The GDL season is now in full swing. Thabo and Sipho are starting to shine in their matches, but Mkhize notices how quickly football can swallow young boys the hype, the stress, the mistakes. He's expected to monitor them, write reports, and give updates in the Chiefs WhatsApp group.
But outside of the stadiums, life keeps testing him.
His Family Life
At home, his mother is getting sick more often, and Mkhize is the one paying hospital bills. His younger brother keeps skipping school, saying, "I want to be a soccer star like the boys you scout. Why must I waste time with books?" Mkhize feels torn he knows football is beautiful, but it's also brutal. He doesn't want his brother to depend only on the game.
His uncle, meanwhile, is pressuring him for money, saying, "You're eating Chiefs' money now, don't forget where you come from." Mkhize starts to feel like his paycheck is stretching in too many directions.
The Girl in Soweto
The girl her name is Naledi is coaching her own team in the GDL. Their team is popular, disciplined, and fearless. Her players respect her deeply, and she's not just a coach she's like a mentor, almost like Mkhize.
Every time he sees her on the touchline, whistle in her mouth, shouting instructions, he feels something move inside him. They've been talking more and more, sharing jokes, stories, even frustrations. One night, Naledi tells him:
"You carry so many people on your shoulders, Mkhize. Don't forget to live for yourself."
Her words stay with him.
The Pressure From Chiefs
Back in the WhatsApp group, things are intense. Chiefs coaches demand feedback:
"Mkhize, how are Sipho and Thabo?"
"Are there any strikers in your list? We need firepower for the U19."
"Don't let Pirates and Sundowns get ahead of us. You know the pressure."
Mkhize types and deletes his replies, careful with every word. He can't afford to look unsure.
The Big Match
Then it happens. The fixture list drops, and Naledi's team is set to face Sipho and Thabo's team in a critical GDL match.
The stadium is buzzing. Chiefs officials are in the stands. Parents are shouting. Scouts from other clubs are watching too.
Mkhize stands at the halfway line, arms folded in his Kaizer Chiefs tracksuit. His heart is racing, not just for the boys he scouted, but also because Naledi is on the opposite touchline, screaming instructions to her team.
Everyone is watching. For Mkhize, this is more than football it's work, it's personal, it's love, and it's pressure all colliding on one field.