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!

The next day was an away match in the FA Cup, and Richard didn't bother attending. He had more pressing matters to deal with—sitting across from him was the man he had been expecting:


Morgan was in Richard's office, papers and files scattered around, as he leaned forward slightly. 


"Release the news?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.


Richard's pen tapped rhythmically against the desk. "It's a pity that the news hasn't been confirmed yet, but I think I need to prepare for it," he said.


Morgan frowned, racking his head, wondering what kind of news it could be. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure it out.


"What about the thing I asked about previously? Any suggestions?" Richard pressed.


Morgan hesitated for a moment before replying, "As for your request yesterday… regarding national newspapers, I have met with the editors of both The Daily Telegraph and The Independent. However, I suggest meeting the editor of The Daily Telegraph first."


Chapter 495 - Meeting with Piers Morgan Again