Chapter 133: 133: THE RACE AGAINST MIDNIGHT
That early morning was so incredibly cool, deeply peaceful, and slightly foggy outside his quiet window, and he was sitting completely alone in the quiet sitting room, deeply trapped in his own heavy, swirling thoughts, when the absolute silence was suddenly broken.
When William slowly picked up the loudly ringing phone with his completely shaking hands, he took a very deep breath to calm his highly racing heart, because he desperately hoped for a huge miracle on this highly stressful final transfer day.
The tension in the quiet room was incredibly thick, completely suffocating him as he patiently waited. As soon as he gently placed the glowing device against his ear, his smart agent, Leon, shouted with a very bright and highly excited voice, and Leon said,
"Will, this is a very good news for us today!"
The energetic agent did not want to waste any precious time playing silly games or building unnecessary suspense, so he quickly delivered the amazing, life-changing message that completely changed the dark, sad atmosphere in the quiet sitting room.
Leon happily and proudly announced that Blackpool finally make an official approach to sign you permanently from Chelsea, and this massive, incredible step clearly meant that his highly beloved former club was fully ready to bring their magical playmaker straight back home.
William's tired eyes immediately widened in pure, absolute shock, and his mouth fell completely open because he could barely believe what his ears were currently hearing through the small speaker. Leon quickly continued explaining the highly important, strictly professional legal process, firmly stating that the Blackpool directors have already sent the official document to properly agree on personal terms with you first, long before going into any full, complicated negotiation with Chelsea.
The smart, hardworking agent explained that this was a very standard, highly common professional procedure in the sport, specifically because Blackpool deeply wanted to make absolutely sure that William was fully happy and totally committed to their team before they spent their heavy money actively negotiating with his strict parent club.
Hearing this incredibly wonderful, highly life-changing news made William so incredibly happy, and this pure, absolute joy can easily be felt in his shaking voice when he finally found the bold courage to speak out loud.
A hot, salty tear of pure relief rolled slowly down his warm cheek, and he looked up directly at the plain white ceiling with a massive, bright smile as he loudly said,
"Thank you, Blackpool, thank you so much for believing in me again."
He was deeply and truly grateful from the absolute bottom of his young heart that the friendly manager and the caring club board still fully trusted his magical talent, especially after all the cruel media reporters and other arrogant clubs had heavily doubted his professional abilities and loudly called him a completely confused boy.
Leon laughed warmly and happily through the phone speaker, completely understanding his young client's deep emotional relief and pure happiness, and then the smart agent quickly moved the serious conversation strictly to the business side of the deal.
Leon cleared his throat softly to sound very professional and clearly said,
"I will immediately sent the important legal documents directly to your mobile phone right now so you can read them carefully, but you must clearly know that the weekly pay will be exactly seventy thousand pounds."
The agent wanted to be totally honest and highly transparent, so he quickly explained that this brand new salary was exactly five thousand pounds less than his previous weekly salary at Chelsea, but it also happily came with some very nice, highly rewarding performance bonuses that would heavily increase his money if he played perfectly well.
William did not care about the small financial drop in money at all, because playing the beautiful game on the green grass was vastly more important than being totally rich, so William accepted it gladly without a single complaint, and they happily ended the call so he could quickly review the digital papers.
As soon as the bright phone beeped loudly to strongly signal the final end of the call, William quickly opened his private email, carefully read through the digital contract, and he immediately agreed to all the personal terms with Blackpool by sending a confirmed electronic signature back to his agent.
Once William perfectly secured his own side of the personal contract and excitedly confirmed his true loyalty to the club, the heavy, highly tense negotiation officially began between the rich Chelsea directors and Mr. Clement, a great negotiator.
This crucial, highly important business meeting went incredibly well and moved very fast, strictly because Chelsea also wants to push him out of their facility as quickly as possible, since they had already signed his permanent replacement and totally did not want his extra wages sitting heavily on their financial books.
The arrogant Chelsea directors simply wanted to completely remove him from their separate training camp so they could fully focus on their new squad.
On the other side of the busy negotiation table, Blackpool also wants to take a brave, massive risk on the transfer, deeply believing that William's massive, magical talent would perfectly help them survive the highly brutal and incredibly fast-paced Premier League season after their heavy opening loss.
Because both giant clubs were highly eager to successfully complete the urgent business before the strict deadline, they absolutely did not waste precious time arguing over tiny, unimportant details, and they both happily agreed on a final transfer fee of exactly ten million pounds for the young superstar.
This massive, life-changing financial agreement was a total, absolute win for everyone involved in the deal, completely freeing William from his lonely, completely separate fitness training camp and beautifully giving Blackpool the highly creative, magical midfielder they desperately needed to properly dictate their struggling midfield.
Right after the two giant clubs officially shook hands over the massive ten million pounds deal, Leon quickly called William back with a very fast, highly urgent tone in his loud voice.
The smart agent quickly explained that all the legal paperwork was perfectly sorted out between the two parent clubs, but he heavily instructed and strongly asked William to travelled for his official medical examination immediately without any delay.
Leon firmly warned the young boy that time was absolutely their biggest, most dangerous enemy right now, specifically because the massive transfer deal must be signed officially and registered perfectly with the strict league officials before the transfer window completely closes at midnight.
"You absolutely cannot relax or happily celebrate just yet, William, because if you unfortunately fail to pass the medical test or if we accidentally submit the final papers even one minute late, the entire deal will collapse completely and you will be deeply stuck at Chelsea until January,"
Leon explained with a highly serious, commanding voice. Hearing this heavy, strict warning instantly sent a massive, powerful rush of pure adrenaline completely through William's tired veins, making him jump up rapidly from his comfortable living room couch.
He knew perfectly well that the medical check was a very normal but highly strict physical test to completely prove that his body was perfectly healthy, totally free from any hidden injuries, and totally fit to easily play professional football at the highest level.
He deeply knew that he could absolutely not afford to carelessly miss this golden opportunity, because this was the absolute last, final chance to safely escape the dark shadow of Chelsea and finally revive his beautiful, highly magical professional career.
Because the heavy, ticking clock was rapidly running out of precious time, William didn't waste much time thinking about packing heavy luggage or heavily calling his loyal friends to quickly celebrate the wonderful news.
He simply grabbed his small, black sports bag, quickly threw in a few clean training shirts, his absolute lucky football boots, and a few basic personal items, and he quickly left his quiet home immediately, locking the heavy wooden front door very firmly behind him.
He practically ran down the busy, sunny street, quickly hailed a fast, bright yellow taxi, and loudly told the careful driver to take him straight to the central train station as fast as legally and safely possible.
He wanted to leave the harsh judgments of London completely behind him forever. As soon as he finally arrived at the busy, highly crowded train station, he rapidly bought a direct, first-class ticket, safely boarded the fast-moving train, and journeyed straight down to Blackpool city with a massive, brightly shining smile permanently glued to his handsome face.
As he sat very comfortably in the fast train and quietly watched the beautiful, green countryside speed quickly past his clear glass window, his young heart was beating with pure, absolute joy and total, completely unmatched excitement.
He was finally going straight back to his true, highly supportive football family, and as he safely traveled closer and closer to the lovely coastal city, he firmly and deeply promised his own soul that he would completely pass the strict medical test and beautifully prove all his harsh, judging critics totally wrong on the bright green pitch.
He closed his tired eyes for a brief, highly peaceful moment, constantly thanking the friendly Blackpool directors for this wonderful second chance, and he felt completely ready to deeply embrace his legendary destiny.
