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Abanhfleft
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Postby Abanhfleft » Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:56 am

No match report this time, just getting pressed for time.
*Warning: All statements made by persons within this series are theirs and theirs alone, and do not reflect the views of the Fleftic Football Federations, its staff, coaches, players, and other affiliated personnel.

The Games of Their Lives, World Cup Edition (Part One)

Abanhfleft v Barunia, Cup of Harmony 63, Krytenia (Part Five)

The score was 4-4. Who would have believed it? This was turning into an absolute goalfest now, no denying it. After having to claw their way back from one-goal deficits three consecutive times, Abanhfleft finally managed to secure the lead in thr 64th minute, only for Miguel Manzana's second goal to cancel out that lead fourteen minutes from the end of regulation time. Things were now absolutely chaotic. Fans from both sides were now growing a little afraid of what the next fourteen minutes would bring. On the whole though, things were now looking up for the Barunians while things were about to head for hell in a handbasket.

Some of us present in that stadium on that day (yours truly being one of them) were qualified to notice the warning signs. After holding the momentum for so long, Barunia weren't keen in losing it for the ten or so minutes that Abanhfleft equalized for the third time and then took the lead so when the momentum shifted to them once again, they never looked like they were going to give it up easily or even after a very intense fight that would only make sense in movies and not real life. But since this is real life, there's not much that the Lady Revolutionaries can do to stop Barunia from regaining that momentum and then keeping it to themselves.

Ah, now here comes the penultimate moment which will forever define this game in the hearts and minds of the Fleftic faithful. We have now come to the point in the game where Lisa Collins-Holzknecht stepped onto the pitch in place of the largely ineffectual Martin Pike. It was a move that made sense to everyone. Miguel Manzana already has two goals under his belt just for this game while his strike partner Pike has barely seemed to touch the ball today, going invisible for large periods. It seemed as if it was only eighty minutes into the game that the Barunian coaching staff realized that Pike was there and that was why it took them so long to replace Pike with Collins-Holzknecht. It was a wise move at the time, a substitution that made sense.

Oh, how the Suns were going to be rewarded for that move.

Barunia had already fired warning shots across Abanhfleft's bow even before the introduction of Collins-Holzknecht, but it was only after the Coral Cougars forward arrived that those warning shots went from blank rounds to live ones. One need only look at the rocket that she fired at the goal to know that things were about to get really, really serious, and it was also a taste of what was to come.

"You should have seen the look on my face when Collins-Holzknecht let loose with that belter," Lady Revolutionaries goalkeeper Victoria Carter said to me once we had reached this part of the interview. "The girl has a propensity for striking from long range, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't do tap-ins as well as assist her teammates. Players like her keep you on edge all the time because you're trying to predict what they're going to do next and you're hoping that your hunch or your gut instinct gets it right because if you don't, you know that it's going to be a goal. And players like Collins-Holzknecht also help their teammates out in their own special way. Because she keeps the defense on our toes because of her unpredictability, sometimes more than one player has to mark her, but taking away even just one player from their respective marker could very well open up space for that player or another one to creep in and grab a goal, like real smash and grab stuff."

"Say what you will about Barunia, but if they had scored right then and there, they would have totally and absolutely deserved it," Claire Osgood, another player who was about to play a big part in the coming goal, said. "They're really fighting to put themselves up and then keep themselves up. Like we've said before, if you score one goal then they'll just score two or even more. And you know that they can score goals from anywhere. That's the thing about them; you never know who among them can score until you have to pick the ball up from the back of the net. It's an absolute nightmare, defensively speaking."

With only minutes remaining before the end of the ninety minutes plus stoppage time, the pressure on Abanhfleft now seemed to be to hold out for the draw and hopefully get something out of extra time. Barunia, for their part, weren't content with the draw because they knew that they had at least one goal more left in them, with the possibility of more still a little bit feasible. And it showed in their gameplay. They were pushing up the field, restricting Abanhfleft within their own half and even with their own defensive third. No Fleftic player had a sniff at the ball or even the Barunian half of the pitch and that was how the Suns eventually got their inevitable fifth goal.

"It's their specialty, confusing the defense into committing into something when they're actually going to do something else," Osgood said. "And that was exactly what happened. The Barunians got numbers in the box and Collins-Holzknecht looked like she was thinking about pinging in a cross. Then she cuts inside like one of those guys, what was his name, Robin or Robben, and boom! Goal!"

A clip of the moment when Collins-Holzknecht scores her goal against Abanhfleft begins to play. As Osgood describes, at least two sky blue shirts are in the box while Collins-Holzknecht loiters just outside the box with the ball at her feet. She slows down, allowing Osgood, who is defending her, some time to slow down and stand her ground against Collins-Holzknecht. Collins-Holzknecht looks at her options and then she takes the ball and decides to go it alone by cutting into the middle from the right side. Osgood is put on the back foot and forced to recalibrate her stance just so she can catch up. But she is too late to do anything except swing out a leg in an attempt to block the shot. Victoria Carter is caught similarly flat-footed but she is at least able to raise an arm at the ball but the force of Collins-Holzknecht's kick is such that there isn't much that the Xemlice Rovers Ladies goalkeeper can do except alter the ball's flight path even as it remains straight and true to the back of the net.

"There's nothing really that any of us could have done against that," Osgood conceded as she watched the clip. "Not even probably Mandy Warren could have saved it even if she went all goalkeeper on us again and slapped the ball away. But as I've already said, that goal was all that Barunia deserve for all the pressure they put us in."

Surely it was game over for Abanhfleft now, what with Lisa Collins-Holzknecht's 89th minute goal verily the difference between the Suns and the Lady Revolutionaries. Yes, the fourth official is indicating that there will be five minutes of added time to account for Lillian Prescott's injury, but surely that isn't enough time for Abanhfleft to recover from even a one-goal deficit against a Barunia side that seems like they will score another goal for every goal that Abanhfleft does turn in, is it? Cecilia Johnson details the rest.

"Five minutes of stoppage time. Everyone knows what everyone else was thinking: is that enough time to score a goal and then defend against Barunia?" Johnson related to me. "We know that Barunia doesn't surrender possession easily; some of our tackles were lucky to even make contact with the player, let alone the ball; that was how greedy they were with the ball. Well, maybe greedy isn't the best word in context but you know what I'm talking about. Anyway, we wanted to equalize once again, of course, but we also had to go about it smartly. Kasper was telling us to go all out, like throw-the-kitchen-sink-at-em all-out. But we were also wary of getting hit on the counter so we didn't go as all-out as Kasper would have wanted. We were still probably holding out on nicking a lucky break and then hoping for the best come what may. So when Barunia fired a shot at Vicky that went over and out for a goal kick, everyone in the outfield were kind of standing around wondering what Vicky would do. Would she play it short and help us build up from the back or will she go long and hope for the best? Well, guess what, she went long, and I was the only one who realized it."

The clip of Cecilia Johnson's last-ditch attempt to force extra time against Barunia begins to play. Victoria Carter launches a long goal kick to which Johnson reacts quickest. She manages to get past two Barunian players as she runs to meet the ball's trajectory and when she gets there, she controls the ball with a simple flick of the foot. Now that she has the ball under control and at her feet, Johnson makes a run for the Barunian goal. The Barunian keeper initially tries to stand his ground but then he decides that maybe rushing for Johnson may be the better option. It turns out almost to be a fatal mistake (note the use of the word "almost") as Johnson simply steps aside and motors on, now with an empty goal at her mercy. This is a shot which Cecilia Johnson has taken many times for her club and she was now going to do the same for her country. She aims for the top left corner and lets fly, expecting the back of the net to bulge from the impact of the ball. But, much to her horror, the ball smacks right onto the crossbar and back onto the field, right into the most grateful hands of the Barunian keeper. And even as she is still absorbing the magnitude of her miss, CeCe Johnson can only kneel down on the grass with her hands over her mouth opened by shock.

"It's just a horrible sinking feeling, watching what could have been and should have been the fifth equalizing goal of the game kiss the bar and simply not end up in the goal," Johnson said as she finished watching the clip. "You watch the end of the game and after all that effort--four goals, Malik! Four goals!--it was all for nothing in the end. Almost all of us were legitimately crying by the end of the game. It's just so heartbreaking. I know I was crying my heart out even when some of the older girls went over to us and told us that it was not the end of the world. But you have to understand it from my perspective. I had the biggest chance to keep the team alive in the Cup of Harmony and I blew it spectacularly. I still have nightmares about it. I still get some stick, some abuse from the fans because of it. Of course, the years passing have mellowed the sting somewhat, but the pain's still there. I can still feel it."

And that brings to an end the first part of Abanhfleft's most stunning and memorable games in its campaigns for World Cup glory. Next month, we will explore the reactions and feelings behind Abanhfleft's 4-4 draw with Pasarga in the qualifiers for the 76th World Cup. Until then, this is Malik Qazizadah, and you're watching The Games of Their Lives.
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Chromatika
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Postby Chromatika » Mon Jul 03, 2017 11:26 am

Abisa 0-1 Chromatika
Lineup @ Abisa: Ria; Ilya - Stef - Damjana; Etienne - Montague - Sybill - Harbin; Niro - Victoriane (C) - Dragana. Subs: Morningstar -> Ilya (52), Antonio -> Dragana ('60), Andisori -> Niro ('82)
Goals: Andisori '85 assisted by Antonio Player of the Match: Mia Ria (12 saves, 0 goals allowed)

Silian Parker's determination to allow every player to have a shot yet not have it affect the bottom line was seen very clearly in the last match of the first leg of qualifiers, as the substitutions of Gabriella Antonio for Jazmin Dragana and Keira Andisori for Ki Niro proved to be the difference, slotting a late goal against lowly Abisa as Chromatika completed a perfect leg for the first time in their existence.

Though the skipper wouldn't state in plain words that he made the substitutions due to fears of dropping two points, it was evident that trading in two strikers for two of the nation's best - and leaving the best out there of the day's staring three - implied urgency from the normally calm Parker. It could be stated that both Dragana and Niro had done enough in the game, bending the Abisan defense to a point where all it took was fresh legs from Andisori and Antonio to break the camel's back; or it could be stated that the Abisan manager should've made defensive substitutions instead of trying to get one past Mia Ria, who was really on top of her game, though half of the shots on goal were deflected off of the Chromatik defense.

Whatever the case may be, the match did leave Chromatika at a perfect twenty-four of twenty-four points through eight games; with five points separating them from second, the team seems set to qualify yet again.

Ahead of the first match of the second half - away at Chailanka - Silian Parker called up the following players, amending Chromatika's roster to thirty-four:

FURTHER RESERVES
GK #24 Halide Elise, Image Anomalies Age: 30 Height: 6 ft 3 in Caps: 2 Goals Allowed: 3
RB #25 Monica Cameron, Image Urrheddiao Age: 30 Height: 6 ft 2 in Caps: 6
LB #26 Dominique Lorenzo, Image Deprí Sanar Age: 23 Height: 5 ft 7 in Caps: 6
CB #27 Frederic Colbert, Image Llerana SC Age: 31 Height: 6 ft 8 in Caps: 20
CB #28 Ishmael Lia, Image Felswyr Age: 28 Height: 6 ft 3 in Caps: 7
RM #29 Alred Minke, Image Z'ai'ai Age: 30 Height: 6 ft 1 in Caps: 4
CM #30 Irati Berit, Image Alnio Age: 31 Height: 6 ft 2 in Caps: 3
LM #31 Danko Buric, Image Tihon Age: 33 Height: 6 ft 2 in Caps: 6
RW #32 Pascal Baumgartner, Image Urrheddiao Age: 35 Height: 5 ft 7 in Caps: 6 Goals: 3
ST #33 Aide Mehdizade, Image Slateport Bulls Age: 23 Height: 6 ft 2 in Caps: 2
LW #34 Alexandria Chesser, Image Tihon Age: 32 Height: 6 ft 2 in Caps: 6 Goals: 4

And befitting such a news, the lineup was announced for the match at Chailanka:

Elise; Ilya - Colbert - Lorenzo; Minke - Montague (C) - Berit - Etienne; Baumgartner - Mehdizade - Chesser.

The debut of Mehdizade after his sojourn to Valladares should be an attention-grabber, as is the fact that Alyss Montague has been given the Captaincy for this match. Consensus seems to be that the reserves should be ready and rearing to go, but it will be interested to see if the team can handle the revolving door of moving pieces...
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Darmen
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Postby Darmen » Mon Jul 03, 2017 11:50 am

Darmen in First Place!
Position not at all safe, second half will be extremely tough

An impressive 5-2-1 record has Darmen sitting atop the Group 12 table, despite Darmen's first loss of the campaign coming last night against Starblaydia at the Stadii Di Bradini. After having been put under immense pressure prior to the start of Qualifying, Nur al Din Lambert can breathe at least a partial sigh of relief having so far met the DFA's requests for improvement, but there's still another half of Qualifying to take place, and anything can happen.

Darmen's 2-0 win against Tveidalen in Tveidalen was to be expected. Mordecai Ó Cuilinn's goal in the 17th minute was an absolute screamer from the top of the box, and was followed in the second half by a Felix Lucanus converted penalty.

Darmen then returned home to face Mercedini in Johnho. The match was a bit of a back and forth affair, with Lucanus and Daniel Norton giving Darmen a 2-0 lead at halftime, only for captain Randell Haenraets to give up a penalty in the 66th minute for a handball in the box. Midfielder Johannes Nymark converted the spot kick a minute later. Darmen pulled ahead to a two goal lead once more however, as Daniel Norton scored his second goal of the match in the 77th minute. Nymark scored a second penalty in the 83rd minute, following a rather unnecessary slide tackle from Haenraets which drew a second yellow card and left Darmen to play a man down for the remaining ten minutes of the match. The 3-2 victory was welcomed none the less.

The following match in Soluca against the Corsairs was expected to be a barn burner, and not only that, but a contest between contrasting styles. The attacking Darmen and defensive Sargossa were supposed to exhibit the best facets of their respective playing styles, but were instead relegated to contesting a sloppy slugging match in muddy conditions. Over an inch of rain fell during the duration of the match, and together with the cleats of the Darmeni and Sargossan players, destroyed the previously exquisite pitch of the Estadio Generalissmo Joaquín Delgado. While the rain didn't manage to keep the sell out crowd of over 108,000 fans away, it did cause the game to be a bit of a bore. Felix Lucanus and Rodrigo Marcellán each scored for their respective teams, both goals being the only shots on goal all game.

Captain Haenraets was back in the lineup for the match against Makongo, but didn't seem to make much of a difference as Darmen allowed three goals to be scored against them. The All Greens however were very much up to the task, scoring five goals of their own. Alberich Goldschmidt scored the opening goal in the 8th minute, blasting the ball into the top corner of the goal after it had spent several moments in the air pinballing off of multiple heads. Grayson Benbow and Lucanus added further goals in the first half, and went into the dressing rooms with a 3-2 lead.

After Makongo scored a surprising equalizer in the early moments of the second half, Darmen finally got its act together, with Daniel Norton scoring two goals in the 65th and 71st minutes. The two goals, along with the three scored in the first half, left Makongoan goalkeeper Tairu Cona as mad as a bag of chipmunks. Or some other putrid rodent, squirrels perhaps. The All Greens meanwhile were all smiles, or at least almost. Both Captain Randell Haenraets and Manager Nur al Din Lambert were disappointed with the effort on the defensive end and both knew that work was needed to improve things there.

And in the last match of the first half of Qualifying, it was clear that that work was not complete, with Starblaydia taking the three points from Darmen following a 1-0 home victory for the Atlantian Oceanians. The two teams are now tied on points in the Group 12 table, each with 17, and are separated only by Darmen's superior goal scoring, 18 goals to the All Greens compared to 15 for Starblaydia. Top seed Nephara are two points behind in third, while Sargossa and Mercedini are not far behind them.

Darmen will be helped by having home field advantage against all of the other top teams in the group except Mercedini. If Darmen can come away with either victory or a draw in each of the home matches against the top teams, they will be well on their way to continuing in first place.
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Buyan
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Postby Buyan » Mon Jul 03, 2017 12:25 pm

With the campaign halfway, the decisions of Steponas Teriouris finally seemed to pay off with two consecutive victories, albeit against two of the sides who so far have fared the least in this monumental clash for the duo of tickets towards eternal glory. As it stands, it will be a three-horse race between Mriin, Barunia and the evident favorite Farfadillis whilst our Hedgehogs must satisfy themselves with the huddle for the best of the rest – attempting to attract the attention of the potential Cup of Harmony organizers. With that in mind, we have an overview of those players who had more than 45 minutes between the lines.

Piotr Marciak (720 min) – Unmatched, unrivalled. The Crisisbless goalie lived up to his reputation apart from a complete blank moment against Lloyn, but has otherwise been a pillar in an often shaky building. The duo of clean sheets at the tail-end of this opening half have his signature all over.

Kristupijas Dobrovolskas (619 min) – The pundits are split about the contribution of the Valneda-born defender. Some consider him a valuable, steady and experienced force whilst others are critical about his lack of crosses and pace. Considering the alternatives and the requirements given by Teriouris, we consider him rather unrivalled.

Daumantas Okmiankas (90 min) – We consider the Viztourzys defender to be the man of the future but unfortunately for Teriouris and Daumantas, it’s not the future yet. His hesitant appearance against Barunia – admittedly not a gift – will keep him confined to the bench unless the circumstances change.

Stan Halving (596 min) – Although we remain puzzled to why exactly he is employed in the heart of the defense, Halving delivers what most would have expected. He rarely falls out of key but never takes the lead either. It seems as if the gaffer prefers this steady ‘six out of ten’ over the alternatives and there’s something to say about that.

Viggo Stromberg (714 min) – One of the players to walk away with the best scorecard so far as the stormy defender manages to impress with his mature games. We would like to see a bit more consistency and against a pair of quick feet, the Bengtsmark man can still be taken out. Nonetheless, lived up to the international test.

Vytautas Paksas (630 min) – The veteran of an already well-aged back line and it shows off a few times too often. Especially against creative sides such as Mriin and Farfidillis, he was the first to go down. The tight ship ran in the penultimate few games was a boost, but the call for a replacement resounds louder and louder.

Olli Grilianen (324 min) – A key figure for Bengtsmark IF, a very flexible card in the deck for the national team. Covered nearly every role in the defense so far but often inadequate. Particularly disappointing in the painful roast against Farfadillis, so the call for alternatives such as the Welanduz duo Bjorklund and Nordin sounds louder every day.

Espen Raestad (626 min) – A left defender with already a goal and an assisting pass in the books cannot walk off with disappointment. The most consistent of the back five and a crucial element in the tactical scheme of Teriouris, he has a lot on his plate. Manages to stomach it better every game.

Algiris Micaukis (675 min) – From a fairly unknown into the first outfield player on the whiteboard for Steponas Teriouris and it is evident to all observers why. Even with the Hedgehogs completely overrun, the Scaffield captain did dirty chores for two. Not a builder, but a breaker who is an instant fan favorite.

Eskil Vernerse (45 min) – Replaced a mildly injured Micaukis after the break against Loynn and did what he had to do, without further ado. It remains an open question whether he or Waldow will establish himself as the back-up for the defensive midfield position once Teriouris starts to rotate a bit more.

Henrikas Dobas (462 min) – Given a nearly impossible task at his young age and drowned quite a few times as well. Completely overrun against Mriin, poor at Cheongji and nearly invisible when up against the Farves, this has given plenty to think about for the Pajukas man. Hoped to build on his fine display against the Polar Islandstates, but was replaced again…

Gunnar Karlsson (194 min) – … by the Slask midfielder whose lung capacity was important against Juvencus. His infiltrations in the box were a weapon that nearly doubled up the scoreline and he managed to come across more self-assured than Dobas. However, it only partially wiped away the memories of his horrible night in Barunia.

Edison Wallenberg (65 min) – A half of football against Boring Paradise that gave him a lot of space allowed him to showcase his marvelous feet and clear-cut passes. Twenty minutes of seemingly endless struggle vis-à-vis a superior Mriin pointed out the flaws of this still young midfield. A split jury.

Miro Stepaniak (528 min) – Despite going through a domestic season where high days are interluded by dismal performances, Teriouris sticks with this free kick specialist. Very strong against Lloyn and the Polar Islandstates but went down with the guys against several other opponents. His pace might be too low to handle the real major sides.

Valter Isaksson (192 min) – Not often given presents by Teriouris, being brought in against Farfadillis and Barunia, but demonstrated in the Juvencus match his toolbox of skills with a sensational assisting pass. Despite being less favored by the manager, he is a player that should play a key role in our evolution the next decade.

Rudi Polaniak (231 min) – A goal to his name and some strong moments, such as the second half against Cheongji, but all in all the nimble Garbarnia man did not deliver enough to be considered a starter on the daily. Especially with a manmarker stuck to his skin, he tended to disappear from the story.

Jannick Brems (489 min) – Few have given such an energy as Brems who deserved more than a single goal against Farfadillis. Although admired for his love for the shirt, this also demonstrates his main shortcoming in this campaign so far. A step up from Tillsamman will be necessary if he wants to keep this up and make a marvelous second part of his career.

Emil Eklund (483 min) – Given a very difficult job to handle as targetman of a very defensive side and has done as much as is possible for the Bengtsmark goalgetter as possible. Managing to score the winning goal against Juvencus confirms that this player is a diamond, even if he’ll need further cutting.

Andreas Losnedahl (98 min) – The powerful Tjelberg forward was surprisingly enough given a shot in the opener against Cheongji and after fumbling the proverbial ball, got benched. A bit harsh on a player with quite some potential but chances are scarce at this level and if the domestic top scorer wants to get a ticket for the squad, he’ll have to take them.

Povilas Kaukenas (83 min) – The quirky striker may have a difficult love-hate relationship with manager Schmidt at Viztourzys, he is still in the top drawer for Teriouris. Never really found his drive in the Barunia game which he started and has since served as back-up for Eklund in the dying minutes.

Sam Herbjornsrud (45 min) – Given a surprise appearance against the Polar Islandstates and did adequately. His profile is less cut-out for the tactics so rigorously used by the manager but he does give something extra. The experience of his time abroad offers something more in an otherwise too naïve offense.
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Ex-Nation

Postby Gregoryisgodistan » Mon Jul 03, 2017 12:42 pm

OOC: The following list is Gregoryisgodistani government propaganda, and has little, if any, truth to it. However, everyone in Gregoryisgodistan believes it.

List Of Reasons The Guayabalense Menace Must Be Stopped

As everyone knows, Lord Almighty Gregory, in his infinite wisdom, is building a wall on the border with San Jose Guayabal and heavily militarizing it. The Guayabalense menace must be stopped. Why? Let us count the ways.

1. Guayabalense frequently eat babies, especially Gregoryisgodistani babies. They kidnap babies from Gregoryisgodistan, deep fry them, and eat them. Over 50,000 Gregoryisgodistani babies are killed every year in this matter. The Guayabalense government has a reward of $500,000 for each Gregoryisgodistani baby eaten.

2. Guayabalense are the most flatulent people in the world, due to all the beans they eat. As everyone knows, farting is a high offense against Lord Almighty Gregory. Nonetheless, the Guayabalense love farting. They even have farting contests and farting musical concerts. It is very heathen-ish.

3. Queen Margaret I, the Queen of San Jose Guayabal, secretly has sex with 37 donkeys a day. This is a crime against both donkeys and Lord Almighty Gregory, for bestiality is a grave sin against the Lord, not to mention torture to the donkeys. She must be assassinated for this sin.

4. San Jose Guayabal is the largest producer of xylocarps in the Multiverse, only they don't call them xylocarps. They call them a forbidden fruity word. They love using that word too, they say it 300 times a day. It is very bad, they must not say it. They are horrible sinners.

5. Guayabalense love cheese. They make their own cheese called Guaya cheese, which is a unique brand of cheese, special and secret. However, as we all know, only those most loyal to Lord Almighty Gregory are permitted to eat or possess cheese, and the Guayabalense are not among those most loyal to Lord Almighty Gregory. Far from it.

6. The Guayabalense government releases highly insulting and blasphemous statements about Lord Almighty Gregory. Every day at noon, Queen Margaret I gets on TV and talks about how Lord Almighty Gregory is not God. However, Lord Almighty Gregory is God, so this is completely blasphemous and false. Furthermore, all Guayabalense citizens believe her. She and her citizen people must pay for their sins, with death. Death and nuking!

7. San Jose Guayabal's military is constantly planning for a future invasion of Gregoryisgodistan. San Jose Guayabal's government has promised the soldiers $1 million for each true believer in the One True Lord they kill when the invasion eventually happens. We are militarizing and building a wall on the border and will prevent them from ever setting foot in our Most Glorious and Holy Nation without being electrocuted and blown to bits, and then in the event they do somehow make it in, we will nuke them into oblivion. They are very stupid heathens with bone in their brain!

8. San Jose Guayabal is literally the Devil. Everyone in that country is literally the Devil. They sacrifice goats and drink their blood to gain favorable treatment from the Devil, who is them. They drink the blood, they kill the goats, they praise the Devil, they are the Devil. This is horrible, this is terrible, they must be stopped. And they harm goats, which is bad too. Goats are awesome. Guayabalense are not. They must be stopped, they are the biggest terrorists on Earth.

9. Guayabalense are responsible for the deaths of 500,000 Gregoryisgodistanis every year with their evil terrorism. They also kill 2 million people from our ally nations, including Free Republics and Royal Kingdom of Quebec. This is because they are terrorists and the ultimate evil. Contrary to popular belief, The Ultimate Evil is not the ultimate evil, San Jose Guayabal is. They are homicidal, raging maniacs, who kill everybody and everything they don't like, such as Gregoryisgodistan.

10. Murder is legal in San Jose Guayabal. So is rape. So is assault. So is genocide, and so are crimes against humanity. San Jose Guayabal is the murder captal of the Multiverse. 90 percent of Guayabalense citizens will eventually be murdered, and 120 percent of them will eventually be assaulted. Anyone who says that math doesn't make sense is a nincompoop, an idiot, and a clown. Because the math does make sense. And if you think it doesn't, you are probably a stupid Guaya Bean and nobody likes you.

11. Guayabal is also the infidel capital of the world. They invented infidel heathen state of being. They will pay for their sins. When Lord Almighty Gregory destroys them in his infinite power. That is why we must build the electric wall, the land mines, and the nuclear fortress. The Guaya Beans will pay if they ever decide to attack us.

12. The Metro rail system in San Salvador is literally on fire every single second. This is because San Jose Guayabal is the arson capital of the world as well as the terrible train capital of the world. So at any given time, half the system is on fire due to arson and the other half is on fire because the system is terrible, and trains, third rail, and other random things have a tendency to randomly catch fire. As a result, everyone to ever ride the Metro in San Salvador is dead. But people continue to ride it anyway because Guayabalense have a crazy fixation with burning things, like babies and Gregoryisgodistan. They are horrible. They must be stopped.

13. The most important reason of all why the Guayabalense Menace must be stopped is because it is the will of Lord Almighty Gregory. And Lord Almighty Gregory's will is the Will of God, and his word is the Word of God. So it must be right, it must be wise, and it must be followed without question. If he says San Jose Guayabal is a Devil Menace that must be stopped, it must be true. If he says this entire article is true, it must be true. And he does, so all of this is true. We will stop the Guayabalense menace once and for all, we will destroy them, we will express our hate for them every day in the Ten Minutes of Hate, because it is what Lord Almighty Gregory, in his infinite wisdom, has willed. All hail Lord Almighty Gregory!
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Postby Mercedini » Mon Jul 03, 2017 1:03 pm

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@ Ciudad Deportiva - Maturín, Sargossa


It's the 3rd of July and this is today's edition of Newsdesk. Today, we come to you from the Ciudad Deportiva Stadium in Sargossa where Mercedini will kick off the second half of their qualification campaign tomorrow, with big consequences for both team should they conjure up a result. Mercedini have been out of sorts as of late with series of disappointing draws capped off by a defeat Darmen, but that seems to have woken up the team and they have rounded off the first half with a couple of wins, so let's review those matches and let's see where that leaves them in the grand scheme of things.

World Cup Qualification: Mercedini Back On Track?

FINAL SCORE
WCQ | MD7

MERCEDINI 5
Chillotov 9', 41', 72', Billic 28', Presic 55'
ST. SARATOGA 1
Wenzel 83'

Zoloroni, Mercedini
Mercedini hit back against their critics with a 5-1 demolition job of St. Saratoga at the Zoloroni Sports City Stadium. It was a welcome victory which re-established the notion that Mercedini are a decent team and can crank out results when they need to. After their start in qualification, the three points were more than welcome to add to the Mercedinian total to push them up the leader board and keep them ticking over for another day.

The teams came out to rather empty Sports City Stadium, mainly due to the calibre of opposition and the plethora of less than adequate performances turning many of the fans away. Despite that, the show must go on which means the two teams came out and did their usual international itinery before lining up in their formation to kick off the first half. Neither team have made the waves that players and fans of both teams would have wanted or expected, which meant it was a priority for both teams to state their case for a qualification spot at the next World Cup. Thankfully, it didn't take long for Mercedini to assert their dominance in the game with a goal before the ten minute mark. Ben Chillotov, who many have tipped to take hold of the national team crown when Billic hangs up his boots, opened the scoring with a well worked team move which opened up the Saratogan defence. It was Presic who worked a gap in the Saratogan defence before pulling the ball back to Chillotov who waited patiently on the penalty spot to side-foot the ball into the net. That early goal lifted the spirits of the Mercedinians which have been lower than previous cycles due to their lack of early form, although they weren't showing that today. With not even half an hour on the clock, Mercedini extended their lead thanks to their talisman. It came from a corner which was floated in by Crasic and was originally cleared but the ball came out to Park who sent in another forward ball over the top, this time the opposition defence attempted to play the offside trap which sent Billic clean through and in acres of space in the box, controlled it well and guided in the ball into goal at the far post. All attention then turned to the linesman who kept his flag down which meant the goal stood and the golden eagles were two goals to the good with two thirds of the match still to play. It seemed as if they had put their recent blues behind them to put on a show for the fans. That was made even better as Mercedini arguably wrapped up the match within the first half as Chillotov bagged his second of the game with a cute strike from outside the box which was precision perfect in the bottom corner to beat the dive of the goalkeeper. As the referee blew his whistle, Mercedini had possibly completed their best 45 minutes of the campaign thus far, they went in with a healthy 3-0 lead at the break.

OTHER RESULTS
WCQ | MD8

TVEIDALEN 3
no roster 18', 26', 70'
MERCEDINI 4
Kraljic 34', Billic 39', Aznelik 83', Dostalok 90+2'

Tveidalen
With the match arguably won, it was all about ensuring the players were fit and that they put all of their training to good use. One big problem that they were also trying to rectify was the low turnout of fans and supporters within the stadium and they took a big step in fixing that with the performance here today. The entire team looked more confident after that first half which reflected in the play, passing it around the pitch while being able to keep their opponents chances at bay. St. Saratoga didn't really have a sniff in the match and Mercedini took full advantage of that as with only ten minutes on the clock in the second half, Ross Presic added a goal to his assist with an opportunistic tap-in at the far post, it was Billic who weaved his way in and out of the Saratogan defence, the crowd was urging him to shoot but he worked his way to the by-line and sent in a fizzing cross which actually beat all of the defenders and attackers who committed to the ball but Presic was there at the back post to control it, cut inside and slot it into the gaping net to put a fourth on the board for Mercedini, their first real convincing win of the campaign, and it only took them seven matches to do it. After that, it was really only pride that the teams were playing for, with Mercedini trying to aid their goal difference and St. Saratoga trying to keep the result respectable, two teams going in opposite directions playing in a match which had lost significance a long time ago. With the match coming to a close, the goals kept on flowing as Ben Chillotov completed his hat-trick to get his third and Mercedini's fifth. This time, it was a break away goal coming after a long and dangerous spell from the Saratogans. Hosset lobbed the ball up field to Nymark who controlled the ball expertly and demonstrated great vision to feed a weighted ball to Chillotov who just needed to finish to put a fifth on the board. He did that by lobbing the oncoming goalkeeper and placing the ball in the net to gift the match ball to Chillotov and to give the golden eagles a 5-0 lead going into the final ten minutes. St. Saratoga were considered a dangerous team at the start of this tournament and some thought they could spring a surprise on some of the teams in the so-called 'Group of Death'. They got a consolation goal in the 83rd minute thanks to the young Saratogan striker Wenzel who worked the ball into space before firing into the corner to reduce the deficit to four. Hardly any celebration from the players as they knew they were well beaten, however Hosset was livid with his players as he had to give up his clean sheet to a goal which some of the players and fans would consider cheap and unnecessary. That lifted the score to 5-1 but unfortunately for Saratoga there wasn't any more time for them to complete their spectacular comeback, which gave Mercedini a confidence boosting win to take them into their final game against Tveidalen.

   Group 12                             Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts   H    A 
1 Darmen 8 5 2 1 18 8 +10 17 - 2-3
2 Starblaydia 8 5 2 1 15 5 +10 17 2-2 -
3 Nephara 8 4 3 1 14 5 +9 15 0-0 -
4 Sargossa 8 4 3 1 14 10 +4 15 1-1 -
5 Mercedini 8 3 4 1 19 13 +6 13
6 Yuezhou 8 2 1 5 4 14 −10 7 - 2-0
7 Tveidalen 8 2 0 6 9 17 −8 6 - 4-3
8 St. Saratoga 8 2 0 6 8 20 −12 6 5-1 -
9 Makongo 8 1 1 6 12 21 −9 4 - 3-3


So after the first half of qualification, Mercedini sit in a nightmarish fifth place, any lower and we would probably go through the floor. They will need to do better if they are to qualify for the World Cup in Bonesea and Cosumar. It's Sarossa next here in Maturin and the golden eagles would do themselves the world of good if they were to win away from home against a team above them for the first time in the group. They have a four point deficit to bypass against Darmen and Starblaydia and hope Nephara slip up as well. Mercedini are in the precarious position of playing all of their immediate rivals away from home and all of the considered 'easy' teams at home, meaning any slip up at home could cost the team dear. We will be giving you coverage of Mercedini's game against Sargossa tomorrow. So we hope you have everything crossed for a good result, goodnight!
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Postby Mriin » Mon Jul 03, 2017 2:25 pm

"Shit shit shit shit shit." The match was not starting off... particularly well for Kalia. The Farves had come off the line fast, faster than any team she'd ever seen, and she was already two full strides further behind Çíânflöné than she would have liked. Not the other Çíânflöné, Fôrté Wínrôuge, one of the best players in the world; he was ten yards over. Getting the strange Farf naming conventions down when there was a pair of cousins starting for them made the pregame briefing extra difficult. But at least that meant it wasn't the absolute worst case scenario--Täjó Çíânflöné was still an incredible player, but he couldn't make any shot from anywhere like Wínrôuge. So she took a clever angle to at least put herself in position to threaten a challenge, and potentially cut Çíânflöné off from getting the angle he'd be most comfortable shooting from, causing a somewhat premature shot as her teammates (now aided by the aging Qual Yon giving another set of legs on defense) had responded faster to the blitz and covered rest of the dangerous Farf front line.

And even for a rushed shot, it was making sure Zilia was on her game right away. A short hop into a stretching leap just put the ball over the bar on the far right of the goal, and Kalia let out a relieved sigh. They've got a corner, but at least we're not down a goal in the first minute.

Scheherazade Meier--notably the first female player to be featured on the Farf national team, Zilia and Mari were thinking about tracking her down for some drinks to see how that happened--quickly lined up to take the corner as everyone scrambled to the box; it was clear the attackers didn't want to let up on the pressure at all. A swift cross intended for either of the Çíânflönés, both playing very near the goal, was interrupted by Uhlon managing to get a horn on it and sending it skittering towards the outer part of the box. Ruy Monrazón happened to be the closest to its trajectory and got a quick boot on it, with Aldo breathing down his neck, shunting it forward. Both Wínrôuge and Mari made a stride for the ball rolling up to the inner box, but found themselves split by Zilia, who made a risky slide between the two; the keeper made solid contact and the ball popped back and up high, where Aldo took to the air and beat the much shorter Monrazón to blast the ball back up field and give his team a moment to breath.

Solara collected the free ball, but advanced slowly--that fast blitz the Farves put on hadn't even included their backs. They might be offensive, she thought, absentmindedly crinkling her nose, but you don't get to their level with zero defense. So she respected the 1-on-3 nature of the situation, and ate the ball, dribbling to any open space she could find as the teams fanned back out to more sensible positions.

Eventually the Farves realized she wasn't intending to make one of her dramatic dives, so Monrazón more aggressively forced the issue and got her to give the ball up, sending it back to Kalia, who'd send it back up to Joren across the pitch. The Mriinians played a fairly conservative passing game, both to waste time--they had an extra defender on the field, despite Don's plans, and every minute that passed as a scoreless draw was a minute towards a free point and staying atop the standings--and to get a better gauge of how the Farves reacted to shifts in possession. Joren made due note of how Süns Söh would shift further to the wing when Solara had the ball, but stayed his ground when Joren or Aldo were the ones threatening to push up; that Ror Jevdjevic-Hadsic was all over Malia, as if he smelled blood in the water; and that Meier wouldn't give him any room to do anything but send it back to the midfielders.

After several minutes of this passive play, Jevdjevic-Hadsic finally found his prey, and wrangled a loose pass away from Malia before breaking downfield with it.

But even with that breakaway, he didn't find himself having else much to do. Both strikers and Wínrôuge were closely marked by backs and Janna, respectively, and after all the jostling in the midfield there was a solid blob of Mriinians between him and backup. So he took what open space he had before Qual Yon's intersecting charge would reach him, and fired off a bullet from two yards outside the box.

Oh thank heavens. Zilia took a step to the left and extended her elbow, getting her palm directly in front of the shot. I'll take all the straight shots rather than that fancy bullshit they pull. A grunt escaped her as it made contact, but she had trained herself in ambidextrous strength specifically for moments like that, and guided the ball into the ground in front of her before collapsing on it. Netting a little extra time for her team to shake off giving up a drive like that and get back into position, she got back up and punted it off towards Kalia.

There was a wee bit more of the midfield passing game to be played, but Kalia and Malia pushed up as they did it, prompting Joren to move forward and getting Aldo and Solara buzzing about to worry the Farf defenders. Eventually Kalia managed to deke out Lázár Eleonóra, who'd doggedly chased her up and down the pitch, but eventually just lost her intent through some fancy hoofwork (as well as inexperience reading a Satyr's movement, which one can hardly hold against him). She took that brief opportunity of open field between her and Solara to get the ball up before Eleonóra could wheel around or Monrazón could shift his angle covering her. Solara took the ball and immediately bolted off laterally, leaving Monrazón on the wrong foot and making the defense rotate towards the wing. When Meier appeared on her left she cut right, angling towards the corner--and leaving Joren to run towards the opposite wing uncovered as Meier had to peel off. Drê Röènôùjýâ came up to meet her and stop her short a few yards from the box, but before he got in range to attempt a tackle she spun on her right hoof and fired off a booming cross with her left. Joren had made it out to the right corner of the box--which Trejo Maes had noticed and was getting ready to contest--and knew if he tried to do any fancy aerial passes he was more likely to spark a counterattack than anything. So he went into the air just enough to get the ball in the crevice between his forehead and horns, and flung it towards the ground in front of the goal.

Calogero Metz seemed to be caught off guard by Joren going for a header from that far out, and even moreso by it being on-target--the greater control their horns gave in the air was a unique advantage the Mriinians had been trying to push throughout qualifiers. He stumbled slightly, but appeared to still be on track to get in front of it--the ball was clearly going bounce before the goal and lose a lot of its momentum, a dribbler like that wouldn't be much of a threat.

But the ball took a strange bounce. And it didn't lose all that much momentum in the process. But much to Joren's chagrin, it took a hard turn to the right, too hard a turn to catch in the inside of the net, and indeed clonked off the vertical bar back into play.

Directly to a waiting Maes. Having had much of both teams shift over to deal with Solara's shenanigans, especially as the Mriinians pushed forwards to support the assault, the left wing was wide open. And Joren was simply too far center and too slow to get a foot in edgewise as Maes took it to, and then down, the line.

Uhlon was further up than he'd ever really wanted to be; everything looked so clogged up he thought a straight counterattack would be less dangerous than the ball popping lose into a midfield no-man's land for the speedy Farf front line to scoop up, but he hadn't accounted for a back bombing down the line like that. He busted his ass trying to get level with Maes, but too much ground had already been lost; he could stop Maes from having a clear shot himself, but couldn't stop him from making a good pass simultaneously. And that's exactly what Maes realized, as well, blasting a cross over to Wínrôuge, who didn't even bother to gather the ball; he just turned on the ball with his left foot and sent it flying forward.

Zilia laid flat on the ground as the visiting Farf fans--not too many, considering the strife in their homeland likely shook up priorities and made traffic difficult, but a sizeable number of Farf expats had shown up from around Atlantian Oceania in a show of solidarity--went wild. That ball curved fucking up. My hand was in front of it, and then it hits the fucking back top corner! What the fuck?!

The Farf players piled on Wínrôuge as the whistle was called, the non-stop first-half action not lending any added time. Mari, however, did lend a hand, which Zilia reluctantly took after ruminating in the grass for a full minute. "Don't let that get to you, Zil--I don't think anyone alive could have stopped that shot."

Zilia just trundled off the field and snatched Don's flask off the bench, before disappearing into the home dugout. Don didn't notice through the red he was seeing, as the rest of the defensive squad were sheepishly herded around him.

"You all have the gall to question my tactics, and put on a shitshow like that? 'We need five backs!' you yell, 'we need to make sure Wínrôuge doesn't run rampant!" As much as Gerard wanted to protest, wanted to say it was a fluke and that Farfadillis was the only team in the multiverse who could have turned that play into such a definitive chance, he knew speaking his tongue could cost him his tongue when confronted with a furious dragon. But he was still surprised when a long ivory claw ended up pointing at him. "You're off for the rest of the game, ring leader. Jorm is going to come on and equal this game, playing the way I always intended!"

And so the second half started with the Mriin side trying to force through the equalizer with an aggressive start, like the Farves had started the game with. But both attempts ended with similar levels of success--Jorm's first attempt in the game didn't even make it to Metz, instead deflected wide of the bar by a beautiful slide from Röènôùjýâ. The Farf defense was tenacious--they clearly felt slighted that this lowly fourth-seed side had absconded with their first-place position for not one, but two whole matchdays, and hell if they were going to drop points when that was on the line. It was the first time Joren was completely at a loss taking a corner in the tourney--every game had a seam, whether it was a young team's inexperience, a battered team's morale, or just Solara doing some wacky chance-making shit, there was something to do. But there was nothing, every lane was somehow covered, Solara had no room to breath in a scoring position. He eventually dribbled it off the corner to Malia, because anything else seemed more likely to end in a direct Farf possession, and even then Malia had nothing to do but either back up--and falling onto the back hoof at this point would be a disaster--or go for the wild hope shot. No, Malia isn't a stranger to shooting; the Alchemists are an aggressive club, and she had her fair share of conversions as an aggressive midfielder--but shooting through a solid mass of bodies like that is simply asking too much. The ball cleared the top bar by enough that Metz didn't bother to jump.

And as the game progressed, it was clear the Mriinians, as much as they had been overperforming so far, were simply outclassed. The Farves were thoroughly warmed up and confident; Malia and Solara weren't going to get away with sidesteps and dekes anymore, as the world's top side quickly adjusted and learned the ins-and-outs of the young team, who frankly just didn't have that many tricks. To the home crowd's dismay possession was heavily dominated by the Farves, and what little time they had was filled with little moments you'd be hard pressed to call proper chances. Zilia and Uhlon were hard at work containing the Farf front line just to keep the one-goal equalizer on the table, but it didn't even seem like the Farves were particularly bothered with the idea of an insurance goal--especially down a back compared to the first half, a little more attentiveness would surely have put the home side into the ground. But it didn't mean much as Jorm, the hero of the Barunia draw, was repeatedly baffled over and over and over by Monrazón and Meier, the lad's freshness apparent to any observer.

It was a mercy when the final whistle blew and the scoreline still read Farfadillis 1 - 0 Mriin.
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Postby Nephara » Mon Jul 03, 2017 3:22 pm

Yuezhou 0-1 Nephara
(4-3-3) 20 - Tsattalios; 2 - Koehler, 22 - Brymora, 18 - Frostmarris, 3 - Jeurissen (19 - Vicelich 79'); 10 - Irwin, 23 - Crowley, 11 - Rowan; 13 - Bereveskos, 15 - Marlowe, 16 - Kaelin (21 - Amokachi 45')
Goal: Amokachi 46'

Apostolos Tsattalios, like most people, hated a fair few things.
He hated weak coffee.
He hated horror films.
He hated the fact that his U14s coach had incessantly called him 'Souvlaki' and just said it was banter.
He hated cheese.
And, more than any of these things combined, he hated the zero-to-hero narrative. Moreso even than that, the hero-to-zero narrative. And, in general, the idea that people had to be either zeroes or heroes in the first place. Wasn't pretty much everyone somewhere in the grey?
He'd been misidentified as both, over the course of his career. He started out as this young, fresh new hope for the country, this guy who was going to be the next brilliant Nepharim goalkeeper, and got his first callups in his early 20s after like, one season of starting. Then he was suddenly shunted into the forefront. And it went great, and then it went poorly and suddenly he was public enemy #1. "Why don't we have a traditional shot-stopper instead?" people begged and then Gideon Fletcher showed up and was a traditional shot-stopper and now, seemingly, number 1. That was fine, but Tsattalios did feel like he'd made enough strides in his career to be number 12, or 20, but then it seemed like Petratos and Swoboda who, bluntly, he was better than, had taken those spots.
Fuck's sake.
People asked him why he'd moved to Ceni. Part of it was the money, but mostly? Cenians had the ability, culturally, to chill the fuck out.
Anyway, it meant that the pressure was really fucking on for him right now. The Cormorants were playing the 4-3-3 system that half of them played that system for their clubs anyway, but suddenly WOOO big scary change in the air and people were scared because people were morons. "It fell apart against Tveidalen!" they cried.
"4-3-2 fell apart against Tveidalen," the gaffer countered.
Tsattalios liked the gaffer.
Anyway, he was here now, sweeping along the back, as he did. The attack had looked... not brilliant, but it had been against a powerful and motivated back... well, a back nine, it felt like. 5-4-1 on paper, but to look at it it was like. Two staggered lines of holding players, and then a gap of about sixty yards, and then this one old guy. Frostmarris went wherever he did. Problem solved?
And up front, well, Kaelin had done the sweet sum of fuck-all down the left, and got replaced by Penumbra Amokachi at half-time. Amokachi scored with her first touch. Always a good sign. So that, really, was probably the only goal they needed...
So Yuezhou had replaced their old guy with a different, younger guy, a number 20. Fu was, according to the scouts, a rising star rather than Chen's fallen angel, and the home crowd was decidedly happy to see him come on. Frostmarris wasn't.
Thing was, it turned out this guy was fast. And then Guo, their left winger who was unfortunately also very fast, conjured up some space and used it to get past Koehler, then cut in a scything diagonal ball for Fu to find. And Fu sprinted ahead of Frostmarris, clashed shoulders with Brymora who hacked at him a couple of times...
... Tsattalios had been told to sweep forward. High. As a result, he was what the technicians would call 'not in his goal'. It would be insane to try and hustle back between the posts, Fu would just rifle it past him if he could get past Brymora, who was more or less balancing wrestling him with trying not to be sent off. It wasn't working.
So Tsattalios sighed, knowing that if this fucked up, the blame would be put squarely on his shoulders by the peanut gallery. It was hard being a modern goalkeeper. You had to sweep high and distribute the ball and take risks, and that won games in the long run, but mistakes looked really bad and the blame, somehow, always landed on you.
It did, however, mean that you had to be ready for your covering moves to take a turn for the spectacular.
So he rushed forward and took out Fu with an inch-perfect sliding challenge. The ball went one way, the man went flying.
No whistle, thank Christ. You never knew with these foreign refs. And cheers from the away crowd. He smiled, despite himself.
And since there was almost nobody else nearby... and he had the ball to his feet...
... might as well help the attack out, right?
He lowered his head and charged.
The cheers of the away fans died away. Then they turned to nervous, 'what the fuck is he doing' laughter, and Gudrun Crowley shouted something at him, and Guo was coming for him now...
Tsattalios sold him a beautiful dummy and watched him slide away into the distance, overcome by his eagerness at needing to be the hero. The away fans cheered, won over by his inexplicable elan.
He glanced up. Everyone else was standing off him, but he'd have to get past the central midfield, most likely, unless...
"One-two?" he optimistically suggested to Mirko Koehler.
"What? No!"
"Alright. Guess I'll go it alone, then."
And so he charged, again. Janked past Zhang, then locked shoulders with Tan and, well, he was by now well inside the opposing half, might as well just prove his point...
... his shot sailed slowly and beautifully into Wei's waiting arms.
The away fans cheered wildly.
Tsattalios, despite himself, grinned. It was better this way. Heroes weren't fairytales - sometimes, they just had a moment of madness, a common enough thing with goalkeepers, and just decided to fucking run with it. He'd probably grab a headline or two, even. Get in the papers for the right reason, this time. Not as the shining beacon of the future, not as the best goalkeeper in the world, not as a moron who let in a clanger. Just for being bored and spicing up a match that had more or less died with Yuezhou's one, very nearly telling attack.
Just for right now, though, he had to settle for sprinting back to his own goal faster than he'd ever run in his life.

NEPHARIM NATIONAL TEAM SELECTION - FORTNIGHT 5
Goalkeepers:
1 - Gideon Fletcher (AFC Treason), 12 - Justinian Hargrave (Starling), 20 - Apostolos Tsattalios (Phalanx AF, CEN)
Defenders: 2 - Mirko Koehler (Starling), 3 - Sieglinde Lohengrin (Crisisbless), 5 - Dieter Konoval (KT Moreazerua, AUD), 6 - Malachite Scharner (Jungle Strike, VIL), 18 - Danijel Brymora (Brinemouth), 19 - Isidra Jeurissen (Coret Hawks), 22 - Sigrun Rathskeller (AC Holmenkollen, COS)
Midfielders: 4 - Tanith Rainsford (Mâ Âlâmëómë, FFD, c), 8 - Vedran Tarashaj (AFC Treason), 14 - Konrad Gosforth (Mâ Âlâmëómë, FFD), 15 - Servet Misidjan (AFC Treason), 16 - Jade Irwin (Cornellians, SCT), 23 - Gudrun Crowley (Pelethas United, COS)
Forwards: 7 - Adnan Szalai (Ulsa, EUR), 9 - Estrella Hawke (Starling), 10 - Avila Wardenier (Sabrefell Athletic), 11 - Raquel Naeher (Cartagena Desert Foxes, OSR), 13 - Andrea Bereveskos (Sabrefell Athletic), 17 - Dragan Stavanger (Tannenberg FC, VLD), 21 - Penumbra Amokachi (Eastweald, COS)

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Nephara vs. Mercedini @ Farham Arena (Sabrefell)
Sargossa vs. Nephara
Nephara vs. Makongo @ Portsgate (Brinemouth)
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World Cup Qualifiers: How did we end up in third place?
A look back at Soltsteed’s improbably good qualifying results and a look at what lies ahead

Port Michael, Soltsteed — Let’s make one thing absolutely clear: we should not be doing as well as we are doing. The fact that Soltsteed are sitting in third place right now is almost beyond the realm of possibility.

It’s all thanks to Heif’s first international win—the first time the team have picked up any kind of points—against none other than Taeshan, who had been sitting just above Soltsteed on the table before Week 9. This is not to say that the Stallions haven’t been punching above their weight, holding Kalumba and Flardania to critical draws that have inched Soltsteed’s record so far closer to that of a qualifying contender of the near-future than an association just starting out.

   Group 4      Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 Eura 1 1 0 0 3 0 +3 3
2 Frejo 1 1 0 0 1 0 +1 3
=3 Kalumba 1 0 1 0 4 4 0 1
=3 New Danican 1 0 1 0 4 4 0 1
=5 Flardania 1 0 1 0 1 1 0 1
=5 Soltsteed 1 0 1 0 1 1 0 1
7 Taeshan 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
8 Heif 1 0 0 1 0 1 −1 0
9 Sulsuland 1 0 0 1 0 3 −3 0
Week 1: Soltsteed (Emma Gryndhout 42’) 1–1 Flardania (Joseph Yabuta 11’)
Flardania played the better game, but you honestly wouldn’t have been able to tell from the scoreline. 8 shots on target versus 5 for the hosts. 6 corners to 2. 3 offsides to 5. 17 fouls to 23. Every number pointed to the Kitsunes’ superiority over the Stallions, but in the end, only the goals count.

And thus an inauspicious start to Flardania’s campaign. Kalumba’s start was not much better, however, drawing 4–4 with newcomers New Danican. The other results were much to be expected: Heif losing and Eura winning as close as you can get to certainties in World Cup qualifying.

Other results: Frejo 1–0 Heif; New Danican 4–4 Kalumba; Eura 3–0 Sulsuland

   Group 4      Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 Flardania 2 1 1 0 5 1 +4 4 ▲4
2 New Danican 2 1 1 0 6 4 +2 4 ▲2
3 Taeshan 1 1 0 0 1 0 +1 3 ▲4
4 Frejo 2 1 0 1 1 1 0 3 ▼2
5 Eura 2 1 0 1 3 4 −1 3 ▼4
6 Kalumba 2 0 2 0 4 4 0 2 ▼3
7 Soltsteed 2 0 2 0 1 1 0 2 ▼2
=8 Heif 2 0 0 2 0 3 −3 0 ▬0
=8 Sulsuland 1 0 0 1 0 3 −3 0 ▲1
Week 2: Kalumba 0–0 Soltsteed
Rule number one of Soltsteedish football: There is no shame in a draw. The match looked to be Kalumba’s for the taking on paper, but on the pitch, the Stallions asserted themselves in full force.

Yes, that force included 26 fouls and 9 corners ceded, but that simply brings us to rule number two of Soltsteedish football: the ends justify the means. And rule number three: a boring match is a good match.

And truly, the Stallions’ visit to Kalumba was a master work. Two great performances by Ulusu Mtanda and Emmet Ferdinand, but nothing else of note.

Taeshan kicked their qualifying campaign off with a predictable 1–0 victory of Frejo, rising four places from their nominal seventh. Matching Taeshan’s four-place rise on the table, Flardania got their World Cup campaign on track after an embarrassing draw in Port Michael by crushing Eura 4–0, while New Danican cruised to victory in Heif.

Other results: Flardania 4–0 Eura; Heif 0–2 New Danican; Taeshan 1–0 Frejo

   Group 4      Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 Flardania 3 2 1 0 9 3 +6 7 ▬0
2 Eura 3 2 0 1 6 6 0 6 ▲4
3 New Danican 3 1 2 0 6 4 +2 5 ▼1
4 Soltsteed 3 1 2 0 2 1 +1 5 ▲3
5 Taeshan 2 1 1 0 1 0 +1 4 ▼2
6 Frejo 2 1 0 1 1 1 0 3 ▼2
7 Kalumba 3 0 2 1 6 7 −1 2 ▼1
8 Heif 3 0 0 3 0 4 −4 0 ▬0
9 Sulsuland 2 0 0 2 2 7 −5 0 ▼1
Week 3: Soltsteed (Emma Gryndhout 3’) 1–0 Heif
A true Soltsteedish margin if there ever was one. After decisively beating Heif by two in Drawkland, a key match that put the eventual Baptism of Fire winners through to the knockout phase, High Efficiency Image File was all but written off by international press as the most likely nation to score a goose egg.

Managing just one shot on target the entire match—hardly bothering Ferdinand at all—Heif would only manage six shots in total through the match, half the Stallions’ total and three less than the number Soltsteedish shots on goal. All the while, Heif racked up twenty-eight fouls, six offsides and two yellow cards, one of which came in the very first minute of the match. The only piece of good news came from their mysterious goalkeeper—a true man of the match for pulling off eight saves—and the fact that they could get Soltsteed to concede five corners, all of which were swiftly and decisively dealt with by the home side.

Signs of Taeshan’s collapse began to appear when they went scoreless in New Danican, who stayed firmly put in the top three. Eura and Flardania netted predictable wins over Kalumba and Sulsuland, redeeming the former after an embarrassing loss in the previous week.

Other results: New Danican 0–0 Taeshan; Eura 3–2 Kalumba; Sulsuland 2–4 Flardania

   Group 4      Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 Eura 4 3 0 1 12 8 +4 9 ▲1
2 New Danican 4 2 2 0 8 4 +4 8 ▲1
3 Flardania 3 2 1 0 9 3 +6 7 ▼2
4 Taeshan 3 2 1 0 3 0 +3 7 ▲1
5 Kalumba 4 1 2 1 9 8 +1 5 ▲2
6 Soltsteed 4 1 2 1 2 3 −1 5 ▼2
7 Frejo 3 1 0 2 1 3 −2 3 ▼1
8 Sulsuland 3 0 0 3 3 10 −7 0 ▲1
9 Heif 4 0 0 4 2 10 −8 0 ▼1
Week 4: Taeshan (Enrique Fuegahita 21’; Miles Snavely 50’) 2–0 Soltsteed
Well some rules are meant to be broken. A boring game went very, very, very badly for the Stallions, with their Taeshani hosts looking as if they could manage a massacre.

But after a few choice substitutions and a massive wake-up call on the part of the Stallions, Taeshan found themselves blockaded and stumped at every turn. It was hardly enough to turn things around, though, and it would leave manager Jan-Peter Wietdal answering some less-than-flattering questions from the Soltsteedish press, frustrated after seeing their national team tumble back to the lower half of the table after a brief breakthrough.

Flardania’s bye left them tumbling to third on a very volatile table, thanks to Euran and New Danicanian away wins in Heif and Frejo. Sulsuland fell up the table: despite their definitive loss in Kalumba, Heif’s pummelling at the hands of a two-time world champion made enough of a dent in the SPAWK punching bag’s goal difference to see them slip to last place.

Other results: Kalumba 3–1 Sulsuland; Heif 2–6 Eura; Frejo 0–2 New Danican

   Group 4      Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 Eura 5 4 0 1 14 8 +6 12 ▬0
2 Flardania 4 3 1 0 10 3 +7 10 ▲1
=3 New Danican 4 2 2 0 8 4 +4 8 ▼1
=3 Soltsteed 5 2 2 1 8 4 +4 8 ▲3
5 Taeshan 4 2 1 1 3 2 +1 7 ▼1
6 Kalumba 5 1 2 2 9 9 0 5 ▼1
7 Sulsuland 4 1 0 3 7 11 −4 3 ▲1
8 Frejo 4 1 0 3 2 9 −7 3 ▼1
9 Heif 5 0 0 5 3 14 −11 0 ▬0
Week 5: Soltsteed (Emma Gryndhout 13’, 21’, 39’; Cobus Brygge 52’; Carle de Marcht 72’; Lily Webb 88’) 6–1 Frejo (Lily Webb 69’ [og])
Were you up for Frejo? The leader of the National Alliance certainly wasn’t, given his tirade against a satirical match report in the nation’s Senate.

‘Twas the kind of result you couldn’t script. A nation known for its love of grindingly close scorelines blowing out the opposition in the joint-biggest margin of victory in the group thus far—only Taeshan’s destruction of Sulsuland could manage to match Frejo’s obliteration in Port Michael.

With all the other results being somewhat predictable, though the margin in Sulsuland v Heif moderately more eyecatching than all but Soltsteed v Frejo, Soltsteed rocketed back into contention. New Danican having a bye also helped, but don’t mention that.

Other results: Eura 2–0 Taeshan; Sulsuland 4–1 Heif; Flardania 1–0 Kalumba

   Group 4      Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 Flardania 5 4 1 0 12 4 +8 13 ▲1
2 Eura 6 4 0 2 15 10 +5 12 ▼1
3 Soltsteed 6 3 2 1 9 4 +5 11 ▬0
4 Taeshan 5 3 1 1 8 2 +6 10 ▲1
5 New Danican 5 2 2 1 8 5 +3 8 ▼2
6 Frejo 5 2 0 3 4 10 −6 6 ▲2
7 Kalumba 5 1 2 2 9 9 0 5 ▼1
8 Sulsuland 5 1 0 4 7 16 −9 3 ▼1
9 Heif 6 0 0 6 4 16 −12 0 ▬0
Week 6: New Danican 0–1 Soltsteed (Emma Gryndhout 29’)
Another ugly match, but critical nevertheless.

It took 25 fouls, 14 shots—8 of which were on goal—2 corners and 4 yellow cards but Emma Gryndhout’s 29th minute goal would stand as the only one of the match. New Danican tried 12 times to score, but four off target shots and eight saves by Soltsteedish miracle worker Emmet Ferdinand kept the scoreline at the most Soltsteedish value possible. New Danican’s undefeated run had collapsed and Soltsteed claimed three points in the first competitive meeting of the two fellow Class of 65 nations.

Frejo’s upset of Eura put Flardania tentatively back on top, while Taeshan achieved a remarkable margin over Sulsuland which saw them leapfrog New Danican. Kalumba, who took a week off, saw themselves falling behind three Baptism of Fire 65 participants in the table and quite nearly out of contention altogether.

Other results: Heif 1–2 Flardania; Taeshan 5–0 Sulsuland; Frejo 2–1 Eura

   Group 4      Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 Flardania 6 5 1 0 13 4 +9 16 ▬0
2 Eura 7 5 0 2 18 11 +7 15 ▬0
3 Soltsteed 6 3 2 1 9 4 +5 11 ▬0
4 Taeshan 6 3 1 2 8 3 +5 10 ▬0
5 Kalumba 6 2 2 2 12 10 +2 8 ▲2
6 New Danican 6 2 2 2 9 8 +1 8 ▼1
7 Sulsuland 6 2 0 4 10 17 −7 6 ▲1
8 Frejo 6 2 0 4 5 13 −8 6 ▼2
9 Heif 7 0 0 7 5 19 −14 0 ▬0
Week 7: (Soltsteed bye)
Rule number four of Soltsteedish football: when the Stallions don’t play, everyone wins.

Granted, it wasn’t true for New Danican, Frejo and Heif, who all lost away to Eura, Sulsuland and Kalumba by the exact same 3–1 margin. Nor was it the case for Taeshan, who fell 1–0 in their visit to Flardania.

But none of the results shook up anything at the top, with the first four teams (and Heif) remaining in the exact same positions as before. Kalumba climbed to fifth, while Frejo saw themselves leapfrogged by Sulsuland and New Danican fell to their lowest position to date.

Truly groundbreaking stuff.

Other results: Eura 3–1 New Danican; Sulsuland 3–1 Frejo; Flardania 1–0 Taeshan; Kalumba 3–1 Heif

   Group 4      Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 Flardania 7 6 1 0 15 4 +11 19 ▬0
2 Eura 8 6 0 2 19 11 +8 18 ▬0
3 Taeshan 7 3 2 2 9 4 +5 11 ▲1
4 Soltsteed 7 3 2 2 9 5 +4 11 ▼1
5 Kalumba 7 2 3 2 13 11 +2 9 ▬0
6 Sulsuland 7 3 0 4 13 19 −6 9 ▲1
7 New Danican 7 2 2 3 11 11 0 8 ▼1
8 Frejo 7 2 0 5 5 15 −10 6 ▬0
9 Heif 7 0 0 7 5 19 −14 0 ▬0
Week 8: Soltsteed 0–1 Eura (Kris Campbell 55’)
What did you expect?

It was almost a miracle that the Stallions could keep their guests scoreless for the entire first half. Kris Campbell almost put Eura on the board within seven minutes but for the talents of Emmet Ferdinand. But it was all downhill from there. Camille Daley’s booking in the 11th minute, Marvin Hilton’s in the 24th and Cobus Brygge’s in the 37th kept the Stallions on thin ice the entire time.

25 fouls against them could not keep Campbell from scoring the critical goal that the visitors needed to stay in contention. Nothing could bring the flailing hosts back to life, likely dooming them to watch the World Cup finals from afar. Though that would be a reasonable thing to have predicted at the start of qualifying.

Little change came of the week, however. Taeshan’s draw with Kalumba bumped the Stallions down to fourth and put Taeshan potentially back in the mix. Sulsuland and New Danican swapped places on the table after the former won in a visit to the latter. And Flardania kept their distance with a tidy 2–0 win in Frejo.

Other results: Taeshan 1–1 Kalumba; Frejo 0–2 Flardania; New Danican 2–3 Sulsuland

   Group 4      Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 Flardania 8 7 1 0 19 5 +14 22 ▬0
2 Eura 8 6 0 2 19 11 +8 18 ▬0
3 Soltsteed 8 4 2 2 12 6 +6 14 ▲1
4 Kalumba 8 3 3 2 15 11 +4 12 ▲1
5 Taeshan 8 3 2 3 9 5 +4 11 ▼2
6 Sulsuland 8 3 0 5 14 22 −8 9 ▬0
7 New Danican 8 2 2 4 12 15 −3 8 ▬0
8 Frejo 8 2 0 6 5 17 −12 6 ▬0
9 Heif 8 1 0 7 6 19 −13 3 ▬0
Week 9: Sulsuland (Sulsu 44’) 1–3 Soltsteed (Carle de Marcht 14’, 80’; Ann-Marine Crabshaas 27’)
Julian Lyksdal was the star in Sulsuland, a nation Wietdal was so confident of defeating that he benched the normal starting eleven. Called upon to save three shots in the first eight minutes, Lyksdal was instrumental in keeping the Stallions from falling behind almost immediately, but was hardly troubled for the rest of the match and always on point when called into action.

After nearly putting Soltsteed on the board instantaneously, Carle de Marcht blossomed into full form after ten minutes, putting Soltsteed up within a quarter hour, a lead that the Stallions would never cede. Crabshaas doubled the Stallions’ lead after Sulsuland’s botched free kick defence, but the Land of Irritatingly Random Capitalisation would have the last laugh of the first half when Sulsu put the hosts on the board from a corner.

In comparison, the second half was terribly dull. Despite two bookings—that of Sulsu in the 64th minute and Emmet le Duc in the 75th—almost nothing of note occured until De Marcht scored again in the 80th minute. Not that it mattered, given that the Stallions were already on track for three points, but still, the person meant to score goals scored a goal.

With Heif doing something other than losing for the first time in their international career, shock losers Taeshan fell two places on the table to the benefit of the group’s two Baptism of Fire winners, the only change of the week. Flardania’s drubbing of New Danican, however, was not without purpose, extending the Kitsunes’ lead to four points and issuing Eura a difficult challenge if they want to catch up.

But perhaps even more devastating than Taeshan’s tumble to fifth, Heif’s first international performance of any kind of quality left Gim, New Lusitania and the Algarves, Suize and last-minute entrants Poggers as the only teams left in the running for the infamous and unwanted pas de points.

Other results: Flardania 4–1 New Danican; Kalumba 2–0 Frejo; Heif 1–0 Taeshan

Soltsteed’s remaining matches
Week 10: @ Flardania
Week 11: v Kalumba
Week 12: @ Heif
Week 13: v Taeshan
Week 14: @ Frejo
Week 15: v New Danican
Week 16: (bye)
Week 17: @ Eura
Week 18: v Sulsuland
What next?
The same thing, but with home sides reversed. Soltsteed will kick it off in Flardania and finish their first World Cup qualifying campaign as hosts to Sulsuland.

Flardania have not blinked since their opening draw in Port Michael, giving Soltsteed the honour of being the only nation in the group to take points off the Kitsunes thus far. The return leg is unlikely to be anywhere near as friendly to the Stallions, however. But the match against Kalumba may be more fortunate: Soltsteed pulled off a draw against the fellow former Baptism of Fire winners and gets home pitch advantage next time around.

At least twelve points on top of Soltsteed’s current fourteen might be easily expected. Visits to Heif and Frejo look to be pretty non-threatening and New Danican and Sulsuland will have to face the Stallions in Port Michael in the second half of qualifying. Taeshan also have yet to visit Meerpark, but their arrival will be much more dicey and uncertain.

And as for Eura? The Stallions will be visitors to the warring Rushmori nation in the second-to-last week—and almost certainly out of contention by that time. At that point, it will be a matter of hanging on to whatever the national team, who have been lucky to see both Kalumba and Taeshan struggling up to now, can salvage of their campaign.

Eight and four points ahead of the third-placed side respectively, Flardania and Eura look likely to take the two tickets to the finals, while Soltsteed will struggle to hang onto third place with Kalumba and Taeshan at their heels. Other than that, who knows? ❧
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Comfortable win provides hope for some Eastfielder redemption


Eastfield Lodge line-up

GK: Veronica Puppy
CB: Emely Towers
CB: Juan Lumo
RB: Abdur Rehman
LB: Wilhelm Phal
DMF: Micella Onatish
AMF: Samantha King (<> Amitee Abdalla 67’)
AMF: The Doctor
RWF: Tirs Rathun
LWF: Charmine Berretti (<> Fedrea Quazin 72’)
ST: Auguster Alder
San Regada line-up

GK: David López
CB: Joselito Callejón
CB: Óscar Martínez
CB: Cristopher Zapata (<> Juan Sagredo 78’)
RWB: Arturo Toselli
LWB: Gerard Monreal
CM: David Santos Borré (<> Santiago Vizcarra 56’)
CM: Marvin Bejarano
CM: James Torres
ST: Christian Saavedra
ST: Franco Hernández (<> Adrián Muriel 72’)
Eastfield Lodge 3-0 San Regada
Berretti (25’), Alder (53’), Lumo (82’)

57% - Possession - 43%
17 - Shots - 5
8 - Shots on Target - 2
7 - Corners - 3
8 - Fouls - 12

Location: Parliament Stadium, Lodgertia, Eastfield Lodge
Attendance: 72,412
Referee: Tenzing Cheltzer


An uncharacteristically commanding display by the Eastfield Lodge team sees them close out the first half of World Cup qualifying with a win against visiting seventh seed side San Regada, who were a point ahead of the hosts in 4th, helpedby a goal from debutant striker Auguste Alder amongst others in a shaken up side.

It has been a miserable qualifying campaign thus far, with only 9 points from the opening seven matches, the worst return for the Eastfielder team in World Cup qualifying for quite a while. Going into this match after a much needed bye-day to rest and reevaluate, the team were sixth in the ten-team table, despite being labelled as second seeds. Today’s opponents, San Regada, were in fourth, a point ahead of Eastfield Lodge, with second place Acronius (the fourth seed team) a whopping nine points ahead. It was pretty clear at this point that barring a miracle, Eastfield Lodge won’t be making the World Cup finals for the second consecutive time.

To that end, Lowell Brown admitted in a press conference that the aim was simply to salvage as many ranking points as possible, and to hopefully secure a place in the upcoming Cup of Harmony, the location of which is yet to be decided. Also, with how poorly the nominal first string of players have been performing, Brown decided to let the more fringe squad players have a chance in this match. Amongst the revamped starting line-up will be Olympia FC’s 26 year old striker Auguste Alder, who made the squad after an impressive season after finally becoming first choice club striker, and will now be given a debut match to showcase himself. Olympia defender Juan Lumo was also recalled to the starting line-up, over a year since his last cap, along with fellow club-mate Samantha King. Micella Onatish returns as holding midfielder after that 3-3 draw with Olastor. Veronica Puppy is handed her first start of the qualifiers in goal as well. Meanwhile, San Regada went with their nominally strongest XI, the line-up that has seen them outperform expectations thus far.

Hernández would kick off the match for the visitors, but it would be the hosts that would get the first chance of the game, as Samantha King intercepted a loose pass from James Torres, play the ball off Alder to the Doctor, only for his shot to be parried wide by Regadan keeper David López. King herself would come close a few minutes later, as she sent an early free kick whistling inches wide off the far post, López stranded. All in all, it was a bright start from the Eastfielders, creating quite a few opportunities, although the defensively oriented San Regadan side were doing their share of excellent defending. On the other hand, the visitors only had one attempt at goal in the first 20 minutes, with Marvin Bejarano breaking down the right side, beating Wilhelm Phal to the long ball over the top, with Christian Saavedra heading the resulting cross narrowly over the bar; other than that, they were struggling to connect passes in the final third, being set up to hit on the break which the hosts weren’t keen on creating. The deadlock was broken very much with the run of play, as Charmine Berretti cut inside her marker and was played through by the Doctor, beating Joselito Callejón to the ball and firing it just inside the far post, giving Eastfield Lodge a 1-0 lead midway through the first half

Play settled considerably after the opening goal, as the hosts elected to play it safe and play keep-ball, and breaking up the tempo of the match by drawing a couple of fouls and kicking the ball out for Regadan throw-ins deep into the visitors’ half. The first yellow card of the match was shown to Óscar Martínez after one of the throw-ins, where he slipped and pulled back Samantha King as she tried to pounce on the ball - the Doctor was denied from the resulting free kick by an excellent flying save from López. The match did open up again towards the end of the half - Auguste Alder had his first real sight of goal with about five minutes left, selling Martínez a feint before turning him and firing it low, but only forcing a comfortably dive from the Regadan keeper. The visitors got another sight of goal straight away on the break however, as Saavedra attempted to lob Veronica Puppy after she miscued a clearance from a through ball - Juan Lumo spared her blushes by recovering and heading the ball over the bar. The teams went into the break with the hosts leading by the single goal.

The second half was a different affair - San Regada opted for a more high pressure game, and began pushing up to prevent the hosts possession plays. This did lead to space at the back, and just over 5 minutes into the half, Alder scored on his debut, Samantha King finding him in acres of space in the middle of the defence with Alder rounding the keeper and slotting the ball home to create a nigh-unassailable two goal lead - the situation was not helped by Martínez needing to go off the pitch for treatment after a clash of heads with Alder moments earlier, leaving the defence a man short. The team almost added a third goal immediately afterwards, with Tirs Rathun punishing Gerard Monreal for dawdling on the ball, before bursting into the box and firing the ball across the face of goal - Alder had made the run but was inches from converting the cross into a second goal for him.

San Regada decided to abandon their defensive stance after that, needing to overcome a two goal deficit, and immediately brought on Santiago Vizcarra for the largely ineffectual David Santos Borré. He nearly made an instant impact, getting a free header at a corner after losing his marker, but the ball came agonisingly off the crossbar before being cleared. The visitors were clearly not going to back down at this point, and kept on pushing for a way back into the match, which allowed the hosts to create opportunities on the break. On the hour mark, Samantha King collected the long clearance from Veronica Puppy, played a one-two with Tirs Rathun to break free of the last defender for another one-on-one with David López, only for the Regadan keeper to get a vital block on the shot with the top of his leg, only just getting the ball over the bar. Auguste Alder again came close to his second shortly after, with a 20 yard effort that didn’t trouble López.

Into the last 15 minutes, and the changes began ringing hard and fast, especially on the Regadan bench, where Christopher Zapatos had been swapped for Juan Sagredo, a defender for a striker, and a real statement of intent from the Regadan manager - that they would not lose this match quietly, at all. Unfortunately, the match was sealed at the other end of the pitch, where the newly revamped 4-man defensive line were struggling - Auguste Alder pressured Martínez into an overpowered back pass which went out for a corner. Whipped in by the Doctor, Juan Lumo had managed to lose substitute Sagredo in the box, was unmarked and in prime position to head home the third goal of the evening. 3-0 to Eastfield Lodge, and San Regadan hopes were crushed. Brown instructed the team to defend from then on, with the game won, and they did so quite easily, with the visitors just wanting to see the match out without any more humiliation. A comfortable 3-0 victory, all things considered, and a performance that needs to be repeated throughout the second half of qualifying if the team wants to stand a chance of a miraculous qualification. With that victory, Eastfield Lodge move into 4th place with 12 points going into the mid-qualifying break, 6 behind 2nd place Acronius after they lost to group leader The Holy Empire, with Eshan in third only a point behind them.

Group 13
Eshan 4–2 Oontaz Dert Li Ng
Olastor 1–0 Acapais
The Holy Empire 1–0 Acronius
Eastfield Lodge 3–0 San Regada

   Group 13                             Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts 
1 The Holy Empire 8 7 1 0 26 11 +15 22
2 Acronius 8 6 0 2 19 8 +11 18
3 Eshan 8 5 2 1 22 13 +9 17
4 Eastfield Lodge 8 3 3 2 13 12 +1 12
5 San Regada 8 3 1 4 9 14 −5 10
6 Olastor 8 3 1 4 14 20 −6 10
7 Oontaz Dert Li Ng 8 3 0 5 10 11 −1 9
8 Acapais 8 1 1 6 4 12 −8 4
9 Colonial Australia 8 0 1 7 8 24 −16 1




Mid-qual friendly: Qasden 3-0 Eastfield Lodge
Line-up (4-1-2-3): Puppy - Towers, Lumo, Rehman, Phal - Onatish (Abdalla 53'), King (Bevan 65'), The Doctor - Rathun, Berretti, Alder (Drenas 65')
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Line-up to play Acronius (4-1-2-3)
Puppy - Towers, Lumo, Nagi, Siddique - Abdalla, Wallis-Iqbal, The Doctor - Rathun, Berretti, Rowlinson
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Postby Eura » Mon Jul 03, 2017 4:01 pm

OOC: Continued from here.

Ascertaining exact details of Sameban casualties at this crucial wasteland supply base was difficult but ultimately necessary. The survivors of First Section did their best. Green, Bray and Stein conducted a brief survey of the site and came to the conclusion that Sameban losses were in the hundreds, the vast majority being killed by the airstrike when virtually none of them were in cover. Dozens of vehicles, including between five and ten tanks and crucially important flatbed trucks, were smouldering wrecks along with many tonnes of fuel and ammunition. Several wounded conscripts had probably staggered away in shock afterwards meaning that it would be a bad idea to stick around for too long. Eventually they would be found by Sameban Republican Army transports, who would be looking for an explanation as to where this key milestone on their journey had gone. They wouldn't believe what the traumatised infantry told them, but it was nevertheless true. A small group of Euran's of perhaps a dozen in number had ambushed them in the night. The attack had not just been decisive, it had enabled the Euran's to direct precise airpower and destroy the camp. When Sameban reinforcements finally arrived, the Euran's were already gone. Three Euran soldiers and two Syndicatian journalists had made it out. Proud and alive they marched directly south as Brown instructed. He had also told Green to activate an emergency beacon some time in the next 24 hours. When an appropriate amount of time passed, Green flicked on the battery pack for the small item that the late officer had saved for this eventuality.

Several days passed without any kind of event or drama. None of them could speak really. What was there to say? Stein had broken down a couple of times, pining for Mack. She'd always told herself she could deal with it if his time came but it's always easy to say that before it happens. As much as she liked to think she had the inside track on every element of First Section's life together, Kat had never really realised that Mack and Stein's working relationship ever went beyond simply being friends. Green was oddly sanguine and Bray shaken. Now and then the latter would make one of his trademark witticisms, the former would laugh, and everyone would relax just for a one precious moment. Slowly enough, they were starting to think home might just be around the corner. The sounds of long range artillery and jets flying overhead became more and more regular. This indicated that however gradual and cautious their progress was, they were inching back towards their own lines. Its easy to forget of course that due to Eura's massive size and strategic depth, even the relatively shallow border region was hundreds of miles deep and difficult to traverse in these conditions. The monotony of walking and agony of doing so with dwindling supplies of food and water finally was finally relieved by the appearance of a village. Not only was this potentially a source of life saving supplies, it also gave an indication of where they were. 'Logan's Breach. Population zero as of the last few months.' Kat and Monty rolled film as Green and Stein investigated the interior of the village. The buildings were all somewhat damaged meaning a skirmish had happened here at the very least. There were no Sameban bodies but Bray came across a shallow grave containing fourteen of their comrades from the Euran Army. Clearly if there had been a battle here the Sameban's had won.

Logan's Breach provided a much needed respite despite its desolation. Some tinned food could be found in the houses as well as some rather warm but crucially clean bottled water. It was a poor rural community with shoddy infrastructure and no resident's left. They hoped they might have been evacuated but this was in vain. Bray had a habit of treading in graves. After their third night in the village, he went to relieve himself in a nearby wood only to find a small girl lying face down in the dirt. Back in the village centre, Stein's radio buzzed. 'Lads, forested area to the south west, come rendevous with me. I've found something.' Green was removed from a slight daze while Stein remained asleep, Monty being on watch with one of their rifles. 'What is it Bray?'
'War crime.' Those gut wrenching words made them all rise from their sleep deprivation induced lull. It took a few minutes for them to get over there and when they did Bray had already discovered the extent of the grave. The whole village was here. Nothing could be done for these people, and nothing could be more agonising for the three soldiers who stood helpless beside them. 'What was the population? Green?' Kat wanted to document this as accurately as possible.'
'Maps said three thousand at last census if you include the caravans.'
'How many are here?'
'Too many. Too fucking many.' To give the victims some dignity, Bray fetched some plastic sheets and rain covers from a nearby farmhouse to cover the less well dressed bodies. Green made sure to document the exact location of the mass grave before they returned to the village. Being confronted with the potentially genocidal nature of their northern neighbour's war strategy was sobering even after the horrors they had witnessed.

It may have been a reward of sorts for the group that some form of salvation finally came just as it looked like they would need to break out of the Sameban front line by themselves. When the sun rose on a peculiarly pleasant Sunday morning, it outlined the silhouettes of Euran Army helicopters, three of them coming in low over the horizon. Two Rabarra Merlin's set down in one of the nearby fields having apparently tracked the beacon while a gunship variant of the light UH-35 Sparrow helicopter circled around. None of First Section moved from their spot on the patio of a roadside cafe in the village square. They were simply too tired to waste any more precious energy in case this rescue turned out to be another false dawn. Men from one of the helicopters simply passed them by having been tipped off on the atrocity site by either a survivor or aerial reconnaissance. The other squad came into the square and immediately a Sergeant strode over to Green. 'Private, what's the situation here? You got any casualties?' Green said nothing. 'Private, answer me.'
'Can we go home?' The Sergeant was taken aback. 'What? Home?'
'We want to get the hell out of here. No, there's no casualties really. They're all dead further north.'
'I'm sorry. You're not alone there.' Their rescuer noticed the two journalists sat on a bench with uncollected litter at their feet and their most portable electronic equipment miraculously intact. 'These civvies, they with you?'
'Foreign hacks, embedded with us up on the DZ. They've got some film of that unspeakable sight in the woods if you need them.'
'We would appreciate any help you can give us, thanks. You're saying they came from the DZ?'
'All the way Sarge, all the bloody way.' Kat gave Green a smile which he returned wearily. He held it for a while. The Merlin's were going to take them away separately, but all three soldiers intervened as they were due to board. These foreign friends of theirs had more than earned the right to stay with them come what may.

Contrary to some reports from the front Eura as a whole was not in chaos. Oakstone on the other hand was very much a picture of hell and the sight of the greatest battle of this troubling time. On the way home they had been able to see the fires burn from many miles away. They weren't headed to the front though. Central government was insisting that any stragglers who took more than a month to get home from the initial front line at the DZ would be much too fatigued to continue fighting effectively. Therefore all three remaining members of First Section went onto indefinite leave automatically. None of them would see each other until about six to seven months into the war depending on which one of them you were talking to, for the stress and dysfunction caused by their ordeal had made time itself almost immaterial to them. It was at an office that none of them had ever visited in Bastion. Yet this was actually where they got their orders from, or had got their orders from. The peace time headquarters of the 8th Division of the 5th General Infantry Corps had been heavily overworked during the war so far and especially so in light of the extreme losses the Division had suffered. A high ranking group of commanders sat in front of the three of them behind a table, while Kat and Monty waited outside. It had been a long meeting, and there were too many questions to ask, so the head of the panel just decided to ask what everyone was thinking. 'How the hell are you people still alive?' Green and Stein couldn't help but smirk though Bray remained stone cold. 'Please could you clarify what you mean sir, we're a bit confused.'
'I mean what I said. You fought your way through a crucial supply point, your commanding officer transmits us a bunch of golden intel and calls in an airstrike, and then you level the place. This is after your survived something akin to oblivion in the north. I usually wouldn't prejudice such a panel with comments like this, but you people are heroes. If you don't deserve medals, no-one does.' Nothing could make up for what they had suffered. Seeing a gobsmacked senior officer or two at least helped for today. They left with their heads held high and crucially still on their shoulders.
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Postby Brigantii » Mon Jul 03, 2017 4:25 pm

A Ludicrously Quick Re-Cap of the Last 5 Games
3rd Seeds in 3rd Half-Way Through Qualifying


The Stags, under the leadership of Rinar Vonast have now reached the half way mark in World Cup qualifying, and, even with 8 games to go look highly unlikely to qualify for their first World Cup, with Semarland and Valanora running away with Group 7.
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Rinar Vonast at Warbury Stadium


The Stags picked up only their second win in qualifying against lowly Mytanar Region, with Real Minanda centre forward Micheal Irwin scoring twice in front of the home crowd. However, Trent Harrell was unable to keep a second clean sheet and the visitors clawed back a late consolation.

The following game saw Brigantii travel to Semarland, who were boasting a 100% record in qualifying, thus far. Hoping to knock them off their perch at the top, Brigantii set about losing comfortably 3-0 and heading into their match against the top seeded team in the group with a 2-1-2 record.

Welcoming Valanora for the first time since World Cup 77 qualifying, the atmosphere was much better than the previous encounter, particularly with the B.A.F movement banned from attending international fixtures. On the field however, it was business as usual for the multiple time World champions, who beat the home side with ease 3-1. Left back turned left winger Byron Samuels did manage to find the net in the 73rd minute to give the home fans a little something to chant about.

Brigantii then travelled to Thesi Erevnah and scraped a 2-1 win over the opposition. Goals came from Jaxson Mitchell and Jamie Gallagher, who headed home an 80th minute winner from a Wilbraham corner.

Climbing into third spot in the group, The Stags put up their biggest scoreline of qualifying to date. A 4-1 demolition of Sarrbia on home soil closed out the first half of qualifying. Ever present Michael Irwin opened proceedings with an early goal, before a second from Russ Baker on the stroke of half time. The visitors pushed hard in the second half but were caught out on a counter attack, which led to Baker scoring his second of the game. A fourth goal came just moments later when Michael Irwin was felled inside the box for a penalty. The diminutive attacker took the penalty kick himself and, with a cheeky chip, sent the ball straight down the middle of the goal for Brigantii's fourth.

Despite two back to back wins, the gulf in points between Brigantii and the top two would suggest the best the nation can now hope for is an up turn in their ranking and to keep plugging away with positive results.

   Group 7                              Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts 
1 Semarland 8 8 0 0 25 7 +18 24
2 Valanora 8 7 0 1 23 12 +11 21
3 Brigantii 8 4 1 3 14 14 0 13
4 The Isles of Avon 8 4 0 4 16 17 −1 12
5 Aggrey-Fynn Land 8 3 2 3 8 8 0 11
6 Karelo-Finland 8 3 1 4 13 21 −8 10
7 Sarrbia 8 2 1 5 21 23 −2 7
8 Thesi Erevnah 8 1 1 6 7 13 −6 4
9 Mytanar Region 8 1 0 7 6 18 −12 3
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Postby Nephara » Mon Jul 03, 2017 6:13 pm

Host note: this RP's a cross-post from the CRC thread. It was written a couple of hours ago and hasn't been used for anything else that's scorinated, but I'll accept any decision not to count this towards RP bonus.

Cosumar 1-3 Nephara
(4-3-3) 1 - Fletcher; 2 - Koehler, 5 - Konoval, 6 - Scharner, 3 - Jeurissen (19 - Vicelich 77'); 8 - Tarashaj, 4 - Rainsford (c), 14 - Gosforth (10 - Irwin 67'); 7 - Szalai, 17 - Stavanger (15 - Marlowe 77'), 21 - Amokachi
Goal: Amokachi 24', Rainsford 35' (pen), Tarashaj 79'

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PASARGAN CRC APPLICATION WINS NEPHARIM APPROVAL
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Nephara's 45 RPMs have voted in favour of Pasarga's CRC application by a tally of 34-11, after no small amount of debate behind the scenes.

The Nationals voted in a bloc to support Pasarga, considered an ally, though it is believed that some would have dissented were they permitted to go against the party line. The Progressive Democrats were given the right to a conscience vote, seven going against the Pasargan bid.

Both Moving Forward RPMs and the single Libertarian and Sex Party representatives rounded out the voting against. The sole Libertarian, Morraine Cathcart, accused the Nationals of "casting aside Nepharim values to become Eura's catspaw."

Concerns over Pasarga were more or less single-issue, relating to Pasarga's traditional monarchy, one with genuine legislative power. But Pasarga has made concessions in recent years to become a more democratic nation, and while reforms are not an immediate process, they have secured Liventian and Euran approval.

Electrum, Savojarna, Ceni and Aels are yet to decide, with Pasarga's entry hinging on each of the Rushmori Parliament's nations approving. Analysts believe, however, that if even the stridently anti-monarchic Nepharim were persuaded with a convincing vote in favour, that the other nations are likely to approve as well.
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Postby Farfadillis » Mon Jul 03, 2017 8:03 pm

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Going into World Cup qualifiers as de facto best nation in the Multiverse may have made us think we'd fart our way into the finals. Dead wrong. We have very little, if any, breathing space, and the team certainly hasn't managed to live up to their reputation. There have been flashes of brilliance, but the best team in the Multiverse doesn't struggle like this. Tíbürçìó hasn't even rotated much, save for the game against Loynn, which we won anyway! The team's gotten complacent, and it could be its undoing. Let's just hope the true Farfadillis turns up for the rest of the games. We're playing Juvencus at home up next, so I'm expecting at least a couple of goals and a comfortable win. The team has to keep performing after this match, which is a foregone conclusion, at any rate. Without further ado, how we did, match by match, in about three lines, give or take two, per match:

Juvencus 1-3 Farfadillis
Çíânflöné 10' and 25'
Monrazón 35'


A good opener, I believe. We'd already won by the end of the first half, and it was clear the team could be complacent here. Juvencus did score in the second half, but we have literally never cared about clean sheets. Çíânflöné as the man of the match here, fresh off winning some best player of the Multiverse accolade of sorts. Us Farves usually don't care for that kind of thing, but as one of ours won it this time, we'll proudly wave that flag. We have the best player in the Multiverse, even if he's not the best in our team.

Farfadillis 6-2 Cheongji
Wínrôuge 20'
Dü Síbírí 34' and 35'
Çíânflöné 56'
Jevdjevic-Hadsic 70'
Meier 82'


The match against Cheongji was our best so far, I believe. Tíbürçìó chose to field our full-strength starting eleven for some reason, and, well, things didn't go well for Cheongji. Wínrôuge scored one and assisted four, so the man of the match award had to go to him. Dü Síbírí also had a fantastic match, which was very welcome considering many had raised doubts over Tíbürçìó's preference for him over, well, a myriad of other options, all of which don't even get call-ups.

Buyan 3-7 Farfadillis
Wínrôuge 8' and 11'
Dü Síbírí 16'
Eleonóra 43'
Jevdjevic-Hadsic 68', 75' and 86'


Ok, after the first sixteen minutes of this match, I think we were all fairly sure we were going to win the World Cup. Buyan were a team everyone knew and, while their football has seen better days, putting seven past them was not in the cards. In those first few minutes, the Buyanese team inexplicably left Wínrôuge to his own devices, instead choosing to heavily mark down Jevdjevic-Hadsic. Don't get me wrong, Ror's a talented lad, but that decision was always going to backfire. Fôrté scored a brace then set up Tjêtê. Lázár scored his first goal as a starter, and after that Buyan gave us a huge scare. They scored three goals and for a second many of us thought they could maybe even turn the tables. But no, Ror, the man they had been heavily marking down, somehow ended up scoring the first hat-trick of his career, with a ridiculous backheel at the end to boot. Truly a masterpiece of a performance from both of our offensive midfielders.

Farfadillis 1-1 Boring Paradise
Wínrôuge 28'

Aaaaand back to Earth it was! We failed to secure a win at home against a team we thought was clearly inferior. Wínrôuge, Maes and Söh played very well, but the others were average at best. Our forwards and wingers were all very much invisible; every time we came close to scoring, it was thanks to our offensive midfielder, who by this point were clearly the two best players in the squad. It's a shame Jevdjevic-Hadsic's performances plummeted after this game but, in turn, Çíânflöné returned to his usual form. I don't think many noticed, but he had really sucked in this game and the previous one.

Loynn 0-3 Farfadillis
Êns 40'
Holst 52' and 81'


For this game, Tíbürçìó fielded most of our bench. Only the keepers and Wçêíl stayed in it. If you ask me, thus far the most encouraging game of the campaign. Obviously, that's because our strike partnership for this match could not legally drive, and still managed to perform incredibly. Againt Loynn, obviously, so they're basically untested, but it was still encouraging. Also, scoring in your international debút is a great sign. Oskar even scored a second goal for good measure.

Farfadillis 3-2 Barunia
Wínrôuge 2'
Çíânflöné 10' and 13'


Thank God we won this one. We did not deserve to, but we did. The first half and hour was just us demolishing Barunia. The cousins played particularly well, scoring the three goals and assisting each other in all of them. Barunia ended up almost catching up to us, even though we were three goals ahead in the seventieth minute. The Barunians ended up having more shots, shots on target, corner kicks, free kicks, offsides... you name it, really. Except goals. They were behind there. At any rate, despite the vital three points, our performance was worrying. The most worrying thing, obviously, being that we had fielded our best eleven.

Mriin 0-1 Farfadillis
Wínrôuge 39'

Ok, this match was a mixed bag. On the one hand, I think most of us had expected to win it comfortably when the draw was announced. On the other, Mriin have proved they're a team with enormous ambition, and this blog writer personally thinks they deserve to make it to the World Cup. Maybe even at our expense if it comes down to it. This blog writer also hopes it doesn't come to that, obviously. But I digress, the Mriinians fought hard, but we ended up showing up to this game, and managed to leave them empty-handed. And, yes, what a fucking goal by Wínrôuge.

Farfadillis 1-1 Polar Islandstates
Wçêíl 85'

This one I think we all saw coming. The Polarians are trouble. A troubling result for us, since now we have little space to maneuver in a highly-competitive group. We must take all of our chances now. We can't drop silly points like in this game. On a more positive note, Wçêíl managed to score in his debút too, even though he was given only ten minutes to make an impact. Boy, was he impressive. Expect him to feature more prominently for the rest of the campaign. He showed everything he is capable of in just those ten minutes.

Anyway, now the team should focus on the game against Juvencus. Even though it's obvious we will get the three points, complacency will never play in our favor. So far, this campaign has reminded me of WC 67 and WC 73: we have been over-reliant on just one player. We're lucky to have Wínrôuge, but there are limits to what he can do. When neither Çíânflöné nor Jevdjevic-Hadsic show up, we feel it.
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Postby Kel Assuk » Mon Jul 03, 2017 8:24 pm

The Road to the World Cup
Chapter 5: Nobody's Laughing in HUElavia


Somebody had told Eric that the "hue" in HUElavia was the local equivalent of "lol", the tech-savvy teenagers' way of saying "haha" in texts. If that were true, Eric reasoned that the name of the country could be accurately translated as "LOLland," but he had no idea if what he had heard off the grapevine was actually true, or just a rumor started by some unsavory character to make fun of the nation. Whatever the case, Eric and his team weren't laughing at all as they trooped out of the stadium, their heads bowed in defeat and disappointment. The team had hoped to beat HUElavia, Eric had privately expected to beat HUElavia, and the media back in Kel Assuk - well, they had assumed that Kel Assuk would beat HUElavia, and indeed, they covered the match way more than the HUElavian media itself did. Not that the feat would have been hard; HUElavian media had not even bothered to cover the match. It seemed like the country didn't really care about football; apparently, nobody had bothered to come out to the stadium to support their team, for the stands were conspicuously empty. Well, to be completely honest, Kel Assuk didn't really care about football either, but at least they cared more than HUElavia. Eric existed, and had a job; it was unclear who the manager was on the HUElavian side, much less if he was a part-time coach or even a coach at all. Kel Assuk had at least the foresight to send a list of their players to other nations in the group, and somebody, somewhere had made a Wikipedia page of the team. The same could not be said for HUElavia.

The blame for Kel Assuk's loss could be placed squarely on the shoulders of Kel Assuk. They didn't have a Giant Bird or Vegetable Man or something coming out of nowhere to magically intervene on the side of the HUElavians to blame; they could only blame themselves. Eric blamed his back four in particular for the loss. How many more times would he have to blame them? he thought to himself. Maybe he could just say, oh, the other team was better, let's move on. But not on this occasion, and not on the occasion of the loss to Löptsegl. The blame could squarely be placed on the shoulders of the defense, who apparently couldn't tell a ball from a beanbag, they were that bad. In the game against Löptsegl, they totally fell to pieces after a red card thinned their number; in the game against HUElavia, they bunched together, abandoned their marks, and left whole areas unmarked. To top it off, Amanar Othmani scored an own goal. Yes sirree Bob, an own goal. That made Eric want to rip off his face and stomp on it a thousand and ninety three times; if he had taught the defense anything, it was how not to score own goals. Yet in a fit of bungling ineptitude, the team had tried to clear the ball in the direction of the goal - and Othmani managed to chip the ball over Aksil Saidi-Sief. This of course made one of only two halfway decent players on the defense angry, and he didn't think as clearly for the rest of the match. That proved a severe liability, for HUElavia was able to take advantage of the defense's apathy to actually defend and Saidi-Sief's mental freeze to score another goal. The offense tried to respond, and Saden Khalej did near the end of the match, but for all too long, HUElavia tracked down every ball that Kel Assuk tried to send in their direction. It was a horrible match, and everyone knew it.

Eric wanted to make sure that everyone knew it. He went over the video of the match with his defense, pointing out every single mistake and error. With his constant commentary, the ninety-minute video seemed like it took more than three and a half hours. At this point, Eric felt at a loss for what to do. He would try everything to get the defense back on track and back in line, but he didn't know where to start. It was clear that the problems within Kel Assuk's defense went beyond a few bad apples; to him, it seemed that the entire barrel was spoiled and rotten. The bench wasn't much better than the real deal; there were no young prospects, no diamonds in the rough in the defensive end of the pitch. There didn't seem to be many gemstones, period, but Eric didn't know how long he could wait for a new player to be discovered; he had to work with what he had. He decided to mull over his options on the flight back to Kel Assuk. After going through the heres-why-you-suck routine with the defense, he went back over the video with the midfield and the offense, but it didn't take as long as with the defense. Those two areas didn't have the same ingrained habits, the same congenital problems as did the defense, but they still could use some improvement.

The flight home was particularly silent. The team wasn't particularly chatty; the airline barely made any noise; of course nobody wanted to speak to Eric after the long excoriation he gave the team. The flight attendants came and went, but there wasn't much communication between them besides the normal interaction between passenger and flight attendant. Eric hated the silence; it allowed his frustration with the progress of World Cup qualifying to seep throughout his entire body. He felt as if he had a wellspring of anger in his heart, and that the anger was spreading throughout his body in his blood, slowly but steadily poisoning his entire body with a strong layer of hate and a strong layer of anger and a strong layer of doubt. It pulsed through him, almost making him want to rip off his seat belt, stand up, and scream to the plane. In addition to his anger with the team, Eric felt hot. He had established quite clearly from the beginning of his career that he didn't like the heat that much (with that being said, he wondered why he ever took the Kel Assuk job, knowing full well it was a hot country). The sun was shining on him at an angle that covered his body; he strongly suspected that the airplane's AC wasn't working. Eric stuck his earphones in and scrolled through his music list; he kept switching back and forth between two albums, one that he used to fill a mental void and one that he played when he was frustrated or upset. He couldn't decide which emotion fit him better on that flight, which seemed like one of the longest he had ever taken. Still. he used the time to listen to music and think about the future of football in Kel Assuk. He wondered what it would be like... Eric found himself yawning and his eyes closing themselves. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep, his earbuds in his ear playing his fill a void music. He would remain asleep for the rest of the flight.

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Trent Zelona Reviews His (So Far, Short) Career


Trent Zelona - a teen actor, a rising star, Ceni's best actor of the modern era. All of these compliments have been given to an actor only in his late twenties - a young star if he ever was one, but so far, he has had a rich and rewarding career. We sat down with Zelona to have a conversation about that career, and where the future might take him.

Zelona got into acting when he was in middle school, courtesy of an excellent theater teacher, and he quickly found he had a knack for it. "I would like to forever thank Ms. Morgan for getting me into acting, and I credit her with everything that I've done so far." Zelona's first main acting job came as a child actor in the television show All's Well That Ends Well, which had a several-season stint as a sitcom focusing on the trials and misadventures of a family living in the upper-class suburbs of New Oxford. He played the main couple's entrepreneurial young (and always immaculately-dressed) son Leo in an ensemble cast that poked fun at the "preppy" lifestyle and all the trappings associated with it. "I auditioned for the pilot, and they said you're in. I was quite surprised." The pilot proved successful, and the show's producers kept Zelona on with the show. He became a teen actor, and both critics and audiences loved his performances. That was his first taste of professional acting, and he loved it, but wanted to take a turn in the movies once All's Well That Ends Well ended. "It certainly ended well for me, but I wanted to take a shot at the movies when it finally did end."

His big break in the world of cinema came when he starred as Alexandre Montfort, a young commoner, in the production of My Little Valladar: The Movie, an adaptation of a popular Québécois video game. Although the movie is only loosely based on the video game, it still proved immensely popular within Ceni and within the game's large fan base. The movie is a classic hero's journey narrative, in which Montfort, a lowly commoner, saves the beautiful princess Lelia from King Idris, who wants to marry her for himself. Along the way, he wins Lelia's love and - eventually - her hand at marriage. Since then, it has become a cult classic, and Zelona has become something of an icon among the younger generations for his performance in the movie. "To be quite honest, My Little Valladar was a fun movie to film. We got to dress up in fancy clothes and ride around horses all day, which, considering that I was only twenty-one at the time, was quite an interesting experience for me." He does not appreciate all of the fan fawning, however. "I really never anticipated that the movie would become quite as popular as it has, especially in Ceni and New Gelderland." He does have one regret about the movie, though: he'll never be able to travel to Valladares. "If I did, I would probably get shot within seconds of my arrival... My Little Valladar was horribly unpopular in Valladares."

After that movie, though, he had the ability to pick and choose which projects he could work on, as the movie's surprise popularity led to a sudden increase in demand. Since then, he has guest starred in several TV shows, done a couple of commercials, and done a bit of charity work, but not much movie work. He did star in a film about a team of policy debaters coming from a low income background in the movie From Nowhere to the Top, but it was a box office flop, despite having success with the critics. "Myself, I enjoyed the writing on that film, but I think the movie was way too esoteric for most audiences. I'm sure it'll be played for many years in debate classrooms, but the general public didn't like the rags to riches story that it presented. Personally, I think it was a flick that had promise, but the topic material wasn't just right for box office success."

Zelona's next film will be a dramatized version of Ceni's first qualification to the World Cup, entitled Qualify, which is currently in post-production. He plays young Cenian football star Kel Koromin in the picture, along with co-stars Lexis Asori as Kaia Travaran, Gavin Drago as Jacrian Ryaden, and Aaron Miran as manager Kirk Koromin, Kel's father. The film focuses as much on action off the pitch as it does on the pitch, with matters coming to a head when Zelona has a fight with and has an epiphany about his relationship with his team - and his relationship with his father. "I liked working on this film because it doesn't just focus on the qualification campaign" - which, of course, is the main point of the film - "it also focuses on the relationship between Kirk and Kel, and the relationship between Kel and the rest of his teammates." He says that it's a classic feel-good film in a time where it's easy to forget that some stories do have happy endings. "With all the movies today about violence and gore and action, I thought it was important to have a dramatic movie but from another angle, and to have something where the entire movie isn't just a shootout. It's good to have some depth in our films."

Zelona also admires director Casper Youngblood's attempt at authenticity. The filmmakers got the permission of the Cenian FA to use surplus kits from the WC 73 production run (the team now uses newer Meski kits), and much of the action in the film on the pitch was filmed at the Cenial Halcyon National Stadium - the place where Ceni defeated Gregoryisgodistan on penalties to secure their first ever World Cup qualification. "I felt like it was an honor to don a jersey that Kel would have actually worn, and to play in the place where Ceni actually plays... that was a humbling experience." Additionally, Youngblood set up interviews between the actors and the players that they play - which was a great experience for Zelona. "I've always been a fan of Kel's, and it was an honor to get to meet him and chat with him. I'm even more honored since he had to take the time out of his busy schedule to meet with me."

Zelona hopes to continue with his acting career for a long while. "I've had a lot of fun exploring a lot of different characters and a lot of different places - and my career hasn't been that long so far." He also hopes to pursue other passions and pursuits, like tennis, football, and coin collecting, as well as avoiding overzealous fans. "The number one goal for me in terms of my hobbies definitely would be to see Ceni winning the World Cup. I've always been into football, and since making Qualify, I've felt that I've gotten a lot closer to the Cenian national team - I just want them to have the same success that I've had." Zelona also wishes that it was easier to get into acting, for the young, budding actors and actresses. "I know it can be hard to get a break in this industry - I just wish there were more opportunities, so our business can be more diverse. It's hard acting with the same group of people over and over again - we need new blood to make movies and TV interesting again."
THE REPUBLIC OF CENI (the user behind this nation uses he/him/his pronouns)
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Champions: Di Bradini Cup 38, U-18 World Cup 17
Runners-up: Di Bradini Cup 39, Di Bradini Cup 41
NSTT #1s: Lonus Varalin, Ardil Navsal (singles), Gyrachor Rentos, Val Korekal, Elia Xal/Fia Xal (doubles)
UICA Champions' Cup titles (1): 1860 Azoth
World Cup 76, World Cup 79
Baptism of Fire 61
Cup of Harmony 63
Copa Rushmori 41
International Basketball Championships 20
Cenian Open (Grand Slam) 1-8
<Schottia> I always think of Ceni as what it would be like if Long Island was its own nation, ran by Bernie Sanders lol.

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Postby Elgenstad » Mon Jul 03, 2017 10:21 pm

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Youth Sports in Elgenstad Get Serious


The whole country has been very closely following Elgenstad's first World Cup Qualifying campaign very closely. At this point in time, Elgenstad has won three games, tied two, and lost four. With seven games to go, most commentators don't believe that our team will make up the ten point gap with Ceni to move into second place within the group and qualify for the World Cup. Fans, however, are quick to note that most teams do not qualify for the tournament in their first try so they'll stand with the national team whatever the result. Along with this surge in interest in the national team has come a surge in interest in youth sports, with more young people saying they want to get involved and many more saying that they want to play at a higher level and are willing to put in the time to accomplish that. Previously, sports were seen as just another way for the people of Elgenstad to stay fit and maintain a healthy lifestyle, but now we may see competition play a bigger role on the fields.

Many of these youths wishing to increase their involvement in organized sports have surely been inspired by the recent success of the Elgish National Team against Turori in World Cup Qualifying. On the very first matchday of Qualifying (and the first international in Hovedstad Stadion), we saw our squad draw level at one with 28th-ranked Turori's "Citizen" team. Perhaps giving the Elgish team some extra fire headed into the away leg of this fixture was an article run in Turorian media entitled "Everything's Better with Cocoabo." Somewhat puzzlingly, this article suggested that the moose on our national flag be replaced with a cocoabo. To be truthful, nobody at the Byen Morgennyheter had heard of a cocoabo before, but after some research, we've determined this creature to be some sort of exotic bird. The article went on to lampoon the noble tradition of the Elgish moose hunt, taunting that we would hunt our beloved national symbol to extinction. This would surely never be the case as we Elgenstadders recognize the importance moose play in our lives and history, and we understand that the moose is what ties us as a people to the land. Most infuriatingly, this Turorian article desecrated our flag with a mock-up of what this cocoabo flag might look like. Out of respect for our countrymen, we will not republish this image. Perhaps next they will choose to denigrate our history of coal mining or the bold facial hair worn by our players and many of our citizens. Upon reaching Turori, our team found that they would be playing a squad comprised of these creatures (Related: 73% of Elgenstadders Think Cocoabo Would Taste Like Turkey). In fitting fashion, they defeated the daft birds by a score of 1-0. Having claimed four of a possible six points against Turori, Elgenstad has officially bested the 28th-ranked side in the world.

In interviews with a number of youth athletes conducted recently, many partially cited our victory over the cocoabo and our nation's portrayal in Turorian media for their desire to play sports at a higher level. "I have now seen that we can use athletics as a source of national pride. Just look how we trounced those cocoabos in Turori after that nasty article about our flag," said high school soccer player Arn Hansen. Arn also said that he would be going to the gym more often and intensifying his cardio regimen so that he might continue to improve at the sport he loves. In fact, many that we talked to expressed a more favorable sentiment in regular lifting weights and doing cardio exercise. Local high schools have also pledged to divert more resources to their weight rooms and athletic programs. Local administrator Bjarte Hoeg said that his school, St. Olaf's High, will be adding a coach specifically for conditioning to its athletics program so that students can "get the most out of their trips to the gym."

It's not just the school system that is stepping up its game in regards to athletics, but local youth organizations at well. Otto Skavlan, who plays in a recreational adult soccer league, runs an athletics program at a youth center on the east side of Havnen. He told us, "We've really seen a major uptick in interest in our recreational youth leagues. They've always had a good amount of players, but I would never have called the program 'strong'. With this surge in interest and registrations, we'll likely be seeking a greater amount of donations to the center so that we can expand our capacity and upgrade our facilities. Gyms at high schools generally aren't available to kids in the summer, so that's where we'll come in and fill in the gap. I'm really excited to see where this takes us."

With this increase in youth playing sports competitively, will we see a higher level of performance on the international stage? One can only hope. We will continue following this trend as well as our team's efforts to qualify for the World Cup to see if we just might be able to shoot for the stars.
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Postby Spaam » Mon Jul 03, 2017 10:29 pm

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Orange and Black Upset Cosumar

The arid western plains of Cosumar were the setting for the mid-qualifying friendly between the upcoming World Cup hosts and the Orange and Black, as both teams looked to get some much-needed practice against high-quality opponents. The fans at the Stadion Jägare in Samaj were expecting an easy win for the Cosumarites, but Spaam had decided to bring an almost full-strength team, with only star striker Merlara Sehelin rested. In tradition with their tours, Cosumar had again mixed up their formation after their win against Mriin and draw with Schottia, sporting a more defensive 4-4-2 line-up, while Spaam stuck with their tried-and-true midfield-heavy 3-4-3. While Cosumar were the more fancied opponent, some critics had pointed out before the match, that the only loss Spaam had suffered in normal time since the last World Cup was their friendly against football powerhouse Starblaydia.

The match started with both teams testing each other in the midfield, opting for positional pressure over tackling. In the opening turn Cosumar seemed to have the advantage, pushing deeper into Spaam's territory than the Orange and Black were able to, leaving star forwards Urk and SyLy with little to do. While the famed Spaamanian defense tried to hold true, the first blood was drawn in the 20th minute, with Cosumar's Lilley latching onto a corner that Rawesin Holamora had carelessly given up, and keeper Oridul Inasys failing to predict the strike. The confidence spurred on the home team, but the vistor's defense worked harder, and shortly before half-time Syku Lyku managed to get a free run, crossing to Urk to get the goal and even the match going into the break.

Both teams came out after the restart trying a little harder, with yellow cards being given to both Spaam's Dorrak Vallen and Cosumar's Ki. Kvanderwyk for some hard tackles. The home team again managed to win the battle of the midfield in the first half-hour of the second-half, gaining their second goal with a piece of brilliance from their striker Ruhl in the 58th minute. Lilley had run in deep and drawn the marker and Inasys's attention before he passed back to Ruhl, who struck from 20 metres out with pin-point accuracy. Spaam stayed dogged in defense, however, and with both teams tiring, Urk and SyLy again managed to find the break in the 77th minute, with SyLy getting the goal this time.

Both teams threw everything at each other in the final fifteen minutes, but both Inasys and Cosumar keeper Grimwade showed their talent, saving every challenge they faced. Unfortunately it came down to a careless tackle in the box by de Marisco against Kian Rose that proved the difference, with Rose converting the penalty in the 90th minute, and giving Spaam an unlikely win against their superior rivals. While the fans were disappointed with the result, it was agreed to be a fantastic game of football, and the possibility of a rematch in the World Cup became an even more exciting prospect.

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(Lilley 20', Ruhl 58')
Image Spaam 3
(Urk 39', SyLy 77', Rose 90')


Thalia Fenzana put the paper aside. "A nice write-up, I thought. This success is getting us some attention it seems..."

Farlinar Reyen nodded. "Not all good though. Saldiane was very upset at being dropped from the team, and there's a few papers picking up the story."

"It wasn't easy," said Hewelan Faaberos sadly to his captain and vice. "But the decision came from up high, and we will just have to accept this new player."

"What I don't understand, coach," Thalia said with a worried tone, "is why they've given us three forwards. We don't play attacking football, and our formation has stayed the same for years. Surely they don't want us to sit Merlara on the bench?"

"That is the one thing that won't happen," reassured Hewelan. "She's the face of the team, and even they S.F.A. know they would get a revolt from the fans if that happened. Five time golden boot winner not playing a full ninety minutes? It's just not going to happen. And they know they can't mess with a formula that has given us so much unexpected success. We are just going to rotate our new recruits and keep them fresh."

"The other thing that bothers me, Hewelan," said Farlinar, "is how these players are making the rest of the team feel. Urk, SyLy, and now the great Alan Belmore. None of the speak, communicate, anything. They play like gods, and but act like robots."

"It's unnatural," agreed Thalia. "Surely there's something wrong?"

"I don't know, Thalia, I really don't know." Hewelan ran his fingers through what was left of his graying hair. "But we don't have a choice, so we have to keep on trying to win."




"Alan Belmore, Alan Belmore, GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAALLLL! What a piece of brilliance from the legend reborn! The Ko-orenese keeper had no chance once he got in front, and that makes it two-nil. First Sehelin, now Belmore, this is a great win in front of the home crowd..."
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Runner-up WC7, WC13 & CoH24, Third WC6 & CoH20
(Co-)Host CoH3, CoH19, CoH20, CoH22, BoF19, BoF65, IC3
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Postby Brenecia » Tue Jul 04, 2017 3:26 am

Brenecia 2-0 The Askari Union
(4-2-3-1) 20 - Hartigan; 18 - Hassett (2 - Szukala 60'), 22 - Varney, 6 - Szubanski, 19 - Quill; 23 - Alweather, 8 - Conroy; 15 - Bowditch (13 - Keohane 60'), 21 - Hartsdown, 10 - Macbeth; 17 - Bannion
Goals: Szubanski 26', Bannion 78'

Yesopalitha 0-1 Brenecia
(4-2-3-1) 1 - Woodgate; 2 - Szukala (18 - Hassett 62'), 5 - Scrivener, 6 - Szubanski, 3 - Lovelock; 4 - Gryphon (c), 16 - Drover (8 - Conroy 80'); 7 - Trevelyan, 11 - Balliol (23 - Alweather 75'), 13 - Keohane; 17 - Bannion
Goal: Bannion 54'

The new synthetic pitches and technical training and all that was all well and good. But Aelfwynn Bannion was the player she was because of damp, marshy pitches, whipping gusts and freezing cold rain.
They were Brenecian specialties. They were especially west coast specialties, in the ugly sprawl where she'd grown up. The Nepharim had landed in Pikemouth and settled in Westridge, and the two towns had sort of bled into each other over the years. Now there was just Westpike - as a city, the whole thing, but as a region of the city it specifically meant the ugly sprawl between the seaspray and the rich overlooking you.
Unsurprisingly, it was where the poorest lived. Not much to do but to go out and play on the slick asphalt or on marshy pitches. Your ball was flat so you had to fucking pummel it, making up in force what you lacked in guile. You didn't want to be knocked over onto the asphalt, or alternatively it was hard enough just to keep afloat otherwise, so you got big and strong and used to pushing other kids around. And Bannion had a good build for that, too - stocky, arguably moreso than a professional footballer was meant to be, and she was deceptively fast on those short, bricky legs. It was a build she recognised in Rankin and absolutely failed to recognise in Lynch (an easterling, of course.
Maybe that was the key, looking at the past. The best male Brenecian strikers were built like greyhounds - Kuepper, Scherzer, or, she guessed, Lynch. The best women were built like terriers.
She'd scored her second international goal the other day, against a bunch of cloggers that called themselves the Askari Union. It had been played in a dark, freezing wind, and Bannion had thrived. The Askari had a lot of defensive discipline, but they didn't like being shoved around, so Bannion shoved them around until a goal popped out. That had been partially luck, but it was never luck as a forward, you had to know where to stand. Harper Conroy's shot squirrelled away from their goalkeeper, an otherwise confident operator called Cevenni. Squirreled away from him, into Bannion.
Easy pickings.
So now she was here in Yesopalitha, and Bannion instinctively liked Yesopalitha. It was dark and gloomy, and rain pattered off the roof of a stadium crammed with a six-digit number of fans, more than Bannion had seen in her career...
Yeah, this was more like it.
It got even more like it in the second half, when everyone but her was, foolishly, kind of tired and worn out. This Brenecia side was a proper Brenecian side, cold and hard and bruising like the Westpike winters, and the Yesopalithans couldn't cope, smashed against the rocks and the rocks in this instance were very large men such as Anaximander Scrivener. Didn't come much larger than that.
So it was, to her, not really a surprise when Zae'ell Finn took the ball and turned nervily away from Squire Trevelyan, who was charging her to take the ball away. Bannion was sure that passing the ball to (their) Calhoun probably seemed like the best option at the time. She had every sympathy, but that was outweighed, mostly, by the glee of racing Eribon to the tired, underhit pass, holding her off with her right shoulder and then stretching out her left boot to poke it between Calhoun's feet and into the net...
... sympathetic, but not sympathetic enough to, say, not celebrate emphatically in front of the three slumped Yesopalithans, tearing off her shirt and flexing that terrier's physique she had.
It earned a yellow card. Foreign referees - can you believe them, half the time?

BRENECIAN NATIONAL TEAM SELECTION - FORTNIGHT 6
Goalkeepers:
1 - Mathis Woodgate (Myrmidon, CEN), 12 - Geneva Urquhart (Olympia FC, EFL), 20 - Rostyn Calhoun (Cenial United, CEN)
Defenders: 2 - Czeslawa Szukala (Phalanx AF, CEN), 3 - Ophelia Lovelock (Rosbank Town), 5 - Anaximander Scrivener (Brigham, EUR), 6 - Niko Szubanski (Rozelle), 18 - Peter Uffington (Eastal Lunar, VIL), 19 - Gethin Quill (Revolutionaries, EUR), 22 - Garwyn Varney (Westpike United)
Midfielders: 4 - Catherine Gryphon (Starling), 7 - Squire Trevelyan (FC Jansberg, SEM), 8 - Aleksandra Skorupska (Trothwands Evolution, OSR), 10 - Roisin Carroll (Violence Chariots, NPH), 11 - Sander Balliol (Tanrisal, PAS), 13 - Keohane (Ramusok United, COS), 15 - Brae Crowther (Kingsgrove), 16 - Elsie Drover (OAS Royal FC, COS), 21 - Meghan Hartsdown (Kings Park, SCT), 23 - Catsidhe Alweather (Marque)
Forwards: 9 - Ursula Rankin (Tanrisal, PAS), 14 - Fionn Lynch (SC Rinaldi, VAL), 17 - Aelfwynn Bannion (North Hall)

[size=75]SCHEDULE
Brenecia 2-1 Yesopalitha
Goluta 0-1 Brenecia
Brenecia 2-0 Savojarna
Qasden 1-3 Brenecia
Brenecia 1-1 Tobiasia
Port Christopher 0-0 Brenecia
Brenecia 0-0 EEC
Poggers 0-1 Brenecia
Friendly: Brenecia 2-0 the Askari Union
Yesopalitha 0-1 Brenecia
Brenecia vs. Goluta
Savojarna vs. Brenecia
Brenecia vs. Qasden
Tobiasia vs. Brenecia
Brenecia vs. Port Christopher
EEC vs. Brenecia
Brenecia vs. Poggers
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Postby Schottia » Tue Jul 04, 2017 6:33 am

The North Handon Way

Part Two.

Ambushed.


Claire Hanson was already running late as she stormed - beaker of coffee in hand - through the car park at Dyerton Stadium. Much to her annoyance the barrier had been left down, forcing her to park by the side of the road. Dyerton was the home of Port Sebastian FC, Claire's girlhood heroes and it was a place she knew well. At her father's funeral she had been approached by a Robbie McLagan, who apparently had been chairman of the supporters' club, to which Mr Hanson belonged. They had chatted for fifteen minutes, exchanged numbers, but Claire hadn't given the meeting another thought until two days ago when her phone had rang.

'Thank you for coming, Claire, Physiotherapist Extraordinaire!' McLagan was waiting for her at the staff entrance. After some juggling of cups and bags on her part, he was able to shake her hand warmly, and usher her inside. 'So good of you to come along, it really is an absolute pleasure to see you again.'

All Claire managed was a forced smile. 'And you Mr McLagan...' If truth were told, after five glasses of wine and two drams, she would have struggled to remember what he looked like.

'Robbie.'

'Robbie.' She confirmed as she made her way into the reception area, which was far smarter than the last time she had seen it. Claire had probably been twenty-three or twenty-four - having just finished her Masters - the last time she set foot in the offices at Dyerton. Since then it had undergone something of a facelift; the UICA money clearly opening new financial avenues to Schottia's previously cash strapped clubs.

'I hope I'm not taking you away from anything,' he smiled politely, directing her towards a door to the left of the reception desk, with all the humility he could muster. Despite the fact that he was perhaps ten years older than her, McLagan still had a youthful exuberance that Claire found unnerving. How a guy like this managed to chair a fans' group consisting of lager guzzling, foulmouthed louts, was something she would never know. Perhaps McLagan was the presentable face of the organisation - a necessary evil.

'Actually you are,' Claire answered a little more curtly than she maybe intended. 'I've had to leave my eldest son with my mother, I'm sorry to say I can't stay for long.'

'No problem at all,' McLagan assured her. 'We can make this as brief as possible. Half-term, I take it?'

Claire rolled her eyes. 'I wish. No, Enrico is currently suspended, I had to go and pick him up this morning before coming here. So... hence the somewhat flustered exterior.' Raising a Conavacio should have come with health warning.

'Oh dear, Claire, I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you don't think I'm prying, but may I...'

'Yes you may.' Claire was past caring. 'He hit another kid in the face with a high rugby tackle, knocked one of his teeth out. The head teacher called me at ten thirty this morning to come and pick him up; take him home for the rest of the week.'

'Oh dear;' it seemed to be McLagan's standard response. 'I mean, I've heard plenty of arguments that rugby should be banned in schools - you know the health risk to young people - but don't you feel suspension for a hefty challenge is a little bit to, well... hefty?'

Claire's expression was one of someone utterly worn down. 'Yes, I would normally agree. However it happened during art class.'

McLagan swallowed hard, then managed to rearrange his professional smile, which had momentarily slipped. 'The chairman will already be expecting for us.' He said, waiting for the point at which it was too late for Claire to duck out, having already partially crossed the threshold of the door.

'I thought you we the chairman?' She stopped in the doorway, but it was too late.

'Ms Hanson-Conavacio, Physiotherapist Extraordinaire!' Jim Cleggman, the chairman of Port Sebastian FC bellowed, arms open wide. While Claire desperately tried to shoot McLagan a dirty look from over her shoulder, Cleggman grabbed her in a warm embrace, knocking her coffee from her hand, and dislodging her bag from her shoulder. 'Oh, I'll get someone to clean that up, never you mind.' He brushed a few droplets of coffee from his pinstripe jacket, before resuming his seat behind his desk.

The office smelled strongly of aftershave, just like its occupant. It also had a tidiness to it that Claire mistrusted, one that hinted at not too much work going on. Cleggman was hefty, but he carried it well; a nicely tailored suit camouflaging a sizable midriff. It was amazing the difference a little money could make in the way someone was perceived. Her Uncle Gerry - with his semi-circle of frizy hair pocking out from beneath that ridiculous umbrella hat - was probably about the same age and build as Cleggman, but the two of them looked a world apart.

'So what's going on?' Claire looked between the two men, realising now that she had walking into a not particularly well orchestrated ambush.

'Sit down, Claire, sit down.' Cleggman waved his hand in the direction of the two seats opposite him; his tone a little calmer. 'Didn't Mr McLagan fill you in over the phone?' The two Chairmen exchanged a look.

'No, he didn't.' Claire was no longer amused - if she ever had been to start with. 'And I'm now guessing that that's probably because he knew I wouldn't have come along is he had.' The Schottia physio briskly removed her phone from her jacket pocket, checking she had no missed calls. She was already worried about her mother's ability to keep Enrico in check. 'Look, Mr Cleggman. If you want to offer me a job, then I'll save you the bother, the answer is no. I don't have the time, and with my husband being a member of the playing staff, I just don't think it would be appropri...'

'Oh nonono!' Cleggman and McLagan blurted out in unison. 'Mr McLagan... Robbie. Perhaps you should tell her..?'

The lesser chairman gave a short nod of the head. 'Of course Mr Cleggman... Jim,' he added before turning half way in his seat to face Claire. 'What we were thinking...' He mimed a drum roll with his fingers on the desk. 'Was a benefit match!'

'benefit match?'

'benefit match.'

'Yes, a benefit match.' Cleggman concluded, rubbing his hands together from the other side of the table; and just for a second, Claire thought she saw a pound sign silhouetted in each pupil. 'Your father's passing is something which rocked the North Handon community to it's core. He was a... a... How was it you put it earlier Robbie?'

'A servant to the club.' McLagan sprung into action, on cue.

'Exactly,' said Cleggman with a snap of his fingers. 'He was a servant to the club. He and fans like him, they are the life blood of this club. The money they put through the turnstiles, the club-store...'

'Pies?' McLagan offered.

'Pies.' Cleggman pointed at him in agreement. 'You know, so we thought, what a fitting way to honour his life. We can bring some top players and fans together, have some fun in the process, and raise money for a good cause, and club funds.'

Claire was already getting up, shaking her head. 'I don't know about this, I sorry. You've wasted your time I'm afraid, because I'm really not interested. Even if I had the time, I'm just not up for it.' Getting involved in something like this, which clearly had money-spinner written all over it, was the last thing Claire had time for.

'Oh Claire, come on...' McLagan placed a hand on her shoulder. 'It's what your father would have wanted!' This again. It was amazing the affect Derek Hanson was having on the world from beyond the grave. Given how little his opinion counted for when he was alive, it struck Claire that all you needed to do to be taken seriously was die.'

'Look, Robbie, Jim.' Claire shrugged off McLagan's grip. 'I'm really not sure that it is what he would have wanted.' She exhaled a long sigh. 'I don't want to pour water on your bonfire, but I just want to move on.'

'Claire maybe I can take a moment to waylay some of you concerns?' Cleggman wasn't giving up. 'Please sit down, just a second, please.' He waited until she was perched on the very edge of the chair. 'This would be done as tastefully as possible. There would be limited intrusion on you and your family; and while we'd love to have you involved, we won't push anything on you, and you are free to take a back seat. Of that, I give you a cast-iron assurance.'

'Hmm, okay...' Claire nodded slowly, realising that resistance was futile. 'Tastefully done, minimal involvement.'

'Excellent.' The two Chairmen jumped to their feet, all but high-fiving over the top of her. 'Well start getting this ball rolling today, we can get a general theme up and running, se if we can attract a few big names.' Cleggman was brainstorming loudly, while all the time McLagan nodded along, eyes wide like a child in a sweet shop. 'I'll have the PR department get in touch with local papers... the national papers... the international press..! McLagan? How do feel about this as a working title: Porty Legends XI vs. The Rest of The World?'

'It certainly has a ring to it.' McLagan beamed, while Claire watched on in horror, as the thing seemed to sprout legs in front of her. 'We could get some of our former stars back: Big Mark Allen, Steven Rexmont, Gary Corsie!'

'No!' Claire nearly choked at the mention of the name. 'I mean, Corsie lives in a fucking hut in the middle of nowhere! He's not going to be interest in coming back here for a match like this.' Just the mention of his name was enough to have Claire close to panic, as she felt a sudden urge for a stiff drink.

'Well we'll see about that.' McLagan said optimistically. 'He is a local boy, born and bread. He knows the way we do things up here in the north.'

Cleggman, was now a picture of happiness, as he looked Claire in the eye, the pound signs had returned, gleaming brightly. 'This is what your father would have wanted Claire, this is the North Handon way.'

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A new series from Abanhfleft cometh, to serve as the introductory vehicle of a possible new nation of mine. Also, 1000th post on NS Sports!
Sand as Red as Blood, Part One

Pridnestrovian submarine
K-312
Somewhere off the continent of Atlantian Oceania

As far as submarines of the Pridnestrovian Navy went, the submarine K-312 was nothing too remarkable on the outside. It was a Project Raketa-class submarine, part of Pridnestrovia's project to develop its own ballistic missile submarine. Pridnestrovia had imported two Typhoon-class submarines in the early 1980s and then reverse-engineered these two subs to create five of their own copies of the Typhoon but, upon the advent of the new millennium, the Pridnestrovian Navy conducted a feasibility study on the possibility of maintaining their existing Typhoons, constructing new Typhoons, or possibly designing another type of submarine altogether. This study revealed that while it was well within the Pridnestrovian Navy's current capacity to keep hold of all of its Typhoons, building new ones would prove to be more trouble than they were worth, and the big and cumbersome design of the Typhoons also made it difficult to dock the Typhoons in the nation's current naval bases such as Novorossiysk, Bratsk, and Antakya without massive (and expensive) modifications to the bases' dockyards. The decision was then made for Pridnestrovia to develop its own indigenous ballistic missile submarine with the same SLBM (or similar) capacity as the Typhoon but not as physically big as the biggest submarine in the world. The project, codenamed Raketa, was approved in 1999 but it would take until 2005, right in the middle of the Great Patriotic War, for the first ever submarine of Project Raketa to be launched at Novorossiysk. The launch was undertaken at great risk as Szavodan forces were right across the strait from Novorossiysk and could observe what was going on at the Rubchev Naval Base and, had they had anti-materiel missiles or such stuff at the time, they could very well have possibly done something about it. But the Great Patriotic War ended status quo ante bellum and Pridnestrovia launched six more Project Raketa submarines for a total of seven submarines of the class. The K-312 was just one among these seven subs.

But it wasn't what was on the outside of the K-312 which made it different from all the other submarines in the Pridnestrovian Navy. In 2017, the Pridnestrovian Navy's Admiralty decided to embark upon a new experiment: integrating women into the submarine service. Women have been slowly but steadily integrated into the Pridnestrovian Armed Forces but the submarine service has still remained a male-only environment, at least until the Admiralty decided to launch this experiment. Women were selected from the Navy and sometimes the Naval Infantry to undergo basic submarine training, and a select few were made to undergo further training on naval nuclear reactors just like how the men would train for the submarine service. Eventually, the Navy finally assembled an entire submarine crew composed entirely of women, and this crew was assigned to the rotation roster of the K-312, part of the Navy's policy to ensure that at least half of its nuclear capability was sailing the seas at any given time.

Command of the experimental all-female crew of the K-312 was given to Captain First Rank Tanya Nikitovna Kalinina. At just over 40 years old, Kalinina was one of the youngest captains first rank in the Pridnestrovian Navy and before being shifted to the submarine service as part of the Admiralty's experiment, she was already in command of her own destroyer, the Muzhestvennyy. Naval service was also in her blood: her brother Dmitry Nikitich Kalinin was another captain first rank on his way to being a counter-admiral (the Pridnestrovian equivalent of a rear admiral) and her father was Vice Admiral Nikita Lvovich Kalinin, commander of the entire submarine force of the Pridnestrovian Navy. One could say that Kalinina's rapid rise through the ranks was a result of nepotism, and while nepotism may have certainly served as a factor in accelerating her climb, Kalinina was also a skilled sailor and commander who certainly deserved the rank bestowed upon her. It was also for these same reasons why she was chosen to command the female crew of the K-312 which she officially became on June 23, 2021, when the new GOLD crew of the K-312, the aforementioned all-female crew, stepped onboard their submarine and new home for the next three months for the first time in an official capacity.

It was now over ten days since K-312 had set off from Novorossiysk to their assigned patrol areas. Their last navigational update had placed them a hundred miles off the coast of the Sultanate of Oontaz, a nation with almost equal Muslim and Christian populations ruled by Sultan Kudarat Oontaz with a firm but fair hand. The Sultanate of Oontaz was also affiliated with the Democratic Republic of Abanhfleft by a special joined history dating back to the roots of the Capital Islands Fleftics and the Mayins of Oontaz as well as a brief period of military occupation of the Sultanate by the Fleftics to control the long-standing revolutionary movements between the Muslims and Christians of Oontaz. There used to be a time that nuclear ballistic missiles onboard Pridnestrovian subs were aimed at Abanhfleft and her allies but following the surprise shift in foreign policy in which Abanhfleft and Pridnestrovia became new and most surprising allies, it was safe to say that most of the missiles had been reprogrammed so that in the unthinkable event that they had to be launched, they would no longer head for Abanhfleft, Oontaz, or any of the Fleftics' "associated states". Of course, that isn't to say that there were no more missiles aimed at the Fleftics; there still were, in the unlikely event that Abanhfleft should ever stab Pridnestrovia in the back. That was the way things had been, it is still the way things are, and it will remain the way things will be.

But launching a first strike or a retaliatory strike was the farthest thing from Captain First Rank Kalinina's mind at the moment. She never really liked nukes or the fact that she was now in command of over a hundred warheads' worth of them, anyway, but she had been told to take command of this submarine and this all-female crew and, being a loyal Pridnestrovian sailor, she followed the orders given to her by the competent authorities above her. What Kalinina's mind was focused on at this very moment was the fact that she wanted to sleep but couldn't. She knew that sometimes it was harder for a person to fall asleep if they were actively trying to will themselves to sleep but Kalinina knew that that wasn't the only reason why she couldn't fall asleep even when her body clock was telling her that it was time. Her father and brother had told her the stories, after all. Being trapped in a slender metal tube hundreds of feet underwater often threw people's circadian rhythms out of whack until it was such that submariners could eventually fall asleep when they wanted where they wanted. Tanya Nikitovna knew that she was far away from developing that ability just yet though so she preferred to sleep when she regularly slept.

Yet there was still something else which slowly gnawed away at her mind which wouldn't let Kalinina fall into blissful sleep. It was a quiet but troubling feeling, something which was telling her that things, which had been up until this moment proceeding smoothly, were about to get bad really, really soon. Just a quiet and little bit nagging feeling right now but things could really go to hell in a handbasket pretty soon. Tanya Nikitovna couldn't just brush away the feeling. Maybe she should do something to distract herself, like read a book. Her father loved The Hunt for Red October and had given to her a hardbound copy of the novel upon her selection to the Navy's first ever all-female submarine crew....

Suddenly, red lights went on inside of her cabin, causing Kalinina to sit up on her narrow bunk bed. Nothing except a very dire emergency would ever turn on the red lights inside the captain's cabin, Kalinina had been told during officers' training as well as by her own father and brother. This is exactly the kind of problem you've been expecting to happen in your first ever cruise, Tanya, a voice inside her head told her.

"Chyort!" Kalinina exclaimed as she got up from her bunk, zipped up her standard issue naval overalls, and went out of her cabin to see that the entire submarine was bathed in its red battle lights. Women in similar blue overalls were rushing all around her, trying to get to their respective stations to appropriately deal with the current emergency. Kalinina knew where her proper station was and that was where she went.

"Commander on the deck!" Captain Second Rank Natalya Aleksandrovna Tudenko, the first officer or starpom of the K-312, said as Kalinina entered the submarine's control room.

"I have the conn," Kalinina said as she set foot in the control room.

"Commander has the conn," Tudenko repeated as she stepped aside from the periscope mountings in the middle of the control room to give way to Kalinina.

"What in the world is happening here?" Kalinina asked. "What is the current situation?"

"At least one of our missiles has developed a fuel leak, Comrade Captain," Captain Lieutenant Yasila Markovna Vroyeva, the lead missile officer of the K-312, replied in response to Kalinina's query. "We know for sure that the missile in silo eight is leaking. My, er, ah, men, women, are already inspecting the other silos to check for signs of more leaks." Due to the nature of the submarine service having once been a purely masculine line of service, old conventions had been carried over even if the genders of those serving had changed.

"Thank you, Yasila," Kalinina said. She had made it a point to get to know every member of her crew and address them by their given name to create a certain camaraderie around themselves. "Keep me updated on the progress of the silo inspections."

"Yes, Comrade Captain."

"Goddamn it, I knew that this would happen," Kalinina muttered to herself, but not soft enough as Tudenko heard it and she asked, "What did you know would happen, Captain?"

"Gatutin is a dinosaur, Natalya, plain and simple," Kalinina replied. "His quote-unquote 'latest' missile designs are older than my grandfather. Gatutin probably still thinks that Korolyov is just one more breakthrough away from finally making that rocket that will go to the moon and back."

"What about hull integrity?" Kalinina then asked loudly. "Yelena Karpovna, how are we doing over there?"

"Remember those silo seals I told you about before we departed Novorossiysk, Comrade Captain?" Captain Lieutenant Yelena Karpovna Stutskaya, the hull integrity officer of the K-312 said from her station in the control room. "I think that at least one of those seals has finally failed and is now leaking water into our silos."

"You think, Yelena?" Kalinina asked back. "Have you not made sure of it yet?"

"I've sent some of my men over with Lieutenant Vroyeva's men to check the silos along with their fuel leak inspections but so far they haven't reported anything back to me yet."

"Keep tabs on them, Yelena," Kalinina ordered. "We need to know which of our silos is leaky. Remember the last time that one of our submarines suffered both a fuel and a seawater leak, ladies," she said loudly to address the whole of the control room. "We have all drilled and trained for this particular scenario. You all know what you're supposed to do. Let's go do it, ladies. And let's not give anyone over in Novorossiysk or the Admiralnaya any reason to pull the plug on this project. Let's not give them the chance to blame this on something so blase as women drivers." This earned a small and brief but vital chuckle throughout the control room.

"All right, ladies, enough fun and games," Kalinina said. "Let's get down to business."
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WORLD CUP 78 QUALIFIERS: ABANHFLEFT VS HIRVANIA

By Malik Qazizadah

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Abanhfleft women's national team players congratulate Chelsea Stuart after the Arsenal de Releinthi Ladies forward scored her fourth goal in the Lady Revolutionaries' resounding win against Hirvania at Oubie Park in Lotharstadt, Xemlice. (Courtesy of Crescent News Network Sports Channel/Andros Tasasa)

LOTHARSTADT, XEMLICE - The Lady Revolutionaries notched in their largest victory to date as they trampled all over visitors Hirvania and came out on top as 7-2 winners of a thrilling World Cup 78 qualifier at DaPanzer Oubie Park in Lotharstadt, Xemlice Province.

Chelsea Stuart was unarguably the best player of the whole game as she absolutely bossed the Hirvanian defense on her way to scoring four goals in this contest, while Alexandra Rousseau chipped in a double and substitute Amanda Warren scored her first goal in the current qualifying campaign with only minutes left in regulation time.

Stuart opened the floodgates when she smashed in her first goal of the game from a narrow angle and into the interior of the side netting with barely fifteen minutes yet played in the game before she doubled her tally three minutes from the half-hour when she headed in the cross from Adelaide Singh.

The Lady Revolutionaries' two-goal lead would be enough to carry them into half-time, but it was in the second half in which the game truly came alive as goals came in left and right and everyone's touch seemed to result in a goal.

Stuart completed her perfect hat trick when Hirvania conceded a penalty against Rousseau when Sharib Mukaili flew in to tackle the Rosenpfelblatz City Ladies forward; Stuart using her left foot to slot home the spot kick.

Stuart then returned the favor barely two minutes later as she was herself tripped up inside the box by Ivvan Kuliba and Rousseau also made no mistake from six yards away to hand Abanhfleft an unassailable four-goal lead.

But Fleftic fans would have begun fearing for their team when Josan Roknovich managed to chip the ball over Patricia Foulke, and the fans would be forgiven for believing that the Hirvanian comeback was inevitable when Kreshny Markinov looped in Moshan Robov's corner into the far post.

But Warren's goal from a Addie Singh corner immediately put those fears to rest, and Rousseau's second and Stuart's fourth goal of the night ensured that there would be no such thing as a Hirvanian comeback at Oubie Park tonight.

Back to basics, back to winning ways?
After experimenting with a 4-1-3-2 formation, Holly Jonasson switched back to a 3-2-3-2 and it very well may have been the reason why Abanhfleft won against Hirvania and in such a resounding manner.

The back-three defensive posture allowed Adelaide Singh and Lillian Prescott to act as marauding wingbacks with both offensive and defensive duties while Bella Maynard and Lea Choi proved to be effective outlets from midfield to send balls to the forwards, a fact which both Chelsea Stuart and Alexandra Rousseau took advantage off ruthlessly and relentlessly to put Hirvania to the sword in such a dominating manner.

Abanhfleft women's team manager Holly Jonasson: "It's a very big win; it equals the biggest victories of the men's team which definitely makes me proud because it shows that the women of the country are now able and capable of competing on the same level as the men, or at least they are now able to provide physical proof of this. I have no words to describe this feeling. We won; that's all that matters. I feel good because of it. I can't wipe the smile off of my face, can't you see?"

Abanhfleft will face San Jose Guayabal at the May 26 Revolution Memorial Stadium in Riuwiee for the Lady Revolutionaries' ninth game of the World Cup 78 qualifiers.

                     ABANHFLEFT 7 - 2 HIRVANIA
STUART (13', 27', 55' pen, 86') ROKNOVICH (68')
ROUSSEAU (57' pen, 81') MARKINOV (73')
WARREN (79')
HIRVANIA
GK: 1 Slavin
RB: 16 Klavenai (Robov - 71')
RCB: 2 Monkorai
CB: 4 Likneshte
LCB: 5 Markinov
LB: 3 Lekovai (Alerrasai - 64')
RW: 22 Ravai
CAM: 7 Mukaili
LW: 21 Arralai
RS: 9 Roknovich
LS: 23 Kuliba
ABANHFLEFT
GK: 13 Foulke
RB: 2 Osgood (Warren - 73')
CB: 4 Jackson
LB: 3 Valentine
RM: 5 Maynard
LM: 6 Choi (Vance - 79')
RW: 7 Prescott (Johnson - 60' )
CAM: 10 Torres
LW: 8 Singh
RS: 9 Stuart
LS: 11 Rousseau

STATISTICS
Possession

Abanhfleft: 60%
Hirvania: 40%
Shots
Abanhfleft: 21 (9 on target)
Hirvania: 5 (4 on target)
Corners
Abanhfleft: 9
Hirvania: 3
Fouls
Abanhfleft: 13
Hirvania: 19
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Abanhfleft's national team players gather in a circle after their historic win against San Jose Guayabal. (Courtesy of Crescent News Network Sports Channel/Andros Tasasa)

RIUWIEE - Zsofia Dolan's very late goal secured a very vital victory for Abanhfleft against San Jose Guayabal as the World Cup runners-up clashed with the Lady Revolutionaries at the May 26 Revolution Memorial Stadium in Riuwiee for what was widely billed as "the match of the century."

Marco Palacios, who had scored twice against Abanhfleft in the reverse fixture in San Salvador, was equally troublesome against the Lady Revolutionaries' defense in this game but the experience gained by the defense back in the Estadio Cuscatlan proved to be invaluable in eventually containing the threat of the pacey Alianza FC forward.

With Palacios contained, Eliseo Salomón and Kevin Santos took up the slack but were both wasteful with their chances, Santos most blatantly managing to miss an open goal after Patricia Foulke had committed herself to going up against Santos.

Abanhfleft also had their chances but the closest that any Fleftic player got to scoring was Allison Torres barely clipping the top of the crossbar with her shot from just inside the box.

Chances were few and far between and it wouldn't be until the tail end of added time that Zsofia Dolan managed to provide the breakthrough by applying the finishing touch to Regina Mesbros' free kick and finish strongly past Ricardo Costa.

Are qualification hopes back on track?
After Abanhfleft's poor start in the World Cup qualifiers with a loss against San Jose Guayabal and a draw against Löpstegl cast doubts as to whether they would be able to qualify for the World Cup once again, it seems as if this victory against the 3rd-best team in the entire multiverse could very well be the key to another World Cup finals campaign for the Lady Revolutionaries.

With Holly Jonasson set to see out her contract at the end of the current World Cup cycle, another attempt at the World Cup may very well be the best way to give the Armeian-Anglatian manager a well-deserved send-off.

Abanhfleft women's team manager Holly Jonasson: "It's quite probably the most vital win in the history of the ladies' team. Yes, four or so years ago the team also won against San Jose Guayabal but this victory could prove to be more influential in the future history of the team. And I'm proud to have been part of it. And Sofie [Dolan] will feel as if she is now the hero of Abanhfleft, which she is after her goal. I'm just so happy once again that we won."

Abanhfleft will face Nellietopia at an unknown stadium in Nellietopia for the Lady Revolutionaries' tenth game of the World Cup 78 qualifiers.

   ABANHFLEFT 1 - 0 SAN JOSE GUAYABAL
DOLAN (90+2')
SAN JOSE GUAYABAL
GK: 1 Costa
RB: 5 Maroto
RCB: 4 Coronel
LCB: 3 Navas (Canales - 73')
LB: 2 González
RM: 7 Ospina
LM: 6 Chávez
RW: 9 Salomón (Velásquez - 81')
LW: 8 Ochoa (Meneses - 59')
RS: 11 Santos
LS: 10 Palacios
ABANHFLEFT
GK: 13 Foulke
RB: 14 Warren (Osgood - 70')
RCB: 15 Hannibal
LCB: 18 Samaniego
LB: 16 Heaton
CM: 17 Vance
RW: 7 Prescott
CAM: 10 Torres (Mesbros - 86')
LW: 8 Singh
RS: 9 Stuart
LS: 11 Rousseau (Dolan - 80')

STATISTICS
Possession

Abanhfleft: 49%
San Jose Guayabal: 51%
Shots
Abanhfleft: 9 (3 on target)
San Jose Guayabal: 10 (4 on target)
Corners
Abanhfleft: 4
San Jose Guayabal: 4
Fouls
Abanhfleft: 20
San Jose Guayabal: 19
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Morning by Elbert Dovis

"Morning" said the sand crab hustled in the news,
"Actually," said the palm tree, "it's already afternoon.".
"What?!" said the sand crab, "This gives me the blues.",
"Cheer up, little crab" said the palm tree, "it'll be over soon.".

"Morning" said the starfish, tanning under the sun,
"Actually," said the sand crab, "it's already after 1.".
"Really?" said the starfish, "but I've only just begun!",
"Cheer up, little starfish," said the sand crab, "the day's almost done.".

"Morning" said the surfer, ready to crash into the sea,
"Actually," said the starfish, "the moon is on the rise.".
"Ah! A talking starfish!!" said the surfer, beating it mercilessly,
"Please sir," said the starfish, "you are only speeding up my demise!".

"Oh wait," the palm tree said in doubt,
"I can't tell time, so maybe it's morning after all,".
The sand crab looked up to the sky, seeing a circle stout,
For it was the lune, and the night was about to fall.".
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Postby Chromatika » Tue Jul 04, 2017 9:56 am

Chailanka 1-2 Chromatika
Lineup @ Chailanka: Elise; Ilya - Colbert - Lorenzo; Minke - Montague (C) - Berit - Etienne; Baumgartner - Mehdizade - Chesser. Subs: Kelly -> Berit ('62), Cameron -> Ilya ('73), Niro -> Baumgartner ('81)
Goals: Montague '11 assisted by Berit; Chesser '50 assisted by Etienne. Player of the Match: Frederic Colbert (12 tackles)

Silian Parker continued his aptitude for flirting with disaster but not losing any points as his squad, mostly made of the bench players recently called up, played an entertaining match away at Chailanka. Frederic Colbert was the player of the match, notching twelve tackles at key moments. Alyss Montague scored the equalizer after Halide Elise let in an early goal, and it was Alexandria Chesser who scored the winner.

Though conventional wisdom may say that Chromatika should continue to field the best of lineups, Parker wishes to give everyone a fair chance and the starting lineup much needed rest.

His experimentation continues with the same lineup, with Cameron starting, against West Angola. Will the streak continue?

Lineup vs. West Angola: Elise; Cameron - Colbert - Lorenzo; Minke - Montague (C) - Berit - Etienne; Baumgartner - Mehdizade - Chesser.
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Postby Starblaydia » Tue Jul 04, 2017 10:43 am

Part One: Takeaway
Part Two: Duchess
Part Three: Fidget
Part Four: Torque
Part Five: Omen
Part Six: Leap
Part Seven: Screams
Part Eight: Iota
Death was on the minds of almost every citizen in Starblaydia. They obsessed on the front pages over the death of Gianna Starblayde, the Lord-Protector's wife and the first such passing in the Lord-Protector's family for decades. The illness, the event, the funeral, the eulogy, the fallout, the shuffling of power and the steps into the public eye of her daughter, Korra Starblayde.

"Such a brave young woman,"

"I'm so proud of her, it's such a terrible thing."

"How can you possibly talk to the media after something like that, she's incredible,"

"Such a lovely girl, I'm so proud she's ours,"

"Korra Starblayde is a national role model,"

The praise for Korra came from all corners of society; it wasn't just the usual media talking heads, this was ordinary Starblaydi citizens on the street expressing their love and support for a young woman who had gone through a terrible tragedy in front of the nation's full glare. She had been interviewed in the evening, crying on the street outside the hospital for the assembled media and their torrent of flashbulbs. The doctors had then released the information that Gianna's fall tragic fall had been caused by fatigue from an undiagnosed case of severe anemia. Friends and relations were soon rolled out in front of the cameras to say that yes, Gianna had displayed all of the signs of anemia, but they didn't know them at the time until it was too late.

The new national health campaign was calling on men and women across the land to be tested for anemia, as it affected around nine percent of women and seven percent of men. Go to your doctor, Korra told us, get tested, if you're clear then stay around and donate blood because there's always a shortage. If you give blood once, then you're guaranteed to help between six and eight people stay alive in the next forty days. This is how long blood stocks can be kept, and how much of a turnover there was. Giving blood really did save a life, and if her mother's death was able to highlight the awareness across the nation, then it could save millions of lives, and that would be something Gianna would have been proud of.

It was almost a joke, Viannor thought, that a Vampire was telling a nation to donate more blood. It was funny to her, anyway, though she couldn't decide if it was ironic or not. On the back pages, the talk was still about death, but it was the Group of Death, World Cup 78 Qualifying Group 12, one of the most remarkable qualifying stories in recent years. It was something she was doing her research on.

It always looked to be tough, apparently, with Nephara heading up a group that had the meteoric risers of Mercedini, a hopefully resurgent Starblaydia plus veterans Sargossa and Darmen. Five nations who could consider themselves in with a shout of Qualification on any given attempt, with only two places up for grabs. Yet who was undefeated with a game to go before the mid-way point? 89th-ranked Darmen. Who looked like they might be cut loose and five brought down to four? Top-ten Nephara. The team that scratched and clawed their way to the top, knocking off the only undefeated team in order to do it? Starblaydia, of course.

Group 12 has been so close, with so many draws and four teams with just a single loss to their name? Every other Group seems to have one, or two standout nations that are dominating the qualifying. The 100% win teams like reigning, defending champions Vilita, Schottia, Semarland and Chromatika, never mind the undefeated teams, of which there are ten after the nine matches so far. Group 12's teams have managed to pick points off each other, hitting upset after upset until you can't even tell which team is supposed to be dominating.

Death was the key component, and for both of them, it prompted the possibility of a return to glory for a nation that has long slumbered in the depths of mediocrity. Viannor planned to capitalise on both.
Six-Time World Cup Committee President (WCs 25-33, 46-51 & 82*)
Co-host of World Cups 20, 40 & 80 • Di Bradini Cup Organiser
World Cups 30, 63 & 83 Runner-Up • World Cup 27 Third Place • 25th Baptism of Fire Runner-Up
Seven-Time AOCAF Cup Champions • Two-time U21, One-Time U18 WC Champions • Men's Football Olympic Champions, Ashford Games
Five-Time Cherry Cup Champions • 1st Quidditch World Cup Champions • WGPC8 Drivers' Champion
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Five-Time NS World Cup Champions (WCs 25, 28, 41, 44 & 47)

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