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“And that’s Jude Bellingham, scoring another goal for England!”
The commentator roared in pure excitement, arms flung high into the air as the crowd went wild.
I watched as his team dashed towards him, embracing him with their open arms, celebrating another success. The sound of the cheering and hollering in the stadium echoed across my living room, washing over the sense of solitary.
At first I didn’t think much of it, it’s just Jude scoring goals and outrunning the opposite team as per usual. But as I rewatched the clip after the match, I felt my stomach flutter.
The goal happened way too fast. All the dedication and hard work he had put into for this specific moment, unveiled before my very eyes.
And hell… it is truly impressive.
Scrolling on my phone, another edit popped up onto my feed. My finger gave away to the boredom and clicked into the edit.
It was a short clip of him receiving an interview. His voice, his mannerism, the way he answered the questions with such humility and patience. It made something stir inside me.
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