Sinbad

Chapter 129: Gary Lineker

September 23, 2014 

The late afternoon sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the living room in long, golden streaks that stretched across the hardwood floors. It was a rare quiet day—no whistles, no flashing cameras, and most of all, no Vardy. 

Tristan lay on the couch, absentmindedly flicking his thumb as he scrolled through Twitter silently lamenting the loss of Tik Tok—doom scrolling was no fun anymore.

His parents were out—his dad wo...

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Hello, my people, hope everyone is having a good time because I know I'm not; fuck college.

Just wanted to check in as we move forward with the story. From here on out, most of the chapters will be completely original, and I’d love to hear your thoughts and opinions and whatever else you guys have to say.

I know the writing style probably feels different—that’s because it’s all mine now. The Chinese version was honestly just confusing to work with, and I got tired of tryin...

Chapter 128: Day Off

The smell of freshly brewed coffee and toast filled the kitchen as Tristan sat at the counter, lazily picking at his plate of eggs and bacon.

His body still felt sore from the game—the deep, satisfying ache of having given everything on the pitch.

Physically, he had felt worse before.

But mentally?

This was probably the most drained he had ever been.

Not from the match itself, but from everything that came after it.

For the last 24 hours, his name had bee...

Chapter 127: Shock and Awe

The final whistle had blown.

The scoreboard at the King Power Stadium still glowed in the late afternoon light:

LEICESTER CITY 7-1 MANCHESTER UNITED

But inside the Manchester United dressing room?

It was a war zone.

BANG!

A boot smashed into a locker.

CRASH!

A water bottle exploded against the wall.

BOOM!

Robin van Persie stood in the center of the room, breathing heavily, fists clenched, his face twisted in rage. His shirt was gone,...

Chapter 126: Man United—The Crumpling Giant 3 (End)

The tunnel was filled with tension as the players walked out for the second half. The sound of boots clacking against the concrete floor mixed with the distant roar of the King Power Stadium, where thousands of fans waited, eager for more.

For most of the players, it was just another half of football. For Tristan Hale and Robin van Persie?

It had become deeply personal.

Van Persie had been waiting for this moment.

Forty-five minutes. That’s how long he had spent chas...

Chapter 125: Man United—The Crumpling Giant 2

The game had barely started—just seven minutes in—yet Leicester City had already shattered expectations.

One goal up.

The King Power Stadium was bouncing, a sea of blue roaring in celebration, while the away section sat in stunned silence.

This wasn't how it was supposed to go.

Manchester United, one of the biggest clubs in world football, had come into this match believing that their pedigree, their talent, their history would be enough.

But history didn't w...

Chapter 124: Man United—The Crumpling Giant 1

Match Day: September 21, 2014 - King Power Stadium 

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The buzz outside the stadium was electric. Fans were already gathered near the entrance, waving scarves and jerseys, some holding up phones in hopes of catching glimpses of their players. The air crackled with anticipation—Leicester vs. Manchester United. A statement game.

Tristan pulled into the players’ parking lot, easing his car into his usual spot. As he cut the engine, his phone vibrated in his pocket....

Chapter 123: Back In England

Tristan stepped through the front door of his house, tossing his bag onto the nearest chair before collapsing onto the couch. His parents weren’t home yet, leaving the house in its usual peaceful quiet—a sharp contrast from the nonstop energy of Milan.

The flight from Italy had barely taken two hours, meaning he still had most of the day ahead of him. And yet, despite the short journey, Milan already felt like a different world.

His phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out...

Chapter 122: Milan Fashion Week 2 (End)

The Milanese streets were alive with the energy of Fashion Week, but Tristan and Barbara were lost in their own world, their conversation flowing as smoothly as if they’d known each other for years.

Barbara glanced up at him, a teasing glint in her blue eyes. “Alright, Tristan. I’ve learned the basics—football prodigy, somehow fashionable despite protesting otherwise, loves coffee. But tell me something that would actually surprise me.”

Tristan tilted his head, thinking ...

Chapter 121: Milan Fashion Week 1

The next day, Tristan boarded an early flight to Milan, Italy.The flight had been smooth, and as Tristan stepped into Milan’s crisp autumn air, he took a deep breath, adjusting the strap of his duffel bag. 

At the airport exit, a familiar sight made him chuckle.

Sophia stood holding a piece of cardboard with bold, uneven English lettering scrawled across it:

"Tristan, I'm here!"

She waved when she spotted him. "Welcome to Milan!"

Tristan smirked as he appr...

Chapter 120: First Europa League Game

The next morning, the Leicester City squad and coaching staff boarded their chartered flight to Warsaw, setting off on their long-awaited Europa League journey.

For many of the players, this would be their first taste of European competition—a momentous occasion, given that Leicester hadn’t played in Europe in 53 years. Spirits were high, and the mood on the plane was a mix of excitement and nerves.

Tristan, seated next to Mahrez, stretched out his legs and adjusted his seatbe...

Chapter 119: Fifa Cards

September 14, 2014 – Belvoir Drive Training Ground

Tristan pulled into Leicester City’s training ground, his blue Land Rover rolling into its usual spot. It was a crisp morning, the kind that made waking up for training feel a little easier. Checking his watch—8:30 AM—he grabbed his bag and headed inside.

After changing into his training kit, he made his way to the canteen, where the scent of toast, eggs, and coffee filled the air. A few players were scattered around, eati...

Chapter 118: Stoke City

Match Day: September 13,2014 

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The tunnel at Britannia Stadium hummed with tension as the two teams stood shoulder to shoulder, ready to step onto the pitch. The young matchday mascots clung to their assigned players, some nervously shifting on their feet, while others gazed around in awe at the towering figures beside them.

The murmur of the crowd outside grew louder, a restless anticipation filling the air.

Then, as the players emerged onto the field, the r...

Chapter 117: Player of the Month

September 11, 2014: Belvoir Drive Training Ground: Early Morning 

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The morning session had been brutal. High-intensity rondos, relentless pressing drills, and a finishing circuit that had the strikers firing shot after shot until their legs burned. The September sun hung low over the training ground, casting a warm glow over the exhausted Leicester squad as they finally wound down.

Players lay scattered across the grass, some stretching, others sprawled out, catchi...

Chapter 116: Money Talks

After England’s win against Switzerland, the Three Lions wrapped up their national team duties in high spirits. The squad boarded a flight back to England, each player ready to enjoy a few days of rest before club football resumed.

The plane ride was anything but quiet. Tristan sat with Henderson, Sterling, and Vardy.

 Across the aisle, Rooney and Joe Hart discussed upcoming fixtures, while a few of the younger players leaned back in their seats, headphones on.

Sterli...

Chapter 115: First International Break 3 (End)

The morning after England’s dominant performance against Norway, the media buzzed with excitement—not just about Tristan, but about the team’s evolving identity under Roy Hodgson. With the recent retirements of the two legends, Frank Lampard and Steven Gerrard, England had entered a new chapter, led by Wayne Rooney as captain and supported by a rising generation of players eager to make their mark.

On The Debate, the panel discussed the new look of England’s midfield and the blo...

Chapter 114: First International Break 2

As England prepared for their friendly and group qualifiers, the summer transfer window had just come to a dramatic close, marking one of the most active and expensive periods in Premier League history.

A staggering £1 billion was splashed collectively across the 20 Premier League clubs, solidifying the league’s status as the undisputed leader in the global football transfer market. The gap between England’s top tier and the rest of Europe had never seemed so wide, with Serie A, La...

Chapter 113: First International Break

After three grueling rounds of Premier League action, the international break arrived like a deep exhale after a marathon. England’s top flight, with its relentless pace and unforgiving demands, had pushed players to their limits, leaving many yearning for a moment to catch their breath. For the Leicester City squad, the pause was a welcome reprieve as many in the team weren’t called up by their country.

St. George's Park: September 1, 2014 - Early Morning 

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A ...

Chapter 112: Arsenal - The False Giants 3

The Leicester players filed into the dressing room, their jerseys damp with sweat but their spirits high. 

Tristan sat down next to Vardy, running a towel over his face.

"Oi, Tristan," Vardy said, opening a sports drink. "That ball you played earlier was pure class. How about another one in the second half, eh? Feed me, mate. You know I love a goal."

Tristan smirked, leaning back with his hands behind his head. "Another assist? How about you set me up this time, buddy? ...

Chapter 111: Arsenal - The False Giants 2

Although Tristan’s Spanish was far from perfect, his intonation was clear enough for Sánchez to understand. The Chilean forward glanced at him with a mix of surprise and amusement, his eyebrows lifting slightly.

“You speak Spanish?” Sánchez asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.

“I’m still learning,” Tristan replied with a casual shrug, his accent rough but passable.

The exchange was brief, but there was a deliberate intention behind Tristan’s decision to st...

Chapter 110: Arsenal - The False Giants 1

The gym at Belvoir Drive was buzzing with energy as the Leicester City squad continued their training. The clinking of weights, the hum of exercise machines, and the occasional banter filled the air. 

Tristan was perched on an exercise bike, pedaling at a steady pace, sweat dripping from his brow as his eyes locked onto the LCD TV mounted on the wall. The Europa League draw was on, and Leicester City was about to make history for the first time in over fifty years.

Mahrez, mi...

Chapter 109: The Media's Two Sides

As the final whistle echoed through Stamford Bridge, the tension on the pitch dissolved, replaced by the buzz of post-match reflections. Players exchanged handshakes and words while the two managers approached each other at the sideline.

José Mourinho extended his hand with a faint, calculating smile. "Your team played very well today," he said, his voice smooth yet deliberate, laced with a blend of courtesy and genuine respect.

Nigel Pearson returned the handshake firmly. "Appre...

Chapter 108: Chelsea Once More 3 (End)

Hazard’s low shot, after weaving past three Leicester defenders, was a masterclass in individual brilliance. Cambiasso, De Laet, and Morgan, all of whom had been left trailing in his wake, exchanged baffled glances, unable to comprehend how they had been so easily bypassed.

"Unbelievable from Hazard! That’s world-class dribbling!" the first commentator exclaimed, his voice rising in awe. "He made three defenders look completely helpless, and that finish? Precision to perfection." 2025-01-20 16:00:13 +0000 UTC View Post

Chapter 107: Chelsea Once More 2

Courtois collected the ball calmly, his towering frame a reassuring presence for Chelsea's backline. Wasting no time, he scanned the field spotting Ivanović free on the right, he launched a precise throw, setting the Serb into motion.

Ivanović's first touch was solid, but Lingard was on him in a flash, pressing with relentless energy. The fullback, forced to act quickly, shielded the ball before releasing a short pass to Fabregas, who had dropped deeper to offer support and control th...

Chapter 106: Chelsea Once More 1

The plan to build Tristan into a stronger, more resilient player had to be a gradual process. At 19, his body was still developing, and any sudden increase in muscle mass could strain his ligaments and joints, especially under the demands of high-intensity matches. The goal wasn’t just to make him bigger—it was to make him durable and explosive.

As Tristan worked through his strength-training session, Andrew, Leicester City’s physical coach, kept a close eye on him. “Controlled,...

Chapter 105: Post Game

The Leicester dressing room buzzed with energy. Lingard lobbed a towel across the room, grinning as it hit Tristan square on the shoulder.

“Tristan, mate, you’re making us look bad! A goal and two assists on your debut? Save something for the rest of us!”

Tristan smirked, tossing the towel back. “Just doing my part. You weren’t too shabby either, though.”

Mahrez chimed in, “He’s right, you know. But next game, play with a bit more confidence, eh?” 

Chapter 104: First Premier League Game 3 (End)

After a brief but intense halftime break, the players returned to the pitch. There were no substitutions—both teams trusted their starting XI.

“The King Power is absolutely rocking tonight!” one commentator shouted, trying to cut through the deafening noise of the crowd. “This crowd is relentless—they’re the twelfth man out there!”

“And Leicester has come out firing!” the co-commentator added, excitement rising in his voice. “They’re already asserting themsel...

Chapter 103: First Premier League Game 2

The King Power Stadium erupted in a thunderous roar, the kind of sound that made the ground beneath your feet tremble. Blue and white scarves waved furiously, the Leicester faithful united in a moment of pure euphoria.

“TRISTAN! TRISTAN!” the chants began, surging through the crowd like a tidal wave. Thousands of voices called his name, their passion carrying across the stadium.

Tristan stood at the center of it all, arms stretched wide, soaking in the adoration. A grin tugged...

Chapter 102: First Premier League Game 1

August 15, 2014 - King Power Stadium Media Room, Leicester

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The media room at King Power Stadium hummed with anticipation on the eve of Leicester City's return to the Premier League. Journalists and broadcasters from across the country filled the rows of seats, eager to hear from the two managers ahead of the highly anticipated clash. Cameras flashed as the doors opened, signaling the start of the pre-match press conference.

Roberto Martinez was the first to take his se...

Chapter 101: Last Day

August 15, 2014
Location: Belvoir Drive Training Ground, Leicester

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As the players wrapped up their training session under the bright afternoon sun, Tristan tugged off his training bib, letting out a long breath running a hand through his damp curls, pushing them back from his forehead.

Mahrez glanced at him, a sly smile forming on his face. “You planning on showing up to your Premier League debut looking like that?”

Tristan blinked, confused. “What’s...