So I saw this headline blowing up about Elyaz Zidane earlier today and just had to investigate. Started with my usual routine: cracked open Twitter while sipping lukewarm coffee, scrolling through messy hashtags. Couldn’t find jack at first – just recycled clips of his goals and fanboy rants. Figured I’d dig deeper.
The Hunt Begins
Hopped over to French football forums where locals chat. Took me two hours of Google Translate mishaps just to catch keywords. Folks kept whispering about “contract drama” and “sudden Real Madrid exit rumors”. My French is garbage but even I understood the panic emojis flooding those threads. Decided to pivot tactics.
Phone Tag with Contacts
Fired off texts to three journo pals covering La Liga. Two ghosted me – classic. But Ahmed from Marca? He finally hit back at 3AM his time. Voice was raspy as hell when I called him:
- “Bro heard Zidane senior’s PISSED about playing time promises”
- “Training ground clash last Tuesday – assistant coach confirmed”
- “PSG already sliding into DMs? Yeah probably”
Felt like assembling a leaky puzzle. Every source contradicted the last.
The Verification Nightmare
Wasted forty minutes chasing some “insider” podcast mentioned on Reddit. Turns out it was a fifteen-year-old kid making up transfer fees. Almost chucked my laptop when a notification popped – Sky Sports finally ran a piece. Their version? Medical team flagged “potential heart thingy” during routine checks. Total radio silence from both clubs though.
Final Pieces
By midnight I’m cross-referencing flight manifests and Insta stories. Noticed his sister followed two cardiac specialists last week. Could be coincidence? Maybe. Drafted my blog update with three different theories because honestly? Nobody actually knows squat. Whole situation’s messier than my kid’s finger paintings.
If this turns out to be some marketing stunt? Man I’m quitting football journalism to raise alpacas. Already pricing farmland while typing this.
