Second Chances: Indonesian Football Player
Chapter 21: Medical Test Results
One Hour Later
After an hour later, I was sitting on an exercise bike in a well-equipped room similar to a gym. I frowned at the medical specialist who was there. The doctor had taken me through hell as an excuse to warm up. Every five minutes, the endurance of his bike increased, adding weight to my limbs. I was already in pain even before the actual medical tests started.
‘Hm I want to know how Ryandi.’ is doing I pondered
I had been separated from Mr. Thorgan and Ryandi right after meeting with the medics who were going to do my medical. The middle-aged doctor introduced himself as Dr. Vincent Arasky before taking me to the gym. There he asked me to warm up on the bike until he told me to stop. I certainly did not complain, and did the Exercises as he instructed. But it's been almost an hour, but Dr. Vincent hasn't stopped his warm-up which is frustrating me a bit.
“Oke is enough.” Dr.vincent. I don't know if he's impressed or not, because he's got a flat face. I got off the bike and waited for his next instructions.
“”Next we will do a Biodex assessment, which is a test designed to test the strength between your muscle groups.” Said the Doctor.
After a quick warm-up, I was strapped to a white chair and instructed to extend my legs by kicking it out before pulling it back to the starting position. Dr. Vincent asked me to repeat the Exercise five times, every time he did it, he told me to put more pressure on each leg. Pulling the elastic cord, especially with my right leg, made me Tired until I was a little breathless like running in the sun.
Then after that, the doctor again instructed me to run on the treadmill at varying speeds while breathing using a mask to determine my aerobic ability. I have enough endurance to allow me to go through all the necessary Exercises without a hitch. My stamina in statistics is not just for show.
Throughout the day, I underwent several tests, most of which seemed to make no sense to me. The doctor put me through bone scans, blood and urine tests, plus a few other medical checks that seemed foreign to me. I spent six hours with the doctor and was only allowed to leave a few minutes after three in the afternoon. I don't know if I've passed any medical tests after the doctor finishes the tests. The doctor did not smile once during the entire test session.
“How's your medical test.?” I asked Ryandi as soon as we met at the parker.
“To be honest I don't know.” Ryandi replied while shaking his head.
“My doctor is one of those people who is serious and who never smiles.
“How about you.” Ask Ryandi back.
“Sama, I don't know if I graduated or not. Doctor does not reveal anything.” I said, tightening my jacket.
“Do you think they can send us Back.” Ryandi asked while frowning.
“Kurasa no. It's just a medical academy. They don't need us to play live. So as long as we don't have latent injuries, we'll pass.” I said convince my friend this one.
“I hope so.” Mumbled.
“Stop worrying about it, let's wait for Mr. Thorgan. He will give the result today when we go home.” I said while patting his back
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Meanwhile, in one of the buildings offices.
Dr. Vincent Arasky presented his medical results to Mr. Thorgan and other middle-aged men. The man is Andrew Marcel, the interim head coach of the RSCA Youth Academy in Brussels.
“Friends, Thorgan. You managed to get the perfect specimen on your way.” Dr.Vincent laughing. He was now smiling and had gotten rid of his poker face that he had given to Nero.
Neither Mr Thorgan nor coach Marcel answered but waited for the doctor to continue.
“Boy Nero is very fit for a youth his age. It looks like he's been through professional training for the past three months. The frame movement range is very good. I examined her pelvic joints and muscles and noticed that they were in excellent condition. I dare to hypothesize that he has good lower body mobility and perfect body coordination.”
“Akamuy akin he is not part of the professional team.” He asked as he looked at Mr. Thorgan doubtfully.
“She was just sixteen years old. What professional training might he get in Indonesia? Does he have any injury-prone signs? How about his right foot.” Mr. Thorgan let out a question at the speed of a machine gun. He had heard some rumors about Nero's right foot and wanted to confirm its validity. He even ignored the advice of the French Scouts and insisted on recruiting him.
“What injury?” Dr. Vincent scoffed
“As a doctor, I can tell you this. The boy's bones never broke. The strength of his right foot is phenomenal. I tested it several times to check if there were any weak spots in his leg muscles, but it seems to be none.” Said
“That's very good news.” Shouted Mr. Thorgan with a smile.
“We still don't know anything about his football skills.” Cut coach Marcel.
“Not have I submitted my report about the boy?” said Mr. Thorgan while frowning.
“You just let him fight no professional and maybe amateur in football for all we know.”
“What do you expect? You're gonna put him in the academy without knowing his skills.” Said to ask
“I'll test the players myself in a real game next week. I can only determine if he is eligible for that scholarship.”
“But no U-16 matches this month.” Deny Thorgan.
“There is a U-19 friendly with Zulte Waregem on Tuesday next week. I'll add him to the line-up” Coach Marcel smiled to that scout.
“Are you serious? She was just about to turn sixteen.” Mr. Thorgan disagreed.
“If he is as good as you say, then there is no need to worry. As they say, diamonds are chunks of coal that work well under pressure. Does he have high game intelligence? Let's see if he has high game intelligence tomorrow. Your boy is a diamond or just plain coal When he is under pressure during a game.” The coach declared indifferently.
“Vincent help me here.” Mr. Thorgan turned his head towards the doctor after realizing that he could not confer with the coach.
“That boy hasn't trained with the team. But he is now thrust into a group with members three years older than him. He will face a high risk of injury.”
The doctor turned around and started typing on his computer as if he had never heard a word from the scout. He seems to be implying that he will not take part in their argument.
“Thorgan.” Cut coach Marcel.
“My decision is final. He will train with the other boys on Friday and Monday before taking part in the game on Tuesday. I don't need him to do much in the game. He just has to perform above average.” Said
“Doctor, how about the other boys.?” The coach asked Vincent.
“Oh yes. My partner tested the second child. I have the report here.” The doctor said as he picked up one of the files on his desk. He looked through the file before continuing
“She average. Not too fit but also not too shabby. He has good lower limbs and good stamina. But his body was slightly higher. The test did not determine any danger signs in his body. So, he can join the academy.” Report it while reading the file, before closing the file.
“High body fat?” coach Marcel muttered, frowning.
“I will only give him one month to be fully fit. If not, I should send him back after six months. I hate lazy players the most.
“Why are you doing this.?” Mr. Thorgan asked.
“Do what?”
“Murrotes all the players I brought?”
“I treat all my players the same. As long as those two boys meet my requirements they have nothing to worry about.” Coach Marcel said as he looked at the lookout and shrugged.
“Doctor, if nothing else. I'm going to the training ground. My players are waiting there.” He said he left two other men in the room.
“The boy sometimes sucks.” Mr. Thorgan's comments after coach Marcel left.
“You should understand that he is under a lot of pressure. Setting strict selection criteria was one of the strategies he used to achieve his goals. Anyway she's still temporary.” The doctor said it was reasonable.
“No. I think he's in touch with one of my enemies in the council. What should I say to those kids now.” He asked how to deliver the news to Nero and Ryandi.
“As if you were the first time scout.” Doctor exclaim
“Tell the truth to them.”
