into the realm of football club ownership. 

It has truly been a full spectrum of football, the highs and the lows. Join us as we welcome Richard Maddox!

Note: Apologies for the earlier mistake about the score. Thanks to @Uggar and @Irving14209 for the correction


Richard jumped from his chair as the ball hit the net, eyes squeezed shut, fists clenched in a mix of disbelief and exhilaration.


Giuseppe Meazza seemed to roar in unison, every cheer vibrating through the air, as if the entire crowd could feel the momentum shift.


The course of the game revealed much about both teams' strategies. Italy's Inter moved aggressively through the middle, while City relied heavily on the wings, stretching the pitch and testing Inter's defensive discipline.


The focus, as always, was on the star performers. Inter's attacking quartet combined skill, speed, and cunning, carving spaces through the central channels, yet City's frontline was no less impressive.


Chapter 487 - Pires vs. Deco: Different Styles on the Right Wing