Novels About Soccer Novels & Stories

Chapter 114 Max When you are a professional footballer you eat; breathe , sleep , walk , and talk soccer . There isn't a day that goes by that you don't think of playing, ways you could improve on your game , techniques and execution. The stereotype has always been that ; soccer players get payed to kick a ball, play FIFA all day and go for training. There is also the known fact that we love to have wild parties and that; we are party animals

Hot soccer legend: And I happen to like your ass too ;) Me: Perv!! I scroll up to when he was venting about the hard ships of having his every move watched. Hot soccer legend: We were just chilling at birdies and these group of guys come to our table talking about how my mother is a bitch for not choosing to fund the new sport ground that is being built near the local school because apparently the company that was handling it brought cheap materials and when they were found out they ditched. He proceeded to say it would have been a wiser decision to take on that project instead of the my mother chose to fund. Which is providing young girls with a place to learn self defence mind you. After o

"I come every once in a while to, how do I explain this, um, scope out a potential lover." I feel a kick in the front of my pants. I wasn't expecting her to be so blunt, and it's kind of a turn-on. She's right. She doesn't act like the other girls. "Really?" "Soccer players are full of drama, so either they need to be reminded of what great lovers they are after a loss or they want someone to reiterate what great gods they are after a win. Either way, I get some good sex. If it's a visiting team, I never have to see the person again. It works for me."

"I come every once in a while to, how do I explain this, um, scope out a potential lover." I feel a kick in the front of my pants. I wasn't expecting her to be so blunt, and it's kind of a turn-on. She's right. She doesn't act like the other girls. "Really?" "Soccer players are full of drama, so either they need to be reminded of what great lovers they are after a loss or they want someone to reiterate what great gods they are after a win. Either way, I get some good sex. If it's a visiting team, I never have to see the person again. It works for me."

He grins when he hears Isaac barrel his way back through the club. “Oi! I’m heading out early, yeah? You twats keep an eye on yourselves. Don’t cause any property damage! Mrs. Leslie is tired of handling it!” Callum poorly stifles a snicker at the chorus of agreement he hears from drunken footballers in the background. The property damage is mostly directed at Francisco, their striker from Guadalajara, and Joshua, their goalkeeper from Montreal. Somewhere between Joshua’s excessive height and Francisco’s excessive enthusiasm, they’ve managed to break a handful of tables at a handful of clubs, who were understandably less than pleased to deal with the aftermath. And god knows Mrs. Leslie does

The quick ball handling looked more like the toss of a basketball than anything else. Another group started kicking the ball and it reminded me of soccer, though played with a football. Maybe I knew more about sports than I thought. Not. Throughout the many high school and college games I attended, my eyes were usually glued to hot players and not the play itself. I was such a fool back then.