Greatest Of All Legends

Chapter 573  Thiccer Pastures

**24th March 2021**

*2:26 pm*

At the Murtala Muhammed airport in Lagos, Nigeria, a plane that had landed a few minutes prior had it's passengers begin deboarding and among the passengers getting off were five men who came out of the first class section of the plane, holding small bags.

Despite all five of them being of different statures and being dressed in different clothes, all five of them had one thing in common.

All of them were covering their faces.

The person with the least cover had only a nose mask on while the others had items ranging from dark shades, hats, and hoodies covering their faces.

This was of course, very attention grabbing, especially since they seemed to be moving together, but compared to the attention the group would receive if their disguises came off, the attention they were currently receiving wasn't much.

After all, the five of them were Nigerian players who had received international call ups to the coming AFCON qualifier matches.

"They always say from frying pan to fire, but we left the refrigerator to jump into a frying pan," One of the five guys said.

"Normally, naija sun no be smalls," another one of the guys said. He had hair only on the top of his head and part of it was dyed blonde.

"Naija sun may be hot, but I'm hotter, and my girlfriend is even hotter," Another one of the guys said cheekily, as they stepped out of the plane and under the hot sun.

"Nah man… In this world, there might be many hot girls, but under the heavens, my babe is the hottest one," a figure with blue eyes flashing mischievously behind a huge pair of dark sunglasses said smugly with all the conviction in the world.

"Tah! Come off it," the last guy laughed as they made their way into the airport's luggage area to take the rest of their luggage.

"How far, you no go like introduce me to her sister… older is better," the guy with half his hair dyed blonde snickered while rubbing his hands mischievously

"Victor, you don't even know her," the last guy laughed when he heard Osimen's words.

"It's sha a new one. Not that hoe that was playing with his teammate. Right Jay?" Osimen asked Jason as they walked forward.

"Nahhh, I've moved on to thiccer pastures, much thiccer pastures," Jason snickered.

"I've said it before and I'll keep saying it till I die. Thiccer is always better," one of the others chimed in.

"Big yansh is always the best. At least, even if things don't work out, you know you were eating good when she was there," Ola said with a huge smile, licking his lips lasciviously as he made big semi circle shapes vertically with his two hands.

"Who are these dirty-minded children?" Jason laughed at them.

"Dirty minded or not, Brother, I am right. You have moved on to a girl with bigger yansh than that former one,"

"Do you regret your decision?" Ola asked Jason matter of factly.

"... Now that you mention it, I absolutely do not," Jason responded after a little pause to think.

"But then, anything is better than a lying, cheating ho*," he shrugged.

"True that," Tyronne, a Nigerian right back that played for Venezia in Italy chimed in.

"See all that one does not concern me. My own is that you should sha introduce me to your new girl's older sister," Victor made his own demands known.

"Hate to break it to you, but my girl is an only child with a happy home, so nothing for you," Jason laughed at Victor.

"Fu*k sh*t," Victor cursed out loud.

"Who is the girl sef? Is she famous or something?" Michael, a Nigerian midfielder who played for Bologna asked Jason.

"That's level 7 information sir," Jason snickered.

While they continued their banter, they finished their checking in process and headed out with their luggage were they were met with people who were waiting for them.

Under the surprised eyes of the onlookers, the players split up and got into two black SUVs among a convoy of cars and were driven away, leaving the onlookers wondering curiously at who the five of them could be.

Most of the onlookers soon lost their curiosity and went on about their business as efficiently as before, after all, Nigerians were not the kind of people who dwelt too much on things like celebrities, especially during the working hours of the day.

For the Nigerian players who had been driven off, they soon arrived at the hotel where they would be staying during the international break.

Today was the arrival day, so apart from Jason and the rest of the players arriving from Italy, all the other players began arriving at the hotel as well.

The players were given the rest of the day to rest after their arrival and they would be reporting at the training ground the following day to begin their preparation for the coming matches.

Jason headed to his room after getting off at the hotel and lay in his bed, looking at the ceiling.

Luckily, he had been cleared of his injury status before the time he had to report to the national team, otherwise, he would inevitably be replaced and would not take any part in the coming national games.

Glancing at his phone, he felt like calling Adele, but then remembered that she was still at work and though that shouldn't mean anything considering that she was his agent, he still chose not to call her immediately.

Since the Nigerian time was only one hour ahead of the time in Porto, Portugal, he could pretty much call her anytime later as long as it was still time for him to be awake.

For now though, he wanted to rest, and that was what he did, not realizing when he drifted off to sleep and only woke up a little over an hour later when his phone began ringing.

"Ughhh," he moaned, displeased at having his sleep disturbed.@@novelbin@@