Chương 198: Self exercises (198)
Nakada awoke from his slumber, his face wearing a groggy expression as he rose from his bed. With slow and deliberate steps, he made his way towards the bathroom. The room was dimly lit, and the soft glow highlighted the tired lines on his face.
The morning routine awaited him, and he proceeded to take care of his daily needs with a practiced routine.
The sound of running water and the subtle creak of the bathroom door echoed through the quiet morning, marking the beginning of another day in Nakada's life.
Nakada emerged from his room, purposefully striding towards the location where Lavinho was supposed to be imparting the team with tactics for the upcoming game.
However, deep down, Nakada harbored the certainty that Lavinho, a lackluster coach in his eyes, wouldn't provide them with anything worthwhile.
The anticipation of valuable insights or strategic guidance was overshadowed by Nakada's conviction that Lavinho would fall short of delivering any substantial contribution to the team's success.
As Nakada entered the designated meeting room, a palpable tension lingered in the air, heightened by the dim glow of overhead lights casting long shadows across the expansive space.
The room was adorned with team memorabilia, a visual reminder of past victories that seemed to contrast sharply with the current sense of uncertainty.
Players, clad in their team uniforms, occupied a semi-circle of chairs, each face a mixture of expectation and skepticism. The atmosphere crackled with a collective anticipation, as the players awaited Lavinho's arrival.
The only audible sound was the subtle hum of the air conditioning, underscoring the gravity of the impending team meeting.
Lavinho finally entered, his presence greeted by a mixture of nods and exchanged glances among the players.
His disheveled appearance and lackadaisical demeanor immediately reinforced Nakada's doubts about the coach's competence.
Lavinho positioned himself at the front, a magnetic board behind him adorned with magnets representing players and the opposing team.
The coach began to speak, his words lacking the vigor and passion one would expect before a crucial game. His explanations were vague, lacking the intricate details that could make a significant difference on the field.
Nakada exchanged knowing looks with some teammates, their expressions reflecting shared disappointment.
The tactics discussed seemed generic and uninspiring, failing to tap into the unique strengths of individual players.
The magnetic board, intended for strategic demonstrations, became a canvas for mediocrity as Lavinho moved pieces without conveying a coherent plan.
As the meeting unfolded, it became increasingly evident that Nakada's initial skepticism was well-founded.
Despite the lackluster presentation, Nakada couldn't help but feel a simmering frustration. The potential for success was palpable within the team, but Lavinho's inability to harness it cast a shadow over the room.
Nakada's disappointment deepened as he observed his father's lackluster coaching performance. The scent of alcohol lingered in the air, a telltale sign that perhaps Lavinho had indulged in a few drinks before the crucial team meeting. Nakada's internal conflict intensified; the decision to join Manchine City now seemed like a missed opportunity, a road not taken that could have led to a more promising future.
The realization that his father's coaching abilities were subpar weighed heavily on Nakada. The echoes of missed chances and regret reverberated through his mind.
Despite the temptation to give in to frustration and resentment, Nakada acknowledged the irrevocable nature of his choice. The die had been cast, and he was committed to enduring the less-than-ideal situation until the end of the season.
As Nakada braced himself for the challenges ahead, a mix of determination and resignation settled within him. The hope for a miraculous turnaround lingered, but he couldn't shake the nagging feeling that the decision to stay under his father's coaching might have been a mistake. Nonetheless, with a sense of grim resolve, he steeled himself for the battles on the field, grappling with the reality that he would have to make the best of an imperfect situation.
Disheartened by the uninspiring team meeting, Nakada decided to retreat to the solace of his room. The corridor leading to his personal space seemed longer than usual, each step echoing his internal struggle.
As he reached the door, he took a deep breath, mentally preparing to channel his frustration into something constructive.
Entering the room, Nakada closed the door behind him, shutting out the echoes of disappointment from the team meeting. The subdued lighting created a calm ambiance, offering a brief respite from the challenges that awaited him on the field.
Without wasting any time, Nakada changed into his workout gear – a ritual that allowed him to escape mentally from the pressures of the game. The room, adorned with sports paraphernalia and personal mementos, transformed into a sanctuary for self-reflection and physical exertion
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Nakada rolled out a small exercise mat and began a series of light stretches, the rhythmic movements serving as a means to release tension. The muted sounds of his breath and the subtle creaks of the mat became a calming soundtrack, drowning out the doubts and frustrations that had taken residence in his mind.
Transitioning into a set of bodyweight exercises, Nakada focused on each repetition, allowing the burn in his muscles to distract him from the challenges that lay ahead. The simple act of physical exertion became a cathartic release, a way to regain control and redirect his energy toward self-improvement.
As he completed the workout, beads of sweat glistened on Nakada's forehead, a testament to the effort he had invested in reclaiming a sense of purpose. With a renewed determination, he acknowledged that, despite the external obstacles, he could still shape his own destiny through discipline and resilience.
Feeling a sense of clarity and refreshed vigor, Nakada took a moment to appreciate the temporary escape his room provided. As he caught his breath, he made a silent promise to himself – to endure the challenges, to rise above the disappointments, and to forge a path to success, even in the face of adversity.
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