Chapter 1: Taking The Strain
Paul Davis was lucky. He had the looks, he had the body and he had the talent. Six foot tall and built like the proverbial brick-shithouse he was the perfect centre forward. Quick, strong and with silky skills that would make David Beckham look ordinary, Paul was a regular scorer…both on and off the field.
Things were looking good for Paul and his team, Oakdale, who were top of the Premier League and heading for more glory in the FA cup, having reached the final. He was also top goal scorer in the league, with 26 goals already to his credit. It seemed he could do no wrong…or could he?
Two weeks before the FA cup final against feared rivals Manchester United, Oakdale were rocked by the news that Paul had suffered a groin strain in training. Oakdale boss Luca Vieri insisted that Paul rest for seven days in order to alleviate the problem, and then see the club doctor to assess the injury. This would mean Paul missing a vital league game against a much improving Everton side, who had risen from the depths of despair to third place in the table, just two points behind the leaders. Paul certainly wasnt pleased with the situation, but obeyed his managers orders and agreed to rest.
The day of the Everton match arrived. Despite the fact he would take no part in the proceedings, Paul couldnt stay away from such a crucial game. He took his seat in the VIP box at Stamford Park and prepared to watch the drama unfold. Surprisingly, he was the only person in the box as the kick-off approached. Suddenly the door swung open and in walked Zoe. Zoe was a 19-year-old blonde with the face of an angel and body to match. Although angelic in looks, she was certainly no angel in other ways if the rumours were to be believed! Almost all of the players fancied her, well, the straight ones anyway, and would gladly have slipped her one if it wasnt for one thing - she was the chairmans daughter.
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