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Wonderkid


My name is YH, 16 years old, professional footballer. I play as striker for a brand-new club in the first division, next year is gonna be our 3rd anniversary. I signed my professional contract when I was still 14 years old. That's why people started calling me wonderkid. They might be right. We won league in our first season. I do score, I do assist, sometimes score match-winning goals for the club. What an unforgettable season. Later, they choosed me as the Best Player of the Season. For a teenager, people say it's amazing. People started to make comparison. Next Pele, New Maradona, New Zidane, Next Messi, New Ronaldo, and so on, and so on. But, I don't deserve it, people should give the credit to our world-class manager. His experience in word-class competition takes us to another level. What a great manager we have. People should praise the other players too, without them we never won the league. Everyone has different role. They did excellent job on their respective roles.  It's not about me, it's about us.

Things got difficult on the second season for us, me especially. Our pre-season tour was intense. My physical condition dropped. I couldn't play as well as usual. People started to criticize management. "Management shouldn't have pushed 16-years-old kid playing on every minute. You guys gonna break him". No, what I really want is playing on the pitch. I told that to our manager. Manager gave me a permission. He still allowed me standing on the pitch. But, my performance was awful. My physical condition betrayed me. I collapsed. Manager benched me in few matches. When I regained my physical condition, I was allowed to play again, on pre-season tournament semi and final. My performance is back. I scored a stunner on the final. We won the tournament. Yeah, this season is gonna be good again.

But, I was wrong. I feel more pressure. It's hard to be defending champion. The pressure is so different. It affected my performance on the pitch. I can play well on one match, but awful on the other matches. My roller coaster performance made me a target of critics. When I show excellent performance, people praise me. When I show poor performance, they criticize me again. I don't know what to do. I don't even understand myself. Things getting difficult for me. I'm carrying too much loads. I can't bear it. I'm still 16 years old kid after all. But, people seems to forget that fact. I still have much time for improvement. I can be a better player in the future. Please give me a break. I just want to live honestly. I just want to enjoy playing football.
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