Football Legend — Episode 8

This man, could he be? Find him. I don't care where he's hiding. Find him at all costs.

No, it's impossible. How could the legendary king of football be rotting away in a god-staken dump like this? Have you lost your mind? You're just a miserable drunk.

What right do you have to stop me? I made a promise to your mother. I promised to protect you and keep you out of harm's way. You're in way over your head, son.

You don't want any part of this. Protect me? You call stopping me from chasing my dreams protection? You call drinking your life away protection?

protection? You've never even showed up to a single one of my parent-teacher conferences. Do you have any idea how much I envied my classmates? They had actual decent fathers who were actually there for them. But you? You're nothing but a complete and utter My Eigl will always be the king of football, not a pathetic piece of trash

To be honest, the king of football isn't really that big a deal. It seems today's match is more necessary than I thought. If nothing else, I need to test her this true identity. So you bunch of weaklings, do you actually have the ball to play us today or are you going to back down?