J lived for soccer. At 17, he was the star of his club team and dreamed of going pro. When Coach M promised to get him a scholarship to a top university, J was ecstatic.
"Just focus on scoring goals," Coach said. "I'll handle your grades and applications."
Trusting his mentor, J poured everything into training. He broke scoring records but let his studies slip. J waited eagerly for news of his scholarship. It never came. He discovered Coach had fabricated his academic record. No university would take him now. Devastated, J confronted Coach M.
"You were never good enough for college ball," the coach sneered. "I needed you to win games. That's all."
J's dreams crumbled, built on a foundation of lies. He vowed to rebuild them himself, this time on truth.
"Just focus on scoring goals," Coach said. "I'll handle your grades and applications."
Trusting his mentor, J poured everything into training. He broke scoring records but let his studies slip. J waited eagerly for news of his scholarship. It never came. He discovered Coach had fabricated his academic record. No university would take him now. Devastated, J confronted Coach M.
"You were never good enough for college ball," the coach sneered. "I needed you to win games. That's all."
J's dreams crumbled, built on a foundation of lies. He vowed to rebuild them himself, this time on truth.
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