**23rd November 2021**

*Guess who’s back in training?*

A post with this caption and a picture of Jason in a shooting posture on the training grounds at Hotspur way appeared on Tottenham’s Instagram, YouTube, and Twitter accounts and it instantly got the attention of the Tottenham fans who had been waiting long for the good news.

Surprisingly, Jason also had a bit of a new look.

He had dyed his hair ash blonde so the parts near the roots were darker and the ends were a bit lighter in color.

He hadn’t had it cut though so it was a bit long, but that only made it look better.

Comments of "COYS", "Looking good Jason", "Thank God he’s back", "Starboy is back", "The prem better watch out", "We are so back", filled the comments section and the post got a lot of attention both from Tottenham fans and fans of their competitors.

The teams that had Tottenham on their calendar immediately began making adjustments to their tactical plans because no one wanted to be caught off guard.

The person who was the cause of all this attention though was at Hotspur way undergoing training sessions with his teammates.

With him being completely cleared, he could now take part in full training sessions without any restrictions and though they mentioned that he needed to take part in at least 3-5 sessions before he would actually see any minutes on the pitch, he didn’t have any issues waiting a bit more.

However, he had already taken part in a few training sessions already so he was technically already match ready, but he guessed the manager might only give him a few minutes for a while he was still being monitored.

He might have been cleared but apart from being training ready, he had to be able to play matches and not have any issues so technically he was still being monitored and if anything was off, he’d have to continue recovery.

The whole process of injury was particularly annoying and the longer the period a player was out, the worse it got so right now Jason wanted to avoid getting injured as much as possible.

However while he thought that, his actions during training sessions weren’t saying that.

They had just finished a scrimmage and were resting and Jason’s performance during the scrimmage had been nothing short of stunning.

Like Nick had said, he seemed to have gotten slower... Actually getting slower wasn’t the way to describe.

Rather it was like he had gotten smoother. His speed of movement and speed of doing tricks hadn’t gotten slower, but they had somehow become more fluid and that have people the impression that it had gotten slower because they could now actually see him moving his legs.

However seeing it didn’t mean they could stop it. In fact it had gotten harder to catch him and Jason also noticed that perhaps because of that, simple feints seemed to receive a huge boost in its effectiveness.

He had tried it out and Emerson Royal had almost fallen over three times just because of a sudden but simple feint that Jason had used to fool him into thinking he would change directions.

Even Jason had been surprised when he saw how his opponents seemed to react when he was moving.

"Were you actually doing some hidden training while saying you were injured man? Cuz what the fu*k was that out there?" Dele asked, just finished guzzling on some water.

"Ever heard of image training?" Jason replied honestly.

When he had been injured, he couldn’t play, but he could watch, he could review and he could think about doing things differently and he had done all that.

He just didn’t think doing all that would have this kind of effect.

"Image training? What’s that?" Dele asked curiously.

"It’s actually from an experiment they did with amateur basketballers. They literally took like 20 people and made them shoot at the hoop like 10 times each,"

"Then they split them into two and took 10 guys to physically practice shooting while the other ten were told to imagine themselves practicing shooting,"

"By the time they came back to check the two groups, both sides had made similar levels of progress in shooting the ball," Jason explained.

"Wait, is that a real thing?" Son who had been listening in asked curiously.

"Yeah, like for real and not like some anime?" Dele also asked curiously.

"Well I read it from some academic paper on the internet so you take a guess," Jason said with a laugh.

That was mostly what he had done and clearly it sort of worked, but that could be because he was a special case.

When he came into this reality, he had a foundation of years of continuous practice so he was already what anyone would consider a genius.

Twenty years of practice of something one was the worst in the world at would turn that story around and Jason wasn’t the worst in the world at football.

He had been good enough to go pro and even though he didn’t make it big, even the worst professional football players were miles ahead of people who played football for fun.

The mindset was different, the way one viewed the field was different and so many things were so much more different.

With Jason’s solidity in more than the basics, he had spent his early years adding more to his skill set and true to his efforts, he had learnt a lot but he had forgotten something.

His experience had blinded him.

He thought that his previous experience would be enough for him so he didn’t have to join an academy or anything, but he had forgotten that his experience was of a player with limited abilities.

Hence when he finally began playing football in this life he was more or less just spamming the moves he had learnt and while they looked good and even worked, they didn’t have that fluidity that truly talented people had.

People had likened his skills to an early Christiano Ronaldo, but even the early Christiano Ronaldo had a fluidity to his skills even though they looked aggressive.

This was why Jason was stumped when the Serie A teams found a way to keep him off the ball.

Something like that wouldn’t have bothered Neymar for more than 45 minutes.

They guy would simply have adjusted his style and continued causing havoc, but Jason didn’t have enough experience with his new weapons to know how to use them, interchange them and use the most perfect ones.

Many times when a simple body feint would have worked, he would have had to use a back chop and then turn.

It looked good, but it was wasteful.

His injury had brought a steady period in his life and as he continuously reviewed and rewatched his play, he began to notice these things.

The puzzle pieces he had were finally coming together and he thought about it and when pure thought was not enough, he tried to lightly perform those skills or movements in the hidden confines of his home and he thought they might work.

And oh did they work, hell, it looked like they might be too damn effective and that was what had gotten to him.

That was what was causing the addicting feeling of feeling like a genius for once in his life.

Before, despite escaping his opponents, it seemed like he always had to give his all, but now just from watching his opponents position, he could quickly decide on the simplest method to send them looking and stamping the wrong way.

It was an addicting feeling indeed.