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Daedalus Kronus is a simple man with simple tastes. He has an eccentricity to him that only a few can understand, almost as if he were a mad genius in the likes of Albert Einstein or Thomas Edison. Though there certainly are things about him that he would like to change, he frequently wishes to change the symptoms to pretend that he is addressing those issues rather than to address the root cause of the issues themselves. However, the one thing that he does not fuck around about is football. From a very young age, Daedalus was fascinated by the game, always trying to envision what the player on the pitch would do next. Even as young as 2 years of age, his parents would frequently find him in front of the television, not speaking or moving, just analyzing. At 12, he was hired as an analyst for his local high school team - an unpaid position and one that offered no recognition but did come with a promise that when he reached high school age he would be guaranteed a spot on the team. As he improved his skills, he became addicted to the sport, watching film and playing in practice with the high school kids, until eventually a local professional team took interest and spoke to the school as soon as he entered the football program there. Within three games, the team approached him with an offer to join their u-16 team, but Daedalus declined. He knew that his tactical skills would be wasted there. With every passing game, he garnered more interest, until eventually scouts from Olympiacos, Panathinaikos, PAOK, OFI, and almost every major Greece-based football team were watching the majority of his games. Once he reached the point of graduation, every single college in the nation offered him a full-ride scholarship to come play for them, but he refused them all to join the Simulation Soccer League. He found choosing between Olympiacos and Panathinaikos very distressing, and with offers to come try out for such teams as Odd in Norway, Barcelona U-21's, and even Brighton U-21's, he simply could not choose. So, the tactical football genuis is now in the SSL, awaiting his team. (350+)

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Players of the Future: Daryl McManus

Daryl “Dazza” Barry McManus, 18, was born in St. Andrew’s War Memorial Hospital on January 26th, 2006, to Julie and Marcus McManus. The couple soon took him home to Logan, a suburb south of Brisbane.

Daryl would grow up in Logan, attending Woodridge State School for his primary school. It was here he first began to play soccer, immediately taking to it the most of every sport his parents had him try. He would continue to play the sport through primary school, not only through the school but also in a private, free team for children, intended as a way for them to learn the game.

After his thirteenth birthday, Daryl changed schools, going to Woodridge State High School, a public secondary school. He would spend the first three years of his secondary school career here (grades seven, eight, and nine), joining the school’s boy’s soccer team, for which he quickly became a key player. For a time, this was how he continued to grow in the sport.

However, before Daryl’s tenth year of school, his family was approached by a member of Sydney City, offering the young man a place in their academy system. This was where Daryl first began to attract attention, entering Sydney City’s academy system with verve and pomp. Though he was still obtaining an education, much of his time could now be fully devoted to learning and growing as a soccer player. The next few years saw Daryl grow quickly both on and off the pitch, in physique and skills, as he transitioned from the striker role he had played for his school teams to a middle field role. His natural fitness and eye for passing, plus surprising patience, meant he was a natural and soon adapted to playing as a central midfielder.

Now, Daryl hits the pitch for the Sydney City Academy Senior Team, ready to show the world what he has, and to try and win his way to a bigger team, along with his signature mullet.

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Biography

Hannibal Armaros is a man of very few words and always has been he is of Turkish descent specifically from the city of Antalya where he grew up close to the coast in a very populous city with his five siblings, three of which were brothers and two sisters. Armaros throughout his life was known as someone who did not say much or needed to say much, in school teachers had often called him the silent but intelligent as he would always be ever so quiet in class compared to others but would still retain everything without needing to ask. Even in practice when he would play soccer at his school, his coaches would not require him to communicate as Armaros believed it, how he played on the field was enough communication for him in general. Armaros because of this took up a position in the field so that he could use his decision making to constantly scan the field and communicate what is happening through gestures and his passes. He wanted to make it so that only those close to him know what is about to happen as they are the only ones who would understand someone who were to say nothing. Armaros’s goal is to dictate the tempo of games making sure that he was always in control of what was happening and so that teams had to focus on him leaving room for his stars as he dished them out the ball. Armaros however had stopped playing soccer for several years but then came back as he lost touch with communicating with so many people and this sport served as that communication for so long. It felt as if something was missing. That is when he returned to play collegiate soccer and then declared for the SSL draft one year later in order to spread his communication and to dictate the tempo in a higher stakes environment.

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All the talk nowadays of nepo babies, of how it's not what you can do but who you know, and yet, nobody ever talks about the down side of having a famous family member. In Dizzy Martin's, case, maybe "famous" is a stretch, but within certain circles his name carried something of a weight.

Dizzy Martin was born the son of a reasonably-known professional wrestler, Law Martin, now deceased. The sort of guy who never quite hit the heights in the industry, but who carved out a niche as a comedy goofball over the years across North America. Dizzy's big brother, Chip, was apparently carrying on that legacy, although it had been years since they'd talked, let alone seen each other.

And yes, Dizzy had tried stepping into the ring before he'd even finished school, but just after a handful of appearances, and one actual match against his dear old dad, the young athlete knew that following in his father's spandex footsteps wasn't for him. He saw his father as a joke, and was sure the crowds were laughing at him, not with him. It was an ugly argument, and a rotten departure.

Dizzy returned home to England, moving in with his grandfather, who quickly- belatedly- sowed in him the lifelong love of football. By his mid-teens, he'd found his niche as a tough-battling midfielder, putting himself about on the pitch and never backing out of a challenge. Short and stocky, in a world of fancy, fleeting footwork, he was the scrapper, the clogger, the guy maybe only getting one touch at a time, but making it count by stopping the attack dead in its tracks. He was determined that nobody would think of him as a joke, like his father.

His dad would never get back to England to see Dizzy play, passing away in his prime. That lack of reconciliation is a regret that Dizzy carries with him every time the youngster steps onto the pitch, and now, instead of trying to prove he's not a joke like his father, he's trying to make him proud, hoping that he can build a career to live up to the Martin name he'd been so embarrassed of.

APPROVED - a sad and beautiful tale.

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Zoé Maxine-Jackson Clarke is a Czech born German-American professional footballer who played as a combined wing back and left back for the SSL Academy Club Stockholm Idrottsklubb, where she won the Academy league with the team, and is the 23rd pick in the xx round of the S18 SSL Prospect Draft, going to Schwarzwälder Fußballverein. Zoé is the daughter of the late, former midfielder for FC Catalunya Jackson Clarke. Zoé was born in the Czech Republic to Jackson Clarke and then lawyer Christine Anderson, who was in Prague for a vacation.

Zoé Maxine-Jackson Clarke was born on December 25, 20xx in Brno, Czech Republic, though grew up often watching her father play soccer in the SSL in Catalunya, Spain. Zoé, though, resented the sport of football. She doesn’t admit it often, but in a social media post by Zoé Clarke when playing in Stockholm, she explains that until she was age 7, she hated football since it drew her father away from her. He was never home to take care of her due to his travels and self-made relentless practicing until he took a break from his already constant practice in the SSL’s 5th seasons.

Childhood:
Up until age 4, Zoé’s decision to play football was only because of her father’s insistence to play against her while she was young, as “the exercise would improve her stamina and he could help train her” as she told an interviewer in an Academy game. Outside of those uninspiring attempts to get his daughter into the sport of football, Zoé would stay inside her house. After age 4, though, the urge to play football grew inside of her, and each day practicing with her father would create an already needed want to further advance her skills against the professional midfielder. Jackson’s distance from the game, however, created multiple opportunities for the young Zoé to take advantage of, making Jackson proud while making Zoé frustrated with the state of her father. This ignited a passion in her which, in turn, made Jackson play to the level he knew he could play at. While rusty at first, Zoé helped Jackson become a better version of himself. This help from his young daughter helped him and Catalunya win the S7 SSL Cup, though there was no success after that.:
During Jackson Clarke’s final seasons in the SSL, he played in South Africa, where Zoé got a primary school equivalent education for the first three years. Her mother would often take the young girl to see her father play, as the money she’d gotten from her career as a lawyer plus the free tickets Jackson often supplied to the family would help bring the three closer together.

Sweden:
Zoe fought hard in Sweden as a primarily defensive player for the SSL Academy’s Sweden IK. The Sweden IK team that held Zoe Clarke, as well as other great Academy players, won the Academy, giving Zoe Clarke her first taste of success.

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Andrés Pedrillo's Journey:

Born in one of the football capitals in Barcelona, Spain, Andres Pedrillo always dreamed of reaching the very top. Growing up a few streets away from the iconic Camp Nou stadium, he spent numerous afternoons emulating the silky skills of Xavi, Iniesta, and later, currently "replica" versions of Pedri and Gavi. Pedrillo's road to the top was anything but your run-of-the-mill success story.

Pedrillo's talent was first discovered on the streets. The chaos and creativity of street football emulated his style of flair, vision, and relentless work rate. It was his natural game controller with pinpoint passes and a knack for readying plays that caught the attention of local scouts, at a young age, he joined youth academy. There, he polished the raw talent into a tactical game that drew several interest.

Because of his relatively smaller frame and physical style, Pedrillo wasn't slated to be one of the top prospects when he declared for the S18 Prospect Draft upon completion of the academy season. But he showed his creativity and tenacity, which led AC Romana, a prominent club in the Simulation Soccer League, to select him in Round 2, Pick 4 of the S18 Prospect Draft.

Of course, while being drafted by a Major team was a big deal, he knows the real journey begins now! He was assigned to Inter London FC, the AC Romana Minor League affiliate, for development. It is a perfect opportunity to showcase his blend of Pedri-inspired playmaking and Gavi-like grit. Determined, Pedrillo is working hard to dominate the midfield and is focused on getting that call to the AC Romana first team.

Whether dictating the tempo, threading key passes, or pressing relentlessly, Andres Pedrillo is poised to make a lasting impact, first for Inter London FC and then as a first-team player for AC Romana.

APPROVED - less height is fine with great pace, which I'm sure Roma will teach you.

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Cameron Millwall is a German football player who's first and foremost a defensive midfielder, but can also be deployed as a central back or central midfielder. Standing at a towering 6'3", he primarily focuses on the gritty parts of his description: Securing his squads defensive line, winning tackles and helping bring the ball up front in transition opportunities. He was born and raised in Bonn, Germany's former capital, where he made his first steps in organized football at local clubs SV Beuel 04 and Bonner SC.

Seeing as he grew up in Germany, every kid's exposed to football first, second and third thing when it comes to sports. Millwall was no difference to that and it wasn't before too long that he stuck with the sport. His working class parents supported his hobby, hoping it would teach him work ethic and important principles in life. From a young age, Millwall spent hours at training sessions and travelling around for games. There were times when his commitment to the game of football took a toll on his school grades, but he managed to salvage these problems in order to obtain the German equivalent of a high school diploma.

Growing up in the Rhineland area in the western part of Germany, he had stints with the important youth setups of Bayer 04 Leverkusen and, more prominently, 1. FC Köln. While he was certainly out-competing some players, Millwall never made the waves necessary for a breakthrough into the spotlight. He also never made that last step of receiving a call up to Germany's youth national teams. While that last step always eluded him, he consistently was a part of youth Bundesliga sides at various age levels.

At this point, Millwall is trying to salvage his career to forge a pathway forward as a professional player. If recent indications may give any hint, he hasn't lost any of that work ethic that made him a promising prospect in the first place.

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Billy Bob

The Architect: The Rise of Billy Bob
Episode 1: Building the Blueprint

In the streets of Toulouse, a boy named Billy Bob was born into a family of rich heritage. His mother brought the wisdom and resilience of Korea, while his father embodied the fiery passion of French football. This cultural blend set the foundation for a life that would soon revolve around one thing - the beautiful game. His father, a Toulouse FC ultra, would take him to matches every week. Whether the team won or lost, his father’s love for the game never wavered, and Billy soaked in every bit of it. “Football wasn’t just something I liked,” Billy later reflected, “it was who I was.” It wasn’t long before Billy had a ball at his feet and big dreams in his head.

Life took an unexpected turn when Billy’s family relocated to Korea. For a young boy who had only ever known Toulouse, it was a huge change. A new language, culture and the loss of his childhood friend. But there was one thing that transcended borders—football. In Anyang, Billy found solace in the local club, the Anyang Crusaders. It wasn’t a grand team but for Billy, it was a sanctuary. It didn’t take long for Billy to make his mark. His vision on the field and his ability to lead by example turned heads. The little boy from Toulouse became the heart of the Crusaders, earning a reputation as a local star.

As Billy’s star continued to rise, the unthinkable happened: a knee injury sidelined him during a point in his teens. For months, he watched his team from the sidelines, longing to return but forced to face the possibility that he might never play again. Rather than let the setback define him, Billy used the time to study the game in ways he never had before. He analyzed matches, dissected tactics, and sharpened his understanding of football’s intricacies. “I realized that being great wasn’t just about skill,” he explained. “It was about seeing the game in ways others couldn’t.”

When Billy returned to the field, he wasn’t just back to form - he was a better version of himself. His newfound tactical awareness elevated his playmaking abilities and earned him the nickname The Architect.

When the Victoria Falls Academy came calling, Billy knew it was time to take the next step. Leaving the Crusaders was bittersweet; they had become his second family. But Billy’s ambition burned brighter than ever. He packed his bags, said his goodbyes, and stepped into a new chapter. “I wanted to prove that I could thrive anywhere,” Billy said. “Victoria Falls wasn’t just about joining a new team—it was about showing myself that I could compete with the best.”

Billy’s journey had taken him from the streets of Toulouse to the vibrant pitches of Anyang, and now, to the prestigious grounds of Victoria Falls Academy. It was a path marked by resilience, growth, and the unwavering belief that the game could unite, inspire, and transform.

As he stood on the academy field for the first time, ready to show the world what The Architect could do, one thing was clear—Billy Bob’s story was only just beginning.

Written and narrated by
Ashley Longworth

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Not everyone gets to embark on such an incredibly journey at the mid-stage of life.

Defender George Shaheen was 32 years old when he finally received an invitation to The Academy to join Atletico Medellin’s club and prepare himself to be a potential SSL draftee.

Since his childhood growing up in the quaint village of Hamat, Lebanon, Shaheen had loved this beautiful game of football.

He had rebuffed calls from his father to spend more time helping out in the family’s local fruit store – a business that as the oldest son was supposed to get passed down to George. He had rebuffed calls from his mother to focus more on his studies and to try to become the first Shaheen to pursue secondary education. He rebuffed calls from his little sister to gag her with a spoon.

Either of the first of these would have been fine futures for so many in George’s village. They could ensure a comfortable, successful life. But George wasn’t drawn toward comfort. He was a dreamer. And as he got bigger so, too, did his dreams.

George used to spend all hours of his youth kicking a ball around the roads of the historic cape of Theoprosopon, down to Saint Elias Church, through the Our Lady of Nourieh monastery, and back home again. It was a full day’s effort that he was happy to spend full days on. Practice made perfect, and over time the football became an extension of him, even as a young boy.

He had also been blessed with natural gifts. From early stages, he was always bigger, faster, and stronger than most other kids around him. He was born with a competitive fire and a natural coordination that made him destined at least for the local pitches.

He starred as a youth, and played his way into Lebanese club teams as a teen. He veered toward defense because of his strength, size, grit, and because he loved the competitive challenge of facing down cocksure strikers and being that last obstacle between them and a shot on goal. He played like a fluid wall, an impenetrable body block, that became an asset no Lebanese scout could ignore.

By his early 20s, Shaheen had reached the Lebanese Premiere League, the top division of the Lebanese football league system, where he starred for 10 seasons with Nejmeh in Beirut.

It was after season number 10 that he got the call from The Academy. The shine of his star had crossed the borders of the home country he loved. He had been noticed by international scouts, and they wanted to give him an opportunity to showcase his love of this beautiful game on the world’s biggest stage while he still had fuel in his football machine.

Shaheen will wear the cedar tree iconography of Lebanon proudly in the SSL. He is treating his opportunity as a way not just to prove to himself he can play with the best, but to be a beacon to other small boys in villages across his country that they, too, can be dreamers.

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In the fields of rural Zakopane, a young Kuba Kunicki is slating away with his siblings after lunch. They do their normal chores such as feeding the cows, putting the crops in a silo, and sometimes being a nuisance with the dog. Whenever he has some free time, he's always gone to the local football pitch, which was two torn up nets along a blacktop.

He's always been interesting in football ever since his cousin showed him some Cracovia merch he got from a street vendor. Ever since that day, he vowed to return the favor to his cousin by delivering his own merch to him, but that dream seemed out of reach due to his financial situation.

One day, he saw a couple of boys playing at the football pitch, and asked to join them, which they agreed and let him play. For some background, Kuba was around 5'10 entering his final years of high school, and due to his farming background, was very physical and muscular. As he played with these boys, he realized how his background helped him out a lot, being able to shed off tackles while also being able to cause them.

After the game, one of the boys told Kuba about this amateur league that he should join. Kuba thought about it, wondering if this could be his chance for him to show off and maybe play professional football. Reluctantly, he agreed, and he was out playing the next weekend. He played in this league for around 3 years, when he got an email from The SSL Academy.

The email talked about how they were impressed with his performance in the league, and they wanted to send him out for a trial for Sydney, and if he were to be successful, he would be eligible for the draft to SSL later that year. Of course, Kuba consoled his parents who, after some convincing, agreed to send him out to Sydney and live his dream.

However, due to some visa issues, he didn't arrive until late into the season. Kuba thought that his season was over, everything we wished for was gone like that. Luckily enough, management at Sydney decided to keep him either way, which allowed him to make his dreams come true, and hopefully fulfill that promise he made his cousin.

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