Several hours after the World Cup announcement, a smaller invited gathering occupied the well-appointed media center at the Dover Inn near the stadium. A somewhat more relaxed Tegan Nash was once more in the spotlight, together with Football Federation of Babbage general secretary Richard Valdemar.
Nash addressed the group. "Hello again, everyone. We have to stop meeting like this." After the expected chuckle, she went on.
"It's been a long day all round, so we will keep this short. There are two announcements. First . . ."
For a moment, the poised professional image broke as she visibly choked up.
"First, I have played my final match in a Bumblebees uniform."
The assembled listeners exploded into activity for a moment at the news, as the star midfielder gathered her composure again.
"There comes a time for each of us to move on, to progress. For me, that time is now.
"I will not yet be retiring from professional football. I am still under contract to Petardos S/A, and I expect to have one or two more good runs at the league title and the Champions' Cup there before that contract is up. Thirty-six isn't that old; look at Laborious Hawk.
"So why leave now? Why play for club and not country?" She turned to the other person on stage. "Richard has the other announcement; that may answer some of your questions."
Richard Valdemar strode to the microphone as Nash stepped to one side. Reporters exchanged puzzled looks and quick fragments of conversation in the interval.
"My friends," as the room silenced once more, "I have very good news for you."
"This afternoon, I asked Tegan to marry me. And she said yes."
Every camera in the room came to life. At Valdemar's gentle nudging, Tegan came up to his side.
"I don't have the words to describe how I feel. I miss Janice. I will always miss her. She was a tower of strength, an extraordinary mother, and my best friend. But we agreed many years ago that if one of us went home early the other should feel free to remarry. Andrea and Kenny know that," and he waved to his son and daughter quietly standing in the rear exit. "We told them about an hour ago, though I think Andrea knew this was going to happen before I did."
"Tegan is stepping down as Bumblebees captain because one of the two of us had to leave. Conflict of interest. She's subject to a regular selection process, and I would always be suspected of undue influence as long as she stayed. But not now."
The smiling couple turned to face each other. "Sweetheart," Richard began, "I think this is yours." He produced a ring from his pocket, and awkwardly settled it on the proper finger. One journalist started to clap, then another, then a roomful.


