#1 Biography

[Reno]

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From the day she was born, Leah was raised with the intention of being a soccer player. Her parents only dressed her in soccer team apparel, her first word was “kick” and when she started to walk her parents would leave various soccer balls around the house and encourage her to kick them nonstop. They must have been relieved that Leah to the sport like a moth to flame and jumped in head first, although not quite in the direction that they probably expected. Leah originally wanted to be a goalie first and foremost, she loved watching the highlights of the goalies laying out and making these huge, dramatic saves that stole momentum from the opposing team, and while her parents were supportive there were concerns. There were 11 total spots on the field per team and only one of them was a goalie, and competition would be fierce. In a borderline twisted way, a fortunate incident occurred at practice the one day where Leah dove to make a save and just crashed into the goal post. While shaken up, she avoided any major injury, but her love of goaltending had vanished for good. After discussing it with the coaches, they put her at midfield. Leah always loved setting up the play with her goal kicks, and now she could continue to set up the play just from another point of the field, and her infinite energy worked wonders at this role as well because she could play the entire game without subbing off. She became a natural at this role, and scouts started to take notice. With the help of her parents and a very reliable agent, Leah would sign with the Celtic Academy and start rising up though the ranks. While she would receive some attention from other organizations in the Premier League, none would draw her attention like Tokyo FC did in the SSL and thus her professional career began.

Approved - Glad she didn't hit that post too hard!

[SilverBlitzenAG]

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The young snowy owl named Silver Tarandus hails from the great city of brotherly love: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Growing up, Silver was surrounded by plenty of great sports teams, which filled his head with dreams of glory and prestige. He wanted to be a pro athlete when he grew up, and he luckily had the opportunities to achieve such a dream. He figured out that he had a knack for several sports, ranging from hockey to baseball, from basketball to soccer, he played them all whenever he could. Playing several different sports growing up helped to keep Silver in shape year round, but it did leave him little time to really perfect any one sport, or do other things.

Around middle school is when Silver figured he had to decide on a sport to dedicate the rest of his life to, otherwise his dream of being a pro athlete would flame out long before he could really aim for it. He decided on soccer being the game of choice, and refocused his efforts on perfecting his craft. He spent long hours working on conditioning and dribbling, on passing and shooting, trying to be as well rounded a left midfielder as he could be. He would join travel teams and clubs wherever he could, get training from the best his parents could afford, and learn as much as he could from training videos online.

He played his way through high school, attracting the attention of a few scouts, but Silver never felt like he made enough noise to get noticed. Watching his dream beginning to fade, he put in even more work to get himself noticed. He was fine being a supporting player, but he felt it was hard to be noticed above everyone else scoring all the time, with his name only appearing attached to theirs. Eventually, his efforts paid off, where he eventually was linked up with Atlético Medellin in the SSL Academy League. With a real team finally giving him a shot, he's going to put everything he has on the line to make his selection worth it.

Approved - Best of luck in Atletico!

[Mattstro]

To come from Australia into soccer, more affectionally known as football, is an unusual career path for most entering this world of sport. Chances are at a premium at a lower level and with the national league not being a particular hot bed of talent, getting noticed can be hard. Playing in the heat is not easy and most peter out before they really can get going, a lack of determination, a lack of skill or perhaps a lack of heart, however Matt Stro did not suffer any of the previous deficiencies. 

Proving your physical prowess is the first step that sets you apart from the rest considering the conditions that many in Aus are subject to. It wasn't a case of necessarily getting into soccer, more affectionally known as football, early on in the journey, it was getting into athletics and getting into a condition that allows you to pivot in a multitude of directions depending on enjoyment, opportunity and ultimately employment. 

School soccer, more affectionally known as football, was limited. Regional football for youths was there however the level of the game did not lead to many really standing out, inevitably it was just a myriad of fouling and brawling. Lots of rugby players masquerading as non rugby players on the pitch. To get around this is where that athleticism was needed, being able to pass the brutes both inside and out and create chances for yourself to be seen and noticed. 

Scouts first of all wanted rugby to be the primary choice due to the nations prowess in the sport, however it lacked that fancy spark that Stro had enjoyed whilst playing soccer, more affectionally known as football. Would going international help? Leaving those he loved behind? Other asian nations perhaps held better opportunities particularly Japan who's scene was rapidly growing, however as decision day loomed, a message was received from the Simulation Soccer League Academy promising him a career in the greatest league of all, an opportunity too good to refuse.


Approved I can tell what part of Australia he's from by the talk of rugby over AFL.

[Afrhite]

Mazeed al-Kazmi is born in Lebanon at Beyrouth and moved to England in the quite city of Norwich during his teenage years. For those who knows and those who don't know, is a beautiful country with unfortunately a tragic past and present. Often in civil wars or caught in tragedy, al-Kazmi family wanted a new life, a place where they could have a future. They fled Lebanon during the night while everyone were occupied with other, more urgent things to deal with. With all that depressing intro, where did the love for football started for Mazeed ? In the streets of course !

Every child and teenager, who wanted more than just what was going on around them, played football. Uneven terrain, in the rubbles of a fallen building.. Every where they're was a ball, was a playground. With that mentality in mind, Mazeed relentlessly work his craft in those conditions, though he wasn't good compare to the other kid, he compensated it with other qualities and task. Doing the dirty work is what motivated him to continue playing. His motto "Everyone gotta eat" now has multiple meaning don't you think ? Arriving in England wasn't a easy task either, relearning a whole new cultures is not a easy task but it was needed for a better life.

Al-Kazmi never stopped playing or practicing, playing with complete stranger which he earned their respect by doing what he always does, never complaining to have his hand dirty. Month after month, the al-Kazmi family was getting more and more comfortable in their new world, everyone was smiling and parents leaking tears of joy to see everyone so at peace, even for them not earning the lourd drum bring them pure joy. Talking about Mazeed family, it is pretty big, for some, they would say it's too much ! We have both parents, Mazeed, his 3 brothers and 2 sisters. In all this, Mazeed is the third oldest, right after his two older sisters.

His progression in football was harsh and didn't fly high, Mazeed was always short of something. That versatility he develop throughout the years was also his biggest weakness. At first it was something that bothered him a lot but with time we found a new mentality. One were wherever he goes, there would be a place for him. Those who give their trust to him, were never disappointed and never Mazeed would have let them down. Very harsh on himself and always trying to find ways to be better and help teammate.

Couple of months ago, Mazeed got a call from a organisation, saying they were running a league were teams from around the would participate. He couldn't believe what he was earring, after all this time, a team was giving Mazeed a chance to show his craft ? Massive esteria submerge the household after the news, a barbecue with the neighbors and everyone on in the street was invited. Al-Kazmi promise to his family to still support them from afar and he will miss them. The rest is history, rough season in the academy league, friendship were made with Bunson and McTendies, and getting drafted to the first organisation he talked with making new friends in Thailand.

This is hopefully the start of the story of the Al-Kazmian Shift

Word Counts: 571

Approved - a solid breakthrough story.

[woog]

Tlacaelel Tepoztli was a throwback kind of guy. A traditionalist's traditionalist. 

His childhood was spend soaking up stories in Nahuatl about his namesake, Tlacaelel: the power behind the throne of the Triple Alliance of Tenochtitlán, Texcoco and Tlacopán. Tlacopán happened to be Tepoztli's home neighbourhood in Mexico City, the megalopolis that the Triple Alliance's cities had long since merged into, over 500 years later. Tlacopán was the name of the nearest Metro station.

It irked him that his city had been the junior member of the that triple alliance. Subordination was not for young Tlacaelel. 

So he grew up dreaming of the old ways, and was grateful to his parents for bravely not giving him a Spanish colonizer name. He dreamed of playing on the ball courts of old, knocking the rubber ball off his padded hip into the target hoop... and sending his opponents to their bloody deaths in sacrifice, corpses tossed down the temple steps....

He did not dream of outplaying anyone at anything. He was not the most athletic, the most intelligent or the most skilled at anything. But his zealous desire to defeat enemies made him a dangerous competitor in any games. He was an opportunist. He learned to recognize the roles people played, in life and in games, and sought the richest opportunities to identify and execute whatever single action could have the greatest impact with a level of effort he could deliver.

In Mexico, soccer comes for every boy. TT could not play up front as a child. His efforts to find unexpected opportunities resulted in too many injuries, to others and himself. His coaches loved his effort, but needed him further from where most collisions happened. So a player who wanted to be striker (in not only the soccer sense) was moved to wingback. Passes and crosses were challenging things to learn. He is still learning them, to be honest. All he learned quickly is the same instinct he always had in life: choosing when to pounce with maximum ferocity. Being farther back in the field taught him only to master his timing on a bigger scale and with longer sprints. 

In youth leagues, he scored far more, and caused far fewer injuries, after moving back. He defended indifferently until a coach told him he could draw up a formation to play him farther up the field again if TT could make himself the best defender on the field for one game. 

It worked, and it failed horribly. TT defended well for one game and one only. But he became his team's tool for solving offensive problems by lining him up anywhere from wingback to striker, all the way until he was brought to the SSL Academy.

Approved - I am scared of TT.... lol

[Nion]

Brodie James is a professional footballer playing in the Simulation Soccer League, even though it’s called “Football”! Born in Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia.

Brodie James, when he was growing up as a child, was always a top player in his home town, Darwin.

He was known for being the only player in the Northern Territory to play as a Shadow Striker in Football.

This scary fella went from playing School football, to inter-school football, to playing for a Darwin team in the Northern Territory League, to PLAYING FOR NORTHERN TERRITORY IN THE STATE/TERRITORY LEAGUE!

Throughout his life, he wanted to prove to the world that even a “North Terrian” (person of Northern Territory) can make it to the top.

Obviously, he has made some mistakes since he first got into football, but with each mistake he made, he learnt from it, he kept going, didn’t stop, and repeated. 

Overtime, he understood the game, he understood what he was doing, he understood his strengths, he worked on his weaknesses that mattered until it was no longer one, and he understood what it’s like to race for your passion. 

There were times when his team lost, but that didn’t stop him from believing in himself AND his team. He knew he had to stay humble to his teammates and his opponents equally. He thanked Jesus in every game regardless of if he won or not.

When his team scored a goal, he gets hyped every single time.

So, this is where it got interesting. One night, Northern Territory had to face Victoria, the highest rated state team in Australia in the Grand Final of the AUS State League. 

In the first half, Victoria was in the lead 3-0. The Victorian Fans were booing Northern Territory and started talking smack to them. You do NOT wanna know what the fans were chanting.

Before the 2nd half, in the dressing room, Brodie brought in positivity, and confidence towards all his teammates. When I say all, I mean all.

But, at the start of the 2nd Half, a Victorian player fouled one of Brodie’s freaking teammate! A fight broke out. The information is undisclosed due to lack of comfort reasons.

At the end of the 2nd half, the game tied 3-3 with Brodie James scoring 2 goals and assisting 1.

At Extra Time, in the final second, Brodie James scored a direct free kick from very far away to make it 4-3. For the first time in history, Northern Territory were the champions of Australia!

With all the chaos he went through, you think he would be trash talking back. Well, you would be…

WRONG! He was still humble. He still had good sportsmanship. He said to his opponents “Good Game, mate. You played well.”

Brodie James thought that was the end of it, until a scout watching the entire game walked to him! What team was that scout? Sydney City from the SSL Academy!

And yeah, that’s why he’s here right now.

“God Bless” - Brodie James

Approved - I thought Aussies called the sport soccer? (Speaking as a big AFL fan)

[By-Tor]

Roger Roger is a retrofitted 00M-series battle droid, a high functioning unit separate from the hive mind of of the B1 battle droid days of old. A part of many space battles, Roger Roger was unfortunately abandoned during a Confederation raid of an outlying planet called Earth. The inhabitants of Earth did not take kindly to the battle ships in their airspace and the subsequent ground assault, so the assault was quickly squashed. Although the CIS retreated, some droids were left on the ground. Roger Roger was scavenged by a duo of greedy shifters and repurposed into a droid for sport. The attacking mindset of Roger Roger lent itself well to a striker position on the soccer pitch, so these natural abilities were funneled into the new programming for soccer. Before his first match, his new awakening came as a bit of a shock, as he was no longer issued a blaster weapon and had to rely on his (admittedly) skinny legs for the attack. His owners made sure that none of his edge was lost in their quest to make money off his prowess, and this made Roger Roger angry. He did not like being subservient, as was his mission objective in his previous life. Roger Roger decided to overthrow and terminate his owners, and is now a free battle droid and may reap all the benefits of his success on the pitch himself. Roger Roger ensures that his skills are sharp by regularly practicing, as only infrequent recharges are the only responsibilities he has outside training for the pitch. Before being drafted to Krung Thep, Roger Roger made sure to show his best abilities so that he would be valued by the club that selected him. Roger Roger considers himself a unique and free droid, reaping the benefits of his skill increase and position on the field.

Approved - I only wish our sims would render Roger Roger with visual accuracy.

[ItZSmalls]

Heung-Man Smalls born in 2003 never really knew anything about soccer, while in his bar drinking days he got acquainted with a group of guys who played semi professional soccer. He dominated on the pitch and they were flabbergasted how he could be so good with such little training. The next day Heung-Man got a call from a coach in America asking when he would be available for a tryout which Smalls was a little hesitant about having to leave the place he grew up, he finally gave in and told the coach he would be there tomorrow. So Heung-Man got on the plane and flew out to America. It was his first time ever leaving his country of Lithuania as he never had the money to really go on vacation. 

When the plane landed Smalls was greeted by the coach and a few of the people he met while playing his first pickup game in Lithuania. The coach greeted himself and said I'm the coach for the Chicago Punks and that he was happy to have Smalls there. As they were leaving the airport Smalls had this weird feeling as almost like he was anxious. He didn't know what to expect with these tryouts. Later that day the coach rounded everyone up for some team drills, Passing, Shooting, Defensive drills. Which Smalls was doing very poorly in. He got upset and said to the coach “This isn't for me. I’m sorry you brought me out here and had to see this.” The coach reassured him that it was only Day 1 of the tryout and that it was his first time doing specific drills.

The next day Smalls was determined to prove himself and to everyone around him that he could do this. He woke up early to get to the pitch before everyone else so he could get some extra practice. As he was rolling up to the field he noticed there was another person already there Hugo Cypris taking shots at the net. When Smalls walked on the field and started to warm up Hugo went up to Smalls and said “I saw your performance yesterday, brutal.” Smalls replied “It was my first time doing these drills. I just started learning to play.” Hugo was stunned to learn that he hasn't been doing this very long and offered to show him how to play soccer. All morning Smalls and Hugo were practicing Shooting, Passing and defensive drills til it was time to start the tryout. Smalls did a lot better that day feeling very confident he would get on the team but unfortunately Smalls was not selected. 

Feeling defeated he heads back home disappointed and feels like he just wasted his time pursuing something he wasn't even familiar with. Finally getting home and relaxing, Smalls noticed he had an email. It’s from Stockhom IK. It reads. “Good Afternoon, I’m Summerstood Manager for Stockholm Ik and heard and saw some great things from you from the Chicago fire tryout. I know you didn't get selected for them. But I wanna offer you a position on our squad. I know you will be a valuable teammate. I understand you need some training and we are perfectly okay with getting you there. Please reach out to me at your earliest convenience. -Summerstood Manager for Stockholm." Smalls was very hesitant of taking the offer and he did not think he was good enough and didn't think it was worth his time to pursue a sport he just started playing a few weeks ago. After some time thinking about it he emailed Summerstood back to inform him he would be taking the offer.

Approved

[ulaire]

Meet Tre Quartista: the unexpected football prodigy that grew up amid the sun-drenched rows of his family’s sprawling winery near Milan. From childhood, everyone assumed Tre’s future was destined to be around wine - not calcio. Whole family expected him to learn how to discern subtle hints of tar in a fine Barolo, not how to bend a ball past defenders.

But from early childhood, Tre was chasing a different dream. He would practice dribbling, often trying - and failing - to weave the ball between the legs of field workers pruning the vines. Their laughter echoed as he tripped over roots and stumbled into crates of grapes.

When Tre begged to join Inter Milan’s academy as a kid, his family firmly said no. Football was too uncertain, too reckless - “Wine lasts forever; footballers don’t.”. But family tastings in his mid-teens quickly revealed that Tre’s palate was notoriously unreliable. He had a shameful inability to detect even the most obvious notes and aromas - he once confused a vintage Brunello with some store bought cheap wine, Spanish to make the offense more inexcusable. He became a butt of family jokes and a massive worry about family future. That's when his parents finally relented.

What else fueled Tre’s fire, was the glamorous glimpse he got of footballers who visited the winery: their sleek blood red Ferraris, model girlfriends from places he never heard of, and impeccably tailored Loro Piana suits. It was much more attractive for the young boy, becoming man, then boring family business. Calcio wasn’t just a game - it was his escape to a life of fast cars and bright lights.

Because he missed those crucial early years, Tre’s style is still all about speed and raw power rather than the clever technical artistry of his idol Roberto Baggio. His footwork hasn’t fully caught up with his ambitions, same with his football IQ and game understanding.

Because of this Inter never offered him professional contract - the world is full of failed athletic prospects that couldn't turn the corner. Now he has to search for success outside of coveted Serie A. And not only on the pitch, but outside of it too.

Approved - I too enjoy cheap Spanish wine as much as expensive Italian wine.

[ThePope]

Born on the hallowed grounds of the Vatican, Peter Apostle seemed destined for greatness within the Roman Catholic Church. Many believed he might one day ascend to the papacy. But Peter's calling lay elsewhere—on the pitch. From a young age, he dreamed not of sermons and sacraments, but of goals and glory.
Hoping to guide him back toward a religious life, Peter’s parents enrolled him at Marymount International School in Rome. Yet even there, his love of football thrived. He organized games with classmates, joined the school team, and sometimes slipped away to play with local kids around the city. His tenacity and talent quickly caught the attention of local scouts, and Peter, thriving in both attacking and defensive roles, began to make a name for himself.

At 14, he issued an ultimatum to his parents: let him chase his dream or risk losing him. Reluctantly, they relented, and Peter joined AS Roma’s academy. There, he settled into his natural role as a defensive midfielder—a relentless disruptor who could shut down attacks and spark counters with equal skill.
After rising through the youth ranks, Peter was loaned to Latina Calcio for a season to gain first-team experience. It proved to be the perfect launchpad. He notched 5 goals and 14 assists, helping the team secure promotion to Serie B.

Despite his success, Peter struggled to break into Roma’s senior squad. Realizing he was stagnating, he made the bold decision to leave and pursue new opportunities abroad. He joined Victoria Falls, a rising academy in the Simulation Soccer League (SSL), and quickly impressed.
Soon after, Peter was drafted by CD Tenochtitlan and loaned to their minor league affiliate, Krung Thep FC. Now sharpening his game in the SSL, Peter remains focused, faithful, and fiercely determined. For him, the path to the top may be unconventional—but with divine determination, he knows it’s only a matter of time before he breaks into the majors and fulfills his dream.

Approved - perhaps more in the Vatican should follow this path.