Rise And Revenge: The Revenge Of The Billionaire Player

Chapter 7

During the period Wenton joined the English Champions, the Senior National Team, the European Champions League was going on and England stood at the bottom of the table, the real reason why he was brought in, is to help England defeat other European countries that would be paired with them. It's a League for all European countries. 

The first day of his match with his new team approached, the day he has been waiting and wishing for. Today is the first day he is going to appear with the other selected players of the National Team to play against Germany. Germany are already second on the table and they are a very strong defensive team. Most of the fans, even some of the English, speculate that they are going to win the match which will determine the failure of the English team but Wenton believes he can turn the tide to their favor. 

Before the match, the coach, Anderson Peters gathers them for a final moment instruction on how they should play the ball so they wouldn't be defeated, if they lose at this point, they only have two chances to go further into the League which if they don't make good use of would be kicked out of the competition. 

They had promised to bring back the cup which they had lost for almost five decades now. "It's for this particular purpose that we signed you," the coach says. Wenton who was having his own thoughts looked up hearing this. He knows that he is the major signing this season, and all eyes were on him. From the television to the internet and the physical conversations of fans, he had become the center of interest. 

"We are all looking up to you!" The Assistant coach says, patting him on the shoulders. "We pray you won't disappoint us. If you can score a goal in this first match, we have hope. We don't expect you to score a duo or a hat trick but if you can, it will be to our own favor and your benefit." 

He nods to all that is being said, praying that he would be able to do more than it's expected of him most especially to make Imikah who is now in Spain but going to watch his first match as promised with his uncle in England proud. They are the reason why he is playing for the senior men's team and can't let them down. 

The time of the match is 17:00 and will be taking place at their stadium which has been built to an international standard. He is happy with the venue chosen, it is gonna be very convenient playing in their stadium because it's where he has trained with his teammates. Being his first time featuring in a professional match, it would not go so well playing in a stadium he has never been before.

It's time for the battle. The players line up at the entrance and walk into the field. When everything is set, the National Anthems of both countries are played. Then the players move on to greet each other, those that know players in the opponent team hug, saying one or more things before patting the back and moving to some other person. Wenton, as he doesn't know anyone, only has to shake hands with the opponents and nothing else. 

As they are about to begin the game, while waiting for the wings of each team to be chosen, he feels a hand behind his back, on his shoulders. He turns abruptly to see who it is, he shakes in horror when he discovers it's Iniesta, his fear is inevitable at this point. Someone he has been trying to avoid and has always succeeded in, coming so close and in a situation where he is under pressure prior to the team's and fan's expectations of him, he can only shriek in fear. 

Iniesta laughs and pats him. "I want you to be calm, let's leave everything aside, from our personal life when it comes to the field. We are playing as brothers, let's assist each other in every way possible. We can continue our enmity after the match," he says with sarcasm in his tone. 

"Hmmm," Wenton smirks with a smile. He is relieved now that Iniesta has come up to make this statement. He had also formed part of his tension but right now, it has been dropped and he can now focus on scoring goals and nothing else. "I've heard you." He replies. 

"Nice, good one!" He gives him a thumbs-up. "We are going to play as a team, is that clear? Though all eyes are on you, you shouldn't be selfish with the ball." He nods obediently, amazed at the polite tone Iniesta is using on him. Then Andrea whom he had reported Iniesta to came along, patting him playfully on the back. As he walks on the field ready for the kick-off, the cameras are directed at him more than any other player in the field. Right from home, he is the most seen. 

They are given the right wing, Mexico the left. The match officially begins. His first luck is gaining possession of the ball a few meters from the goal box where he would have just shot it in but he misses, a major reason for criticism. Iniesta shoots him a deadly glare from where he is.Wenton swallows saliva, lowering his gaze to the ground while battling with the low self-esteem that has come over him. The second mistake comes when he uses his arms to kick the ball which results in the approval of a free kick for Germany. 

Mendez, an experienced player from the German side steps up to handle the free kick, unfortunately for the English Champions, Mendez scores the first goal of the match leaving the scores at 1-0 aggregate. Most of the players from the English side start getting angry, regretting Wenton being brought in. He had committed two major mistakes. The smile on Imikah's face who is watching the match from the comfort of his room fades into a frown. Wenton, the friend he knows, is too good to do this. He remembers the promise he made to him, he is disappointed because he actually introduced him to his uncle as a very good player. 

"Let's wait for the second half, perhaps things will change." It has happened so many times in football. "Let me not conclude yet." He says it to himself.