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Eberechi Eze: When I First Met Her
When I first met her, I’ll be honest—I didn’t think too much of it. She wasn’t what I expected, not at all. At that point in my life, everything revolved around Crystal Palace. Football was taking shape, and I was consumed by the game, the club, the road ahead. Romance? It wasn’t even on my radar. My days were full of training, matches, recovery, and an endless stream of thoughts about how to be better, sharper, stronger.
But she—she walked into my life like something different, something I didn’t even realize I needed. There was no grand moment, no dramatic spark that you read about in novels. It was subtle, quiet, but undeniably powerful. She carried herself in a way that was both grounded and graceful, like she knew who she was, and that confidence had its own kind of beauty.
At first, I thought our conversations would be surface level, light, and fleeting. But the more we spoke, the more I noticed the way she listened, how she truly cared about what was being said. She had this presence that made you feel seen, like you weren’t just another player, another face in the world of football. She asked questions that went beyond the pitch, beyond statistics or form. She asked about my family, my dreams, what life meant to me outside the game.
And that was new. Because up until then, everything in my world had been football. Don’t get me wrong—it still is, in so many ways. But she reminded me that there is more to life than ninety minutes on the grass. She reminded me that behind the discipline, the structure, the endless drive, there is also a heart that deserves to live, to feel, to love.
I resisted at first, I won’t lie. I told myself I didn’t have the time, that I couldn’t afford distractions. But every time we spent even a little while together, I felt lighter. I laughed more, I breathed easier. And I realized that maybe she wasn’t a distraction at all. Maybe she was balance—the part of my life that could give me perspective when everything else felt like pressure.
She didn’t try to change me. She never asked me to be anything other than who I am. Instead, she just stood by me, steady and sure, in a way that allowed me to keep chasing my dreams without losing myself in the process. That’s rare. That’s special.
Looking back now, I can see that meeting her was one of those moments in life you can
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