Somehow, the humble Vannish Futsal team had made its way to the gold medal game. Win or lose, the team that had been severely under ranked would be going home with a medal. Once again, the team they were playing against was ranked higher than them.
Just Ike in the 5-a-side World Cup, it was a question of how much longer they could keep up the streak. The fact of the matter was that a Vannish Futsal team would never be under ranked again.
Unfortunately, the team they had to play against had developed quite a reputation. During the previous Futsal tournament, there was an incident at one of the Havenic games. Someone was sniped while singing their national anthem.
The Vangazi were a whole different breed. It was an absolute guarantee that this sort of thing would not happen against them. They were humble, stoic and bold. Their ancestry was a mix of Scandinavian and African. With the sort of disrespect that the Havenic fans showed at that particular match and all its travesty towards justice, they would be watched closely at these games.
As a matter of fact, they were being watched right now. Something was brewing and security knew about it.
For this game, security would be beefed up. Whether it would be the military of Saintland, their police, or a private military corporation paid for by the Vangazi, no Havenic mischief would happen during their watch.
As for what was brewing, security knew about it. Apparently some fans believed they could outsmart X-rays and other security devices. Perhaps it was a ploy, a rouse on the part of Saintland. A dangerous plan to allow certain fans to sneak weapons in, so that they could all be picked off by sniper rifles... Only if they so dared, would they meet the nastiest punishments available.
The Vannish were here in equal numbers to the Havenic. This was their national sport. They remembered the events of the 5-a-side game. They would be just as loud and cruel as the Havenic chose to be. Everyone could either play sports and have a good time, or terrorist activity could occur and each and everyone responsible could be hunted down like rats by terriers..
But the average Vannish citizen would rather go about their day. Overall they were ecstatic that their little team made it into the gold medal game. This meant a lot for their rankings in future events.
This was the one sport that mattered to the Vangazi. Although they were underdogs, they would be competing for the gold, just like they ought to be.
Just to spite the Havenic, the extended version of the national anthem would be sung and it would be sung along to by each Vangazi in the crowd proudly.
OOC: I do not give permission for my fans, players or the person singing my national anthem to be sniped or otherwise maimed. There will be no god modding of my side..
