Di Bradini Cup 32/U21WC53 RP/Roster/Scores Thread

[Felix]

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U-21 WC 53: Audioslavia Falls Three Goals To Nil Against Felix
By: Steven Smith

Felix is now two and o as they head towards their bye week in the group stage of the U-21 World Cup Finals in Equestrian States. The convincing shutout win against Audioslavia makes Felix and Darvale the only two undefeated teams that have also yet to concede a goal. That is great not only for this tournament but for future tournaments as Bernat Picasso is really starting to grow as a goalkeeper and has been flawless for the last two matches. Not only that be he has been maintaining this type form since the Olympics. Maybe it is a sign of things to come for Dusseldorf F.C and the national team? Anyways it wasn't just Bernat that has been shining it has also been our striker, Nicolas Costa which has so far scored three goals. But before we ruin the whole match for you let's just recap what happened here, against Audioslavia.

The goals started quickly for us as Felix took the lead in just 11 minutes with a stunning header shot by Nicolas Costa after some attractive and playful passing play in the lead up. It would be another 25 minutes till another Felixian goal was made as another Nicolas Costa shot resulted in the ball hitting the back of the net, this time the goal was from a well placed right footed shot after receiving a great pass from AS Cadillac star, Valériane Babineaux. Audioslavia attempted to respond and had a great chance in the 40th minute with a wondrous Caszely shot hitting the post much to the distain of the Audioslavian fans traveling to the Equestrian States. The halftime score in this Group D match, 2-0, with Felix leading against the Bulls.

The second half we saw Audioslavia trying to come back in the game and did with 5 opportunities from the 47th minute till the 53rd as Bernat managed to block four of the shots as the 5th one was went over the head of goalkeeper and had it not been Ulrika Kistner amazing bicycle kick to kick it out of harms way we could've seen a change in momentum of the match. But it seems like that miss had to do with something in this match as minutes later Gösta Ahlberg scored a great goal after a deflection from the keeper failed to get Audioslavia out of danger's way following a Rudolf Venetianer. 3-0 was the score it seemed all over. And it was neither team seemed to care or try anymore and the game ended a 3-0 scoreline despite later Audioslavian efforts.

So the game ended like that as we head towards the break week what can we expect when we next play? Well let's strike one thing off the list and that is the fact we will still be first. Unless Quebec somehow scores five goals against Kernansquillec I seriously doubt we are in danger of losing that first place spot. Audioslavia will be looking to put some breath in their dismal campaign so far with a win against once promising Tumbra which has yet to adjust to much tougher opposition (compared to the qualifiers at least). So what will the table look like? Felix will still have 6 and the lead in Group D while Quebec will get second with a win against Kernansquillec and Audioslavia will look to right ship with a win against Tumbra. The week after our break we face off against Tumbra before our group stage finale against Quebec which is the nation of berth for our U-21 coach, Ho Weon Han.

In other groups expect the races to get tighter in groups A, C, E and G as some teams in the race face byes this week and must play a little bit of catch to secure the position they want. In groups B and F expect these groups to be similar to ours were a bye week won't decide the outcome of first place but will certainly affect the race for second place. That's it from us this week, I hope we can continue our brilliant form as we get back to the pitch two weeks from now. Also, good luck to all the teams, you'll need it in your tight races for group supremacy. Until next week! Ciao.

[Equestrian States]

DI BRADINI CUP 32
MATCH DAY 3 RESULTS

Group A

Taeshan 2–7 Equestrian States
at Royal Equestria Stadium in Canterlot

Chiata 1–5 The Oaklands
at Star Stadium in Canterlot

  Group A                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Equestrian States            2   1  1  0    7   2  +5    4
2 Nephara                      2   1  1  0    3   1  +2    4
3 The Oaklands                 3   1  1  1    8   6  +2    4
4 Taeshan                      3   1  1  1    8  11  −3    4
5 Chiata                       2   0  0  2    3   9  −6    0

Group B

Blouman Empire 2–1 San José Guayabal
at Derby Field in Manehattan

Schottia 1–1 Darvale
at Manehattan Industrial Park in Manehattan

  Group B                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Darvale                      3   2  1  0    6   1  +5    7
2 Schottia                     2   1  1  0    6   1  +5    4
3 Blouman Empire               3   1  0  2    2   7  −5    3
4 San José Guayabal            2   1  0  1    4   2  +2    3
5 95X                          2   0  0  2    0   7  −7    0

Group C

Super-Llamaland 4–2 Jeckland
at Elements Stadium in Ponyville

Cosumar 0–1 Unified Sunrise Islands
at Sky-High Coliseum in Cloudsdale

  Group C                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Unified Sunrise Islands      3   2  1  0    8   6  +2    7
2 Super-Llamaland              3   2  0  1   10   8  +2    6
3 Zenic                        2   1  1  0    3   2  +1    4
4 Cosumar                      2   0  0  2    1   3  −2    0
5 Jeckland                     2   0  0  2    2   5  −3    0

Group D

Tumbra 2–0 Audioslavia
at Diamond Park in Stalliongrad

The Royal Kingdom of Quebec 0–0 Kernansquillec
at the Maple Bowl in Trottawa

  Group D                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Felix                        2   2  0  0    5   0  +5    6
2 Quebec                       2   1  1  0    1   0  +1    4
3 Kernansquillec               3   1  1  1    1   2  −1    4
4 Tumbra                       3   1  0  2    2   2   0    3
5 Audioslavia                  2   0  0  2    0   5  −5    0

Group E

Patistan 0–3 Mizuyuki
at Wild Grounds in Everfree

Semarland 1–2 Holy Republican Empire
at Shady Grove in Whitetail

  Group E                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Mizuyuki                     2   2  0  0    6   2  +4    6
2 Holy Republican Empire       3   2  0  1    7   5  +2    6
3 Filopines                    2   1  0  1    4   4   0    3
4 Patistan                     3   1  0  2    3   7  −4    3
5 Semarland                    2   0  0  2    1   3  −2    0

Group F

Nassau Hessen 0–2 United States of Devonta
at HarmonyLink Field in Seaddle

Polar Islandstates 0–4 Lymantatia
at Pony Lands Park in Manechester

  Group F                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Nassau Hessen                3   2  0  1    6   3  +3    6
2 Lymantatia                   3   1  1  1    7   5  +2    4
3 Devonta                      2   1  1  0    5   3  +2    4
4 Kiryu-shi                    2   0  2  0    6   6   0    2
5 Polar Islandstates           2   0  0  2    1   8  −7    0

Group G

Yttribia 0–3 Wolfbenz
at Apple Orchard Park in Appleoosa

Ko-oren 0–0 Darmen
at Salt Lick Stadium in Salt Lick City

  Group G                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Wolfbenz                     2   1  1  0    4   1  +3    4
2 Furellum                     2   1  1  0    2   1  +1    4
3 Ko-oren                      2   1  1  0    3   0  +3    4
4 Darmen                       3   0  2  1    1   2  −1    2
5 Yttribia                     3   0  1  2    1   7  −6    1

Group H

Abanhfleft 5–3 Farfadillis
at Thunder Palace in Oatlahoma City

The Sarian 3–2 The Calanian Union
at Point Stadium in Hoofston

  Group H                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 The Calanian Union           3   2  0  1    5   4  +1    6
2 Abanhfleft                   3   2  0  1   13   7  +6    6
3 The Sarian                   2   1  0  1    5   9  −4    3
4 Estenia                      2   0  1  1    0   1  −1    1
5 Farfadillis                  2   0  1  1    3   5  −2    1

[Nephara]

"Out of the Cup at the first round, while we lie sixteenth in the table. That's well below expectations. Our expectations. The ones we put together."
Karl Burnley - chairman of Westpike. Tess Riether had been called to his office with a message on her answering machine, in a clipped tone suggesting she wouldn't leave it with a job. He habitually wore expensive white suits, but today the jacket was up on the wall and he was down to a (still white) shirt, arms like hams jammed out of the sleeves. The shoes, though, were the same as ever - clacking on the floor as he walked around the table with the snarling ferocity of a predator.
"There's nothing to be concerned about," said Riether evenly. "I promised midtable."
"You promised progress."
"I never gave a timescale. I told you it could take two or three years, but we'd creep into the UICA places."
"You told me we were safe!" bellowed Burnley.
There was a pause.
"We are safe."
"No, Ms. Riether! Three points above the drop zone isn't 'safe!' You told me to focus on youth development and scouting resources, and the few signings you have made are failures. You promised security."
"I repeat, we are sixteenth. ... And our next match is at home against our local rivals, we're hardly likely to lose that when they're in the form they are."
"Hah! More empty promises!"
No. The only empty promise here was when I put pen to paper to sign a contract promising to give me time to work. "If you believe so."
"Why should I keep paying you your wages when you fail to deliver?"
"I-"
"You lied to me, Ms. Riether!"
Riether's hand smacked down on the table - and it almost made Burnley leap back. "Slander my ability all you like," she said, quietly. "But call me a liar again and as God is my witness I will blind you."
Burnley stood, and seethed - fists clenched. He'd been an amateur boxer in his time, and, well, that was plain enough to see from those arms. "One reason. Give me one reason I should keep you around."
"I've given you more than enough with my results."
A pause. "So that's it, then. That's all you have to say for yourself."
"You're going to regret this, Burnley."
"Get out of my office."

He regretted it. Without Riether, Westpike lacked a plan, or a consistent direction. And soon enough, they were relegated.
She spent the interim with her sister, Ingrid - a flamboyant woman living in the Southern Sunrise Islands, who generally wore loose, eye-searingly bright dresses and always called her 'The-re-sa', much to Riether's mild irritation. But even despite that, her support was invaluable, and it was a good time for Riether to regroup her thoughts and philosophies.

Three months passed.
Riether walked into her room and makeshift office, shrugging off her coat and throwing it onto the bed. She'd forgotten her phone as she'd been out - she'd missed two texts and a voicemail, apparently.

Theresa, please could you go out and get organic brown bread from the local shops? I simply must have it for tonight's meal, which will be fantastic!! xoxoxo

Lovely. But then, she should expect that from a woman who'd once used 'lol' to mean 'lots of love'. Tess hadn't bothered correcting her.

U woant bbride/huzband??!? many fisical gift up 4 buy 4 ur pleazur, very fisical plastik (or naturel!! ackordin 2 prefrence) option 4 citizen wont bride/huzaband, call 0666-420-690

Yeah. Sure. Skipped.
The third... the voice. From an unknown number. She clicked on it cautiously, hoping to avoid more talk of alleged 'fisical gifts'.
... Wait, is that Karl Burnley's voice? And she vaguely recognised the number... she'd deleted it from her phone after those events.
"Ms. Riether. This is Karl Burnley, chairman of Westpike - and I'll be level with you, I made a mistake firing you. But things haven't been so, uh... haven't been so hot since you left. And I'd like you back. I think you were right, you had a great thing going, we, uh..."
Riether hung up, leaned back, and for the first time in three months? She allowed herself a smile.

[The Inevitable Syndicate]

… We’re getting into the specifics now? Nice to see you’ve kept up with my work. I guess I wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t, right? Well, the incident with the girl happened a few weeks after I ran into Eagleface. I had done a few more jobs prior to this, constantly wary that I had been sent to see Eagleface in order to act as the fall guy for his job. Maybe he was better at what he did than I was? I didn’t believe that, not for a second, as I was a lot more discreet than he was. Up until the end, at least.

Anyway, I’m rambling. This job was, as you know, against the girl. Brief didn’t tell me what she’d done, but I found out later that she’d seen another one of our guys in action. I was, for this mission, the cleanup crew. Her house wasn’t too far from where I lived, so I hopped in the car and took a gentle drive over. See, this case had been delivered to my house, unlike the others. I knew that they had my phone number, but didn’t know at the time that they had my address. That creeped me out a little, and also meant that the repercussions they mentioned if I failed to take a job were actually a lot more serious than I thought.

So, I hop on over to the house, if you can call it that. It’s on the outskirts, so I’m assuming this girl was a recent mover to the area, waiting for her house to be built, as many people are nowadays. She lived in what I could basically call a shipping container, with some windows and a roof on. It wasn’t difficult at all to open the window, pop the case, assemble the pistol, put on the silencer, and enter the place. I guess my mistake was stopping to pick up the towels that I moved in the bathroom without gloves on, eh? That was the only mistake that I thought I made.

Eagleface, on the other hand, had made a bigger one. And that looked like it was going straight through the front door. As I made my way into the living room, I could see a figure hunched in a dining chair, clutching a gun in one hand and a bottle of vodka in the other. She was facing the door, arm pointed out, shaking. And on the floor beside her lay a man in a track jacket, pools of blood around him, eagle mask by his side.

At this point, I finally realise where she got the gun from, and why I’ve been sent here. Birds-for-brains was an idiot, as I found out at the club, and here he’d chosen the complete wrong entrance for his attack and couldn’t even overpower a young woman. Maybe she had the element of surprise? I know I did, and took aim at her shaking head as I pulled the trigger and dropped her.

I also had an idea. She had the same gun as I did, obviously standard issue for men and women in my line of work, and if I positioned her correctly, I could make it look like it wasn’t my fault. Wormeater ended up getting the blame for it, didn’t he? Or so I saw on the news. I was quite pleased with my efforts, actually, and it certainly fooled you lot for a while!

[Mizuyuki]

As the players trooped out onto the pitch, performing their individual pre-match routines, I cast a disapproving look at the dark, angry clouds that were forming overhead. The moisture in the air was all-pervasive, and allied to a sticky, energy-sapping humidity, made me feel like I was moving through treacle every single time I made the slightest of movements.

"It isn't looking good, Fuu. If it rains, our job will be that much harder - it's pretty damn difficult to execute a high tempo pressing game under wet conditions."

Doodling lazily on a tablet she'd borrowed off a staff member, Fuu blew her cheeks out and shrugged.

"Don't our hosts pride themselves on their weather controlling ability? Just get them to dispatch a pegasus over for the match; and bam, you're gonna get clear skies and thirty-degree heat in no time."

I shook my head. "I've already tried to get in touch with the authorities regarding that very issue. No luck; couldn't even get a hold of a pony who actually had the authority. Besides, we're slap in the middle of Everfree - the one place where the ponies' magic doesn't extend to controlling the weather."

Casting a glance over the pitch once again, I sighed.

"It's no good, we can't persist with our current setup. Takes too much out of the players, and given they're gonna be playing another match in a day's time, I can't risk burnout. Looks like we'll have to make a couple of tactical changes if it really does rain before kickoff."

"What kind of changes did you have in mind, Kaede?"

"Primarily getting our more industrious players out there. If it rains cats and dogs the pitch will likely be clogged up with water, and let's just say a muddy, soaking pitch isn't exactly where our more technical players flourish. These girls are tender little things, you know."

Fuu suppressed a laugh.

"That sounds like something a perverted old man would say while chatting up a high school girl."

I turned and threw my spiral notebook at her, and looked on with no small degree of satisfaction as it cannoned off her head and clattered onto the seat beside her.

"That'll teach you to say nasty things about your best friend."

"Hauu~" Fuu put on a show of crying as she retrieved the notebook and flung it back at me. I was considerably more prepared than she had been ten seconds ago, and I neatly caught the notebook with an outstretched palm as it arrowed past me.

"Anyway, to get back to the issue at hand; I think I'm going to stick Kurusu on for Iseya. She might not be as technically accomplished as Iseya, but she sure can cut it in a physical tussle. And perhaps we should rest Sakuranami and Samukawa too - they're our two leading lights, and I don't particularly savour the thought of either of them getting their boot stuck in a waterlogged pitch and breaking an ankle. Or tearing a ligament for that matter."

Fuu nodded alongside me. "Yeah, that makes plenty of sense. No point risking our key players for an ugly match like this."

"My thoughts exactly. It would have been an entirely different matter had we been playing against the likes of an elite team; say Felix or the Holy Republican Empire. But it's just freaking Patistan ... I think even Jeckland's horses would eat them for breakfast."

"Pretty much. The Patistanis really aren't up to scratch, even by the loosest standards; I still wonder how they managed to get the best of the Semars."

I allowed a snigger to escape me. "Perhaps the Semars just aren't able to mix it in the DBC, eh? Sure, they went on a perfect run in the qualifiers, but qualifying is inherently different than the real thing. You get the pressure bearing down on you like so many bricks; I'm not sure the Semars, inexperienced as they are, know how to deal with the mental aspect of things."

Fuu shrugged nonchalantly. "Any road, it's not our business to be discussing the Semars. We'll have plenty of time for that once we see this match through. Now, if you'd like to give me the matchday squad, I'll pop around and hand it in to the announcer. Let the players know, while I'm at it."

I smiled briefly. Fuu could tell; having spent the best part of a decade with her already, she could usually discern my mood with a glance. She knew that I was preoccupied with something; something that wasn't related to football, the match against Patistan. And I appreciated her for being willing to let me have some alone time before the match kicked off.

"Sure, I'll get you the squad." Rummaging in my backpack, I pulled out a piece of A4 paper and whipped out a pen, before furiously scribbling down the names of the players that would make the matchday squad.

"There ya go. Make sure you don't drop it, mind."

Fuu's only response was an arm held aloft by way of acknowledgement as she trooped down the tunnel, into the depths of Wild Grounds.

[Abanhfleft]

"This is not looking good, fellers."

"Don't mind if I agree with you, old chap," Godric Wexler replied to Georges Leblanc's exclamation. "Wait, what were we talking about again?"

"The game. The one that just finished."

"Oh, right." Wexler gulped down his bourbon and ordered another. "My mind was still on whom of these players we'll be able to bring into the League."

"Well, if you're still thinking of bringing in that Peter Jones kid, I don't have anything to say anymore," said Leblanc. "He's not saying yes or no himself, but I have a feeling that his club will say no, whether it's a transfer or a loan."

"What about that Medici guy from the Calanian Union, though?" Wexler asked. "He had a good game against us."

"And he had a horrible game against The Sarian today," Leblanc retorted. "3 goals conceded in 20 minutes. If I was managing the Calanians, that Medici would immediately be thrown into the reserve team to give him some time to think."

"Well, when you think about it," Wexler retorted, "The Sarian seemed to have finally gotten their shit together after they absolutely collapsed before us."

"Ah, that reminds me of what I've been wanting to say before you interrupted me so rudely, rosbif," Leblanc said. "We are in a bit of an impossible situation, our country is."

"Why? What's going on in France, frog?" Wexler said with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Damn you to hell, you Anglo-Saxon," Leblanc replied, also with a smile. "No, what I'm talking about is the team's situation right now. It's not bad, but it's also not good."

"Not good?" Wexler asked. "What couldn't be good with second place, 13 goals scored, and a +6 goal differential?"

"The fact that we're second place, Godric," Leblanc replied. "That's what bothers me. If only we hadn't lost to the Calanians, we'd already be comfortably on top of the group now."

"Well, what can we do, Georges?" Wexler asked. "That's football. It's inherently unpredictable. To tell you the truth, while I was hoping for an upset against The Sarian, I did not expect 7 goals in 11 minutes."

"Don't forget about the 6 goals in 6 minutes," Leblanc added. "Anyway, as I was saying, if we hadn't dropped that match against the Calanians, we would be comfortably on top of our group."

"Well, when life gives you lemons..." Wexler trailed off.

"We have to win against Estenia tomorrow, Godric," Leblanc said. "It's the Calanians' off-day, so we must win this game if we want to have a chance of going up on top of the group. And then we hope to hell that the Calanians lose their game against Farfadillis. I know it's a long shot, but it could be possible. It is football, after all."

"Well, that sounds just about right," Wexler said. "But who's gonna tell Radoslaw about it?"

"I sort of thought you could do it?" Leblanc said tentatively.

"Oh, no, not me," Wexler replied. "All right, here's what I'll do. I'll talk to Celerino, and hope to hell that he can get it to Radoslaw without being messed up on the way." They had both played "pass the message" during their childhood days.

FINAL RESULT: ABANHFLEFT VS. FARFADILLIS

            ABANHFLEFT 5 - 3 FARFADILLIS
RORY EDWARDS (7', 75')       #10 (44')
 VALERY ZOLNEROV (35')       #5 (54')
 CONNIE ANDERSON (57')       #17 (68')
    ZSOFIA DOLAN (78')

[Tumbra]

It was late at night.
Peter was on his portable computer. He should have been sleeping, as all footballers did, but he crept awake after nightfall.
His roommate, Ed Whittaker, had not noticed.
Silently, he accessed the "My Files" section of the computer.
Then to "Football", "Buisness and Legal" and finally he clicked on a simple .pdf file that read "CONTRACT".
Double-clicking on that file, it opened. Peter scrolled to the bottom page-there was no time for that legal jargon in between, it was what was in the final sentence that mattered.
He looked at it, read it, and then closed the file with satisfaction.
"This legally binding CONTRACT shall expire at the end of the Eighth of October, Twenty Four-Teen."
He was out of contract. A free agent.
Signing for Arsenal de Relenthi on a free could possibly be the biggest coup in the world.
But a competition would provide a sporting chance for both parties.
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FROM: Peter Jones (peterjones11@gmail.com)
TO: Godric Wexler (wexlerarsenal@hotmail.com), Quentin Robin (quentin_robin@karanoogamail.com)
SUBJECT: Out of Contract


Dear gentlemen,
I am now currently out of contract, which ran out yesterday, and invite both of you to attempt to sign me, or re-sign me for your clubs.
I shall listen to both parties before I decide to sign.
I hope this does not accuse me of being biased to another club, as this is an impartial signing.
Thank You,
Peter Jones.
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It would be enough. By three in the morning Quentin Robin, manager of the Karanooga Jet-Setters AFC, would be on his way to the Equestrian States with a contract. As, Peter hoped, would Godric Wexler.
It was a "competition", but he had already made up his mind.

[Zenic]

“Hmmmmm, is this really happening?”

The scene seemed almost impossible: a half-full football stadium with cheering fans ready for a match….that was competitive for only 10 minutes. The match was absolutely preposterous to begin with: a team of U21 players who would form the future strength of Zenician football going up against a bunch of horses. However, since the horses were the official squad of Jeckland and due to a misunderstanding, the match was allowed to start. Zenic got the ball to start the game off and tried to get off to an early start but couldn’t run around the horses or they would get startled. So the brilliant and calm Ljubo Jani, captain of the squad, asked for the ball and simply walked through the entire team of horses as well as walking into the opponent’s goal for the score.

With the method to success for Zenic found, the team was ready to rack up goal after goal. Yet Jeckland fans had another thing in mind as they started to boo the horses and throw their foods and beverages at them. This served only to startle the horses and cause them to start running all over the place as Zenic players dodged in-between as best they could to get to their bench. It was then that the officials realized that these were not, in fact, intelligent equestrians similar to those of the host nation inhabitants but simply ordinary horses. Unfortunately, they couldn’t call off the game unless of an emergency so they were forced to come up with an idea of what to do while animal control wrangled up the horses.

“I…I can’t believe it: we’re in the middle of the damn Di Bradini Cup and all of our players are…riding horses in the middle of a game?!” Brutus sighed as Assendorp complained, a bit disappointed like Assendorp but also a little disappointed AT Assendorp. After all, the players had just gotten the victory against Jeckland and their team of horses even though the match was still technically going on for another half hour. Plus, the officials had decided that Zenic would automatically win 1-0 and that any more goals wouldn’t count. They had also made the Jeckish staff to train the horses to not become startled so quickly and to at least move the ball around a bit so the horses would be ready for their next match. So, since the horses were already there and the Jeckish staff not really wanting to start an almost impossible training right away, they had offered the Zenicians horse rides until the official end of the game which most of the players chose to do.

Now, Assendorp was sitting alone on the bench while the players rode the Jeckish horses, the staff were in the locker room and Brutus watching the players as he stood beside Assendorp. The manager was reading a note file he had made on his tablet of the information they had on Super-Llamaland’s U21 team. Rumen Assendorp had done this that way he could take his tablet out wherever he was and look over it so he could strategize. “Well, from what the analysts back in the empire are telling me, regardless of what happens during our day off, if we win the game against Super-Llamaland, we will qualify for the next round,” Assendorp blurted out as he did not remove his eyes from the tablet. “Well, we certainly put ourselves in a good position with this win; I think we can afford to give the players this small bit of time off and have some fun,” retorted Cremona.

Assendorp only grumbled as he prepared his strategies for their next ACTUAL game: this time against Super-Llamaland.

[Schottia]

The Daily Worker
Di Bradini Cup Special
With three matches played so far in this year's Di Bradini Cup, The Daily Worker's own Marian McFadden takes a look at some of the stars of this current U-21 side who still remain unbeaten after two wins and three draws when including qualifiers.

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There must me something special about U-21s manager Jock Sonny. Perhaps he has some magic dust up his sleeve, because he seems to be able to get every last ounce out of his players and then some. After an impressive run to the quarterfinals of the Olympic games, and now five matches unbeaten everyone in Schottia will be starting to wonder how far they can go.

It has been well documented that Sonny in fact has a strong pool of players to pick from, and what many would call an unprecedented standard among Schottia's youngsters. These players include captain Eoin Killanen, a player with 26 full team caps and 7 goals, a player who has also been subject to an 8 million move to Vyrsaran side FC Zürich. There is also Till Ümann, another player with caps in the double figures and the No. 10 shirt at FC Soessch. Add to this two Handon United first team regulars, and a centre-back with over 100 first team appearances and it is easy to see where the results are coming from.

Jock Sonny

This is to take nothing away from Sonny, who as mentioned earlier, seems to have in effect galvanised the team. His no nonsense approach of tough tackling and effective counter-attack has been used to great effect in their matches so far, not least the 5-0 win over the Blouman Empire. Therefore, the next game against 95X has rightfully been the cause of much excitement in Schottia.

One of the biggest revelations in this tournament, and this season in general, is the form of Craig O'Maramy. The Warriors wonder kid has taken his excellent run of displays for his club into this the U-21's games and has caused defences all sorts of problems, getting on the score sheet three times in the process, taking his tally for the season to six.

Another player who has really come to the fore is Hollin central-midfielder Theo Crillin. The 21-year-old has really come of age this season and has been putting in performances with composure far beyond his years. His ability to anchor the midfield and turn defence into attack has led to flattering comparisons to Schottia captain Colin Donaldson.

Whatever happens over the next few weeks, it is already clear that Sonny has awoken something. The nation will now wait with baited breath to see how this exciting new chapter in Schottic football will be ushered in. Who will be the next stars to join Ümann and Killanen in the senior team?

[Super-Llamaland]

SUPER-LLAMALAND 4 - Jeckland 2

Jeckland (0-11-0): Eleven Horses

Super-Llamaland (4-2-2-2): Reginald Apostaza; Adrian Carmichael, Sebastian Myers, KJ Uecker, Michael Herleksson; Thom Raburn, Joseph Sarlanic; Joshua DeLorme, Sebastian Inriquéz; Kristopher Nilssen, Sebastian Merill

QUICK STATS

26% Possession, 2 shots, 2 on goal
74% Possession, 5 shots, 4 on goal

CAUTIONED: Horse (11', 35'), Horse (15'), Sarlanic (21'), Horse (23', 36'), Horse (34'), Horse (42'), Horse (40')
EJECTED: Horse (36'), Horse (35'), Horse (32')

JECKISH GOALS: Horse (25'), Horse (32')
LLAMANEAN GOALS: Nilssen (3'), Merill (6'), Inriquéz (8'), DeLorme (11')

JECKISH SUBSTITUTIONS: Horse for Horse (35'), Horse for Horse (55'), Horse for Horse (62')
LLAMANEAN SUBSTITUTIONS: Whetmyer for Apostaza (25'), Rasmussen for Raburn (32'), Smith-Reynolds for Uecker (36')

The Royals knew from watching Zenic that the one rule they had to abide was - do not startle the horses. Kristopher Nilssen, the captain, and Adam Castronova, the manager, made sure that the players were told repeatedly. They had set up a procedure to rout the horses - walk slowly past, tap the ball into the goal, hope the kickoff whistle didn't startle the horses, gently walk up to a horse and distract it while somebody else stole the ball and scored. Nilssen claimed first goal, while the others, eager to pad their stats, joined in. The order was set: Kristopher Nilssen, then his backup Sebastian Merill, followed by wingers Inriquéz and DeLorme.

Nilssen went first. He strolled through the horses and flicked the ball into the net with contemptuous ease. The horses began to chew at the pitch, uninterrupted by the whistle. Sebastian Merill's shot from thirty yards bounced into the net with a loud thud, causing the team to freeze. Nobody wanted a stampede on their hands. Inriquéz followed, ball gracefully darting into net, and after a horse trotted into the Llamanean goal, causing the team to freeze, Josh DeLorme banged a shot into the back of the net.

Thom Raburn was up next. He fired a long, drifting shot, the eyes of the Royals tracing its trajectory. Their blood all went cold at once. Raburn froze and stared at the ball, which arced into the crossbar with a loud clang, spinning out of bounds. The horses got a goalkick.

They didn't seem intent on using the kick though. One horse with a captain's armband neighed loudly and charged at Kristopher Nilssen. The captain froze, turned and ran into a second horse, which began to whinny. Inriquéz ran off the field, attracting another horse's attention. A Jeckish fan sensed opportunity and tossed his lucky carrot (the fan was very strange) into the Llamanean goal. The horses saw it fly. The stampede began.

ten minutes later

Reginald Apostaza hung over the crossbar, cuts and gashes covering his leg.

Sebastian Myers lay on the center circle with a bashed arm.

Joseph Sarlanic, holding his head in pain and wondering if he had a concussion, was given a yellow card. The horses had ran the full length of the field, the ball haphazardly smashed with a hoof along the way. It was nothing like the Equestrian States', tactical, beautiful "hoofball". This was fast-and-loose soccer, a discordant mess of cut hooves and dented balls.

The dented ball in question was replaced; three horses (and Sarlanic) were carded.

And then the Jeckish fans were tossing apples and carrots and other things a nonsapient horse might eat onto the field. The horses, upset by the shrill whistles and irritated by the yellow plastic taped to their legs, charged again.

a few minutes after that

The game was declared over at halftime. Four-two, the final score was. Seven horses had been given a total of nine cards, one red and eight yellows. KJ Uecker, Reginald Apostaza, and Thom Raburn, key parts of the defense, were all injured badly, while Joseph Sarlanic, Sebastian Merill, and Wictor Rasmussen were in doubt. Countless others had minor injuries.

The Royals' chances had just taken a big hit. No-one knew if they could recover from the horse stampede.

Formation to be Used for the Match Against Zenic

(4-2-3-1)
Alan Qin;
James Smith-Reynolds, Andrew Venafro, Michael Herleksson, Ryan Carmichael;
Noah Friederich, Joshua DeLorme;
Jesper Bogusevic, Sebastian Merill, Sebastian Inriquéz
Kristopher Nilssen;

More of a "who isn't hurting" lineup than anything, this will rely on the front line to have any sort of impact on the Young Survivor's not-too-strong back line. Kristopher Nilssen is dangerous, but Merill is not an attacking mid and Bogusevic's left-winger skills are shaky at best, having not played the position in three years. Friederich and DeLorme should help provide key support, but this leaves the makeshift back line of mediocre reserve Alan Qin and a hodgepodge defense of the inconsistent Smith-Reynolds, the constantly-carded Venafro, the injured Carmichael, and Michael Herleksson, who isn't best-suited to lead the defense from an uncomfortable position (that, sadly, would be Derrick Nelson.)

[Northern Sunrise Islands]

A mixed team. The Sunrisians didn't really see much of a challenge on shape of Cosumar, specially since they lacked a roster. "Why would we even bother when our opposition clearly does not?" said the coach, a bit before the game. Unusual names over the regular line-up. The amazonian beauty of 1,98 meters Eastern Sunnrisian Keith-Nieshmedsen on the net. Patistani-born David Gendaro on the left back, the rough minded Guilherme Radókzi and the swift Joleon Baines making up for the center-backs while memetic badass Redd Banner on the Right Back. Esvorpitan Buturovic on the defensive midfield, the Christophersson twins from Soluppgängen on the middle and Miss Alissa's product from Eastern Sunrise Henrietta Amalfitano on the offensive midfield. Deemed the "Player of the Future" from Flock Nation, Malenna von Kraus would then tie up the offense with... loudmouth C. P. Money, known from not being very cooperative. And boy, it did show.

First minute of the match, Money proceeds to drop one forward from Cosumar down to the ground with a push that was somehow not noticed by the referee. However, it wouldn't take too long for Money to end up landlocked by a couple of defenders. He would refuse to pass the ball, just kicking it outside. Money yelled, returning to his side of the pitch, being scolded by Von Kraus and eventually, an angered Silva Freire on the left of the field. The ball would reach Amalfitano's legs, who would then try to score one out against the Cosumarites, only for Money to jump on the way, blocking it, only to try a fancy bicycle kick, who would ultimately work... but not reach the net, as the keeper would knock it out.

The score would go almost unchanged, until Silva Freire had enough of C. P. Money's antics by switching him off the field for once Street-now Red Star Mardi recruit Matías Costa, who would prove himself to be a gamechanger. With a single strip of hair in the middle of his head, the teenager pulled the very same antics Namine Nagatomo used to pull back on her old days. Matías would eventually reach the net after a very fancy curved shot, causing the bench to clap on celebration... and Money to be noticeably pissed. One could hear from the crowd, the Southern Sunrisian vociferating all his hate for the Western Sunrisian forward.

"YOU'RE NOT BETTER THAN ME... I'M THE BEST IN THE WORLD!"

The game would end on a 1-0.

[United States of Devonta]

Number One In Group F Taken Down!
_{Perfect game played by the Devontan team taking down #1 team in Group F}

United States of Devonta 2-0 Nassau Hessen

United States of Devonta (4-4-2 Diamond): Vanburen, Styles, Benton, Rice, Martin, Hernandez, Crox, Edwards, Tallahassee, Adams, Madrid

Nassau Hessen (4-3-3): Unknown

Quick Stats:
59% Possessions, 11 Shots, 6 on goal
41% Possession, 8 Shots, 4 on goal

Goals: Madrid (63'), Tallahassee (82')

CAUTIONED: Adams (23')
EJECTED: --NONE--

Schedule:
MD1: Bye
MD2: United States of Devonta 3-3 Kiryu-shi
MD3: United States of Devonta 2-0 Nassau Hessen
MD4: United States of Devonta Vs. Polar Islandstates
MD5: United States of Devonta Vs. Lymantatia

---

[Wolfbenz]

The Kolbenz Times

Dire Wolves Take the Top of their Group After Beating Yttribia 3-0

Wolfbenz 3-0 Yttribia

Wolfbenz Scorers:
Olsson, 48'
Takala, 64'
Aldersflügel, 81'

Yttribia Scorers:
N/A

Appleoosa, Equestrian States- The Dire Wolves entered the group stage with low expectations, being drawn with well known international teams such as Furellum, the winners of last year's Di Bradini Cup, and Yttribia, the Co-Hosts of the last Cup of Harmony. Ko-oren and Darmen are expected to be tough challenges as well.

Instead, the Dire Wolves surprised us with a draw against Furellum, which may or may not have been affected by the War in the country, and we end up soundly defeating the Yttribians 3-0. Some of the people in the office that didn't see the game thought the Yttribians forfeited the match due to the result, but we won the game fair and square. Maybe that one call by the referee when Hugo Busch tackled that one player warranted more than a foul, but the game was won by us nonetheless.

In the complete beginning of the game, Yttribia dominated possession, and the Dire Wolves had a rare amount of opportunities at goal, but both teams defenses were playing well, and our players must've finally gotten used to the fact that there were in fact ponies in the stands, and that their water was not filled with hallucinogens by their opponents. The first half warranted many chances for the Yttribians, but Lennart Heikki was having a stellar game today, as well as the whole defense. The Yttribian defense has to be given credit where it deserves it, and they blocked some rare but deadly opportunities from the Dire Wolves, such as midfielder Maksim Ljung having a possible goal near halftime and having it blocked by one of the Yttribian defenders.

In the second half however, Wolfbenz started dominating the game, with their possession increasing and their passes becoming more accurate, which eventually led to Mikael Olsson's goal, assisted by a cross from Gøran Aldersflügel, which was volleyed in by Olssson into the top left corner.

Baldur Takala scored as well, blasting past the Yttribian defenders after receiving a through ball by Jeremias Blumstein in the Yttribian third of the field. Takala chipped the ball over the opposing goalkeeper when they came to take the ball from him.

The Dire Wolves final goal was scored by Gøran Aldersflügel, who received a header from a corner kick by Teuvo Keller in the 81st minute. The Yttribian team nearly scored against Wolfbenz in added time, but the striker shot the ball wide, and the whistle blew afterwards.

For their next match, Wolfbenz will be going against Ko-oren at Apple Orchard Park in Appleoosa, who are currently third in Group G.

[Equestrian States]

Massacre in Canterlot: Little Ponies Trample Lil' Knights
by Steve McNotapony

Taeshan 2-7 Equestrian States
at Royal Equestria Stadium in Canterlot, Equestrian States
Attendance: 100,794
Scoring:
Decima '3, '55
Rosewing '22, '47, '68
Larson Firebird '31
Apple Cobbler '56, '70
Taylor Van Zant '89

CANTERLOT - It was a night for records to be broken at Royal Equestria Stadium as the Equestrian States national under-21 hoofball team routed their Taeshani opposition in a stunning 7-2 victory. With the Taeshanis traditionally being known for their stingy defenses and this particular Equestrian squad being headlined by a handful of young defensive talents already with senior caps of their own, the clash between the two sides was widely expected to be a low-scoring affair. But after the Little Ponies' opening scoreless draw against Nephara a few days earlier, the capacity crowd was treated to a high-scoring thriller courtesy of the Equestrians' offensively-minded prodigies.

The Equestrian States didn't waste any time putting pressure on Taeshan's defense, with the Little Ponies surging forward looking to claim an early lead. It was a move which took just a couple minutes to pay off, as Decima intercepted a poorly-timed pass between a pair of panicked Taeshani defenders and casually tapped the ball by the helpless Wally Burnside into the corner of the net. Having conceded the go-ahead goal just three minutes into the match, the Taeshani Lil' Knights knew they had to respond or risk falling apart in front of a ruthless Equestrian attack. As the visitors pressed numbers up the pitch, the experienced Equestrian defense did its job perfectly, Rumble and Krysia Bailey each making a couple well-timed tackles that ended Taeshani threats before they could materialize, and kick-starting several promising counterattacks.

In the 22nd minute, after a spectacular diving save by Marilyn Peterson denied Peter Wiggin an equalizer, the Little Ponies stormed back down the field led by a determined Rosewing. A back-hooved pass to Apple Cobbler allowed Mignon Beart's pegasi striker to shake loose Orion Black before she darted into the penalty area and volleyed home the ball to double the Equestrians' lead. However, the Lil' Knights weren't ready to give up just yet, and a stunner off the foot of Larson Firebird narrowed the Little Ponies' lead to one just after the half-hour mark.

Although the Equestrians subjected the Taeshani goal to a barrage of shots, each and every attempt met its end before striking the back of the net thanks to the heroic efforts of Wally Burnside. However, the relentless nature of the Little Ponies' attacks on the Taeshani goalkeeper were wearing down Burnside, and another goal for the Equestrians seemed inevitable. And indeed it was, as Rosewing headed home her second goal of the match with her first attempt of the second half off a corner delivered by Krysia Bailey. The goal was a hammer blow from which the Lil' Knights would not recover, and the remainder of the match would be almost completely dominated by the Equestrians.

In the 55th minute, Decima claimed her second goal by threading the ball between the legs of two Taeshani defenders and the outstretched fingertips of Wally Burnside. Just seconds after the restart, Apple Cobbler would add to the Lil' Knights' misery by waltzing up the pitch with Dizzy Doo before blasting a shot into the back of the net which Burnside could only watch as it flew in. Desperation set in for the Taeshanis as manager Elijah Knickerbocker attempted to keep his players fresh by bringing in a couple substitutes off the bench, but a lack of defensive depth among his available reserves minimized his options to try and restore some of his team's dignity.

Meanwhile, the Little Ponies, despite a more than comfortable 5-1 lead with 25 minutes left to play, continued to look for goals. Rosewing completed her hat-trick in the 68th minute, rifling a lightning bolt in that rebounded off the crossbar and over the line to give the Equestrian States under-21s their first ever six-goal match. Two minutes later, Cornflower worked her way into the penalty area before crossing to the waiting hoof of Apple Cobbler who needed only to touch the ball to push it into the goal and the Equestrians were ahead 7-1. At that point, Equestrian manager Red Dwarf decided to have his team show some mercy to their thoroughly beaten and exhausted opponents, subbing Krysia Bailey and Apple Cobbler off to give Rose Petal and Zoey some playing time.

With the Equestrian States' pace slowed considerably following their seventh goal, the Taeshanis managed to put together a small handful of attacks in the dying minutes of the match, and Taylor Van Zant was even able to score a consolation goal in the 89th minute which would only slightly improve the Lil' Knights' ruined goal differential.

Next up for the Little Ponies is Chiata, whose team has struggled tremendously in their first couple matches and currently sits at the bottom of the table after being thrashed 5-1 by the squad from The Oaklands. With Equestrian morale soaring after such a massive victory, and Chiatan morale in the tank, the Little Ponies will look to earn the full three points from the encounter and take another step towards advancing to the second round yet again.

---

Match Report :: Match Day 3

 TAESHAN 2-7 EQUESTRIAN STATES 
Royal Equestria Stadium (cap. 98,625) in Canterlot, Equestrian States

Scoring:
 Decima '3 (Unassisted)
 Rosewing '22 (Apple Cobbler)
 Larson Firebird '31 (Josmer Medici)
 Rosewing '47 (Krysia Bailey)
 Decima '55 (Sparrow Body)
 Apple Cobbler '56 (Dizzy Doo)
 Rosewing '68 (Rosie Tyler)
 Apple Cobbler '70 (Cornflower)
 Taylor Van Zant '89 (Peter Wiggin)

Starting XI:
GK - Marilyn Peterson
DF - Krysia Bailey
DF - Rumble
DF - Sunlight
MF - Apple Cobbler
MF - Rosie Tyler
MF - Sparrow Body
MF - Boskenna Penhallow
MF - Dizzy Doo
FW - Rosewing
FW - Decima

Substitutions:
 Cornflower in for Decima '58
 Rose Petal in for Krysia Bailey '72
 Zoey in for Apple Cobbler '72

[Felix]

Free Media In Unfree Felix

U-21 WC 53: Tension Building In The FFA?
By: Steven Smith

With the fast start to his coaching tenure in the U-21 national team one might expect Ho Weon Han to be confident with his abilities. And you would be right, he fully believes this nation can have a great U-21 programme, but according to him in a recent interview with Channel 7 Sports he implied that Felix could use a change, not necessarily in the form of a new coach but in the form of a new training regimen, change in culture, and ultimately a change in strategy. He also was reported as probably hinting that his training style, team culture and strategy was better than Ishikawa's his senior national team counterpart. Felixians closely watching the events unfolding are very much unsure who to support. On one hand they have the legendary Mizuyuki-jin coach that has lead to two World Cup qualifications, two Round of 16 finishes, and a all time 12th in the multiverse ranking. On the other we have the fiery Quebecois coach who has had a splendid start so far in his career as U-21 Felixian national team coach. These two have officially divided public opinion.

Ishikawa was informed of this during a press conference before the Felixian national team begins to schedule friendlies. She was surprised by the comment but maintained her cool as always stating, "I have no opinion on the words said by Mr. Han. He can believe what he wants to believe despite the fact he is wrong about what he is thinking." a reporter began to ask why she said what she said and politely interrupted him saying that she didn't want to talk about the subject any more. Ishikawa certainly was disturbed by her associate's comments but it doesn't look like she is going to make a big deal about it until you realize Mr. Han fired back as soon as she made that reply via Chatter. "If I am just wrong about what I am thinking why don't you actually say one on one? @therealishikawa" That inflammatory comment certainly stirred the pot in the on the public spat.

So the question remains, is there a huge rift forming between the coach of the national team and the coach of the U-21 national team? Maybe, it's too early to tell honestly. It could just be something minor such as a disagreement between plans for the future, but then again it could mean something more serious is going on between the two brilliant coaches in Felix. Before sign off what should Kazuo Minami do? Pick a side? Stay neutral? He has been mainly ignored as he sets up his campaign for the U-15 World Cup but we would love to see his insight not only as a neutral but as a Felixian coach. That's all we got today, we'll keep you updated on what's going on here. Until next time, good bye.

[Equestrian States]

DI BRADINI CUP 32
MATCH DAY 4 RESULTS

Group A

Equestrian States 3–0 Chiata
at Royal Equestria Stadium in Canterlot

Nephara 2–0 Taeshan
at Star Stadium in Canterlot

  Group A                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Equestrian States            3   2  1  0   10   2  +8    7
2 Nephara                      3   2  1  0    5   1  +4    7
3 The Oaklands                 3   1  1  1    8   6  +2    4
4 Taeshan                      4   1  1  2    8  13  −5    4   E
5 Chiata                       3   0  0  3    3  12  −9    0   E

Group B

San José Guayabal 0–3 Schottia
at Derby Field in Manehattan

95X 1–3 Blouman Empire
at Manehattan Industrial Park in Manehattan

  Group B                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Schottia                     3   2  1  0    9   1  +8    7   Q
2 Darvale                      3   2  1  0    6   1  +5    7   Q
3 Blouman Empire               4   2  0  2    5   8  −3    6   E
4 San José Guayabal            3   1  0  2    4   5  −1    3   E
5 95X                          3   0  0  3    1  10  −9    0   E

Group C

Jeckland 2–3 Cosumar
at Elements Stadium in Ponyville

Zenic 4–3 Super-Llamaland
at Sky-High Coliseum in Cloudsdale

  Group C                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Unified Sunrise Islands      3   2  1  0    8   6  +2    7   Q
2 Zenic                        3   2  1  0    7   5  +2    7   Q
3 Super-Llamaland              4   2  0  2   13  12  +1    6   E
4 Cosumar                      3   1  0  2    4   5  −1    3   E
5 Jeckland                     3   0  0  3    4   8  −4    0   E

Group D

Audioslavia 1–2 The Royal Kingdom of Quebec
at Diamond Park in Stalliongrad

Felix 4–2 Tumbra
at the Maple Bowl in Trottawa

  Group D                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Felix                        3   3  0  0    9   2  +7    9   Q
2 Quebec                       3   2  1  0    3   1  +2    7
3 Kernansquillec               3   1  1  1    1   2  −1    4
4 Tumbra                       4   1  0  3    4   6  −2    3   E
5 Audioslavia                  3   0  0  3    1   7  −6    0   E

Group E

Mizuyuki 0–0 Semarland
at Wild Grounds in Everfree

Filopines 3–2 Patistan
at Shady Grove in Whitetail

  Group E                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Mizuyuki                     3   2  1  0    6   2  +4    7
2 Filopines                    3   2  0  1    7   6  +1    6
3 Holy Republican Empire       3   2  0  1    7   5  +2    6
4 Patistan                     4   1  0  3    5  10  −5    3   E
5 Semarland                    3   0  1  2    1   3  −2    1   E

Group F

United States of Devonta 1–1 Polar Islandstates
at HarmonyLink Field in Seaddle

Kiryu-shi 0–1 Nassau Hessen
at Pony Lands Park in Manechester

  Group F                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Nassau Hessen                4   3  0  1    7   3  +4    9   Q
2 Devonta                      3   1  2  0    6   4  +2    5
3 Lymantatia                   3   1  1  1    7   5  +2    4
4 Kiryu-shi                    3   0  2  1    6   7  −1    2
5 Polar Islandstates           3   0  1  2    2   9  −7    1   E

Group G

Wolfbenz 1–0 Ko-oren
at Apple Orchard Park in Appleoosa

Furellum 1–0 Yttribia
at Salt Lick Stadium in Salt Lick City

  Group G                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Wolfbenz                     3   2  1  0    5   1  +4    7   Q
2 Furellum                     3   2  1  0    3   1  +2    7
3 Ko-oren                      3   1  1  1    3   1  +2    4
4 Darmen                       3   0  2  1    1   2  −1    2   E
5 Yttribia                     4   0  1  3    1   8  −7    1   E

Group H

Farfadillis 1–3 The Sarian
at Thunder Palace in Oatlahoma City

Estenia 1–4 Abanhfleft
at Point Stadium in Hoofston

  Group H                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Abanhfleft                   4   3  0  1   17   8  +9    9   Q
2 The Sarian                   3   2  0  1    8  10  −2    6
3 The Calanian Union           3   2  0  1    5   4  +1    6
4 Farfadillis                  3   0  1  2    4   8  −4    1   E
5 Estenia                      3   0  1  2    1   5  −4    1   E

[Blouman Empire]

OOC: I know I missed the cutoff but since it took me ages to write this (on and off through six hours) I am posting it anyway, and probably would've made it if I didn't have to deal with idiot customers

THE EMPIRE TIME

Windard Clinches Winner

Luke Windard played the role of super sub as he sealed the Eaglets 2-1 win over San Jose with an 87th minute strike, giving his team a glimmer of hope leading into their final game. Henry Trustat scored the opener in what was a high tempo game which also saw Nicolas Jarvis equalise for his team in the 60th minute.

From the starting whistle both teams sought to take control of the game and assert their dominance with Oscar Pantoja and Henry Bean both picking up yellow cards early in the game. San Jose had the first shot of the game with Arbol Saucedo turning his marker and aiming the ball towards goal forcing Blouman keeper Lucernt to turn it around the post. While the Little Hurricanes managed to keep the ball in their attacking third were afforded little chances by the Blouman backline. The Eaglets first chance at goal came half an hour into the match with a counter attack from a corner, with Warwick Evoy taking the ball down the field before sending a through ball for Trustat who rounded the keeper and knocked the ball into the back of the net. The goal reinvigorated the Bloumans as they started to push forward more often though shots from Trustat, Bean and Liam Phughe were all denied by Javier Quintanilla. Down the other end of the field San Jose players were left fuming after the referee refused to grant a penalty after it appeared as though Ken Scrowly had brought down Jarvis.

The start of the second half saw the Little Hurricanes put the Eaglets under early pressure peppering the Blouman goal face. The continuous attacks finally paid off on the hour with Jarvis hitting the ball just inside the 18 yard box that rocketed into the opposite corner bringing the two sides level. Both sides were unable to break the deadlock despite the number of chances, Jarvis nearly doubled his lead in the 70th minute but scuffed the ball and it sailed past the wrong side of the post, Phughe was gifted the opportunity after an error by Daniel Coco but failed to capitalise and sent the ball into the stands. In the final substitution for the Blouman side Windard came on for the final 5 minutes replacing the lacklustre Phughe. Two minutes later he changed the game moving past two players and striking the ball just past Quintanilla’s reach. Winning the match and the vital 3 points needed.

The Empire play their final game against a winless 95X in what could be the final game of the season, a win will move them into second and will be hoping other results go their way. Blouman Captain Evoy emphasised the team’s commitment “We will continue to fight to move past the group stage, hopefully we can do enough to see off our opponents”.

[Nephara]

The thing Tess Riether respected most was having a point to prove.
And as far as she was concerned, the entire Nepharim youth system had that. She certainly had that - occasionally she still dreamt of being fired at Westpike, sometimes waking up in a cold sweat. And that was one thing.
Michael Kellard had it in spades.
He'd come from Rhagant's academy, but a bad thigh injury and they wanted nothing to do with the lad anymore. Disillusioned, he decided to start an apprenticeship, as a carpenter. It had taken a personal chat from Kurt Pallister, the Project +90 manager in Nephara who'd heard about him by chance at a pub, to convince Kellard to rejoin football - and since then, success had followed at every step. Success for Project +90. Then, success for Sabrefell Moths - the lad was surely not far from a regular starting berth. And now...
He was a lanky bloke - tall and lean, with a distinct eye for goal and a way of getting into the right places with great pace and brute force. 17-year old Andrew Chesnut, it seems, was assigned directly to mark him. The poor Taeshani bastard didn't get a sniff all game.
This was not, in many ways, a typical Taeshani outfit. Neither Cormorants nor Magpies had ever played the nation before, but their reputation as an excruciatingly dull, defensive side preceded them. This team, however, was different. The Little Knights went forward in a quick, aggressive 4-3-3, their best players focused in forward roles, while it was left to 15-year old Gordon Bombay to anchor the left. Beckett and Teagan, both 21, had both been ordered to beast him until he came apart at the seams.
Kickoff, and the Little Knights found themselves beset on all sides of the pitch by a far tougher physical presence. Credit where it was due, however, they did get the first good chance of the game - when Wiggin was chopped down brutally in the 8th minute, forcing a substitution for the fantastically-named Everett Eskandarian, Asher Victorious' free kick cannoned off the woodwork. Corren might've had it covered, but it was closer than anyone wanted.
Still, from that point everything went to plan. A frustrated Taeshan continued to attempt to thread passes through a compact, rock-solid defence, and when they overextended, the Magpies counter-punched. Matheson, one-on-one against Burnside, somehow contrived to lob over the net altogether, but it was from a corner (stemming from another counterattack - a long clearance found Elaine Ashdown, whose strike had been parried away by Burnside) that they found the opener. From Ashdown's corner, Kellard outleapt and outmuscled an off-balance Chesnut and headed in from the centre of the penalty box.
That only forced Taeshan on, but there were just five minutes left until the interval, and the Magpies easily held onto their lead thanks to a decent Corren save. And in the second half (Ritter was brought off for Larkland, since he was on a caution for the Wiggin injury) Taeshan seemed to have lost a step, a bit of rhythm. And the Magpies took full advantage, surging forward in numbers.
This was Burnside's time to shine, however. Matheson proved ineffectual yet again, firing tamely into Burnside's hands from ten yards and skying the ball more high than forwards from fifteen. To nobody's surprise, Maddon was brought on in his stead in the 56th, and Burnside had to get down well to parry her shot. Ashdown threatened too, and Kestrel nearly scored at a very narrow angle. But it was Kellard, lurking on Chesnut's shoulder throughout, who always threatened a goal most. Kellard with his point to prove, who hadn't scored in either game prior and was coming off a fairly poor performance last match bar one spectacular shot, and that had been met with an even more spectacular save from Peterson. And Kellard in the right place at the right time, taking an Ashdown pass on the chest, casting Chesnut aside like a rejected second-hand coat and smashing the ball into the ceiling of the net.

Riether put down her terrible, scratchy pen, and nodded benevolently at the celebrating striker. No notes for now - for now, they could relish a victory.
And surely, just surely, they had to beat Chiata next match. If they managed that, then, well... they were clear. And the future for Tess Riether, for Michael Kellard, and for football in Nephara... was bright.

[Filopines]

"Mr. Croydon, your daily newspaper."

"Thank you, Kelre. Have a great day."

"You too, Mr. President." Kelre exited the room and shut the door behind her.

Croydon immediately turned over to the back of the newspaper to check the latest sporting results. He eyes opened up in shock. He read out loud:

Mizuyuki 7 points
Filopines 6 points
Holy Republican Empire 6 points

"We must make this known to every Filopinian citizen. The entire country needs to throw their support behind the under-21 team." He pressed his buzzer. "Kelre, get in here, please."

"Yes, sir?"

"Tell the Vice President to send out a letter to every home in the country."

"What shall the letters say?"

"Write down exactly what I say, Kelre. Starting... Now. 'Citizens of the Nation of Filopines, you have two choices to make. Travel to Equestrian States as soon as possible to watch our fellow countrymen compete in the Di Bradini Cup OR watch the final group match against Semarland. Each town or city will have a specified meeting place to watch the game if you do not have a television in your home. Be there or be triangle.' Have you got it all down, Kelre?"

"Uhh, Mr. Croydon?"

"What is it, Ms. Spencer?"

"Um... isn't it 'be there or be square'? Not 'triangle'."

President Croydon got up out of his seat.

"Um, I'm really sorry if I offe-"

President Croydon bursted out in laughter. "Just messing with you, Kelre. However, I'm disappointed you did not laugh at my joke."

"I-I-I'm sorry, sir. Next time you tell a joke, I will most definitely laugh."

"That's absurd, Kelre. Only laugh when you actually think what I said was funny."

"Yes, sir."

"Now did you get all that down?"

"Yes, sir."

"Keep the triangle joke in there. The people are going to get a laugh out of that."

"Is that all you need, sir?"

"Leave this room, immediately!"

Kelre speedily walked out the door.

President Croydon laughed for the rest of the day.

[Polar Islandstates]

A hundred apologies for tardiness.
My groupmates can at least use this roster for backdating their records if they keep any.

Team Name: The Greater Valhallan Federation of Polar Islandstates U-21s
Citizens are: Valhallans/Polarians
Team Nickname: The Chicks (as in, baby Terns)
Official Supporters Group: The Twitchers (as in, birdwatchers)

KIT COLOURS:
HOME - AWAY - KEEPER

"Hello, good afternoon, and welcome to this special sportnyheter.vu bulletin on the u-21s national football team. When they say that life in the u-21s prepares you for life in the senior side, they're right. In youth football the result isn't always the thing that matters most, it's how you play and how you learn that counts. If you win, then all the better, but the aim is to learn, to train, and to do what the seniors do. Last tournament was the first in charge for former Tern and all round good-guy Ole van Jendrisen, and it's fair to say that he's got some work to do if he wants to emulate the successes that van der Riise had. That said, he has everything he needs at his fingertips and even if it doesn't work this time around, the potential is there. Good vintage? Let's find out."

GK
#1 - GK - Dimitar Brandt-Caledon - Age 21 - Holdenberg (Eura)
#12 - GK - Mateusz Rosenmeyer - Age 21 - SK Aasiaat Harbour
#13 - GK - Simonen Perre - Age 19 - Hospitaliers
"The number one jersey has been handed to Brandt-Caledon since Vincent Mohr's age becoming too high, marking one of the few times a player who has never played for a Polarian side has been such an important player for a national side. Rosenmeyer also keeps his place in the team, whilst young Perre has had his confidence boosted by a handful of appearances in Divisjon One this past season."

DEF
#2 - DR - Teitur Ronkainen - Age 20 - RSK Longyearbyen Town - CAPTAIN
#3 - DC - Iosef Winter - Age 19 - SK Aasiaat Harbour
#4 - DC - Amadeus Finn - Age 21 - Barbury Town (Apox) - Vice-Captain
#5 - DL - Asgeir Atlason - Age 21 - FC Axel Heiburg
#18 - DR - Wojciech Helgeland - Age 21 - Northbrook Diamonds FK
#19 - DL - Eirikur Sigurdsson - Age 20 - East Franz Athletic
#21 - DC - Iosef Miroshnichenko - Age 19 - East Franz Athletic
#22 - DC - Victor Otkupshchikov - Age 20 - Hospitaliers
#23 - DC - Klaus Borgen - Age 20 - RSK Longyearbyen Town
"Amadeus Finn's move to Barbury Town of Apox certainly hasn't appeared to have hurt his international chances any, and long with Teitur Ronkainen they he makes up an experience leadership team in the back row. Iosef Winter has caught the eye in Aasiaat's reserve team this year, and a first team breakthrough surely isn't far away for the youngster. Others in this line-up, like Atlason, Helgeland, Sigurdsson, and Otkupshchikov are all first-team regulars in the top flight, with Klaus Borgen and Miroshnichenko looking like excellent prospects."

MID
#6 - DMC - Oscar Einvoldsen - Age 20 - FC1. Bjarnarey Flotilla
#7 - AMC - Boris Jenssen - Age 21 - Red Star Severny
#8 - MC - Sim Lefebvre - Age 19 - FC1. Surtsey Island Gulls
#14 - MC - Alexsandr Kiriyenko - Age 20 - East Franz Athletic
#15 - DMC - Karl-Franz Klemmensen - Age 19 - Jan Mayen Islanders
#16 - AMC - Johannes Skjoldebrand - Age 20 - SC Kiel
#17 - MC - Mikkel Moen - Age 20 - Northbrook Diamonds FK
"It's all change in the midfield meanwhile, as the last of the Red Star 'Golden Generation' is one of only two to have retained his spot. Kiel's Johannes Skjoldebrand is the other to accompany Boris Jenssen from the last team. Of the newer inductees, it is Kiriyenko and Lefebvre about whom the most tongues are wagging, with both having a series of fine performances in Divisjon One from last season as their respective clubs turned to youth in injury crises. Einvoldsen is something of an unknown quantity after his loan at Lokomotiv Barentsberg last year, but Moen and Klemmensen will both be known to followers of top flight Polarian football."

ATT
#9 - ST - Amyr Rosenmeyer - Age 21 - SK Franz Josef City
#10 - ST - Finn Kirkkegaard - Age 21 - SK Nasjonale Hauker
#11 - TQ - Kjartan Grindstrom - Age 19 - SK Franz Josef CIty
#20 - ST - Johannes Huso - Age 19 - Franz Josef Young Boys
"Up front, Amyr Rosenmeyer has taken the place in the starting line-up vacated by Rauno Bickermann, who has of course graduated to the Copa Rushmori winning Terns side, and he'll be hoping for a similar transition, I'm sure. Partnering him again will be Finn Kirkkegaard os Nasjonale Hauker, with the more supporting exploits of Grindstrom and Huso available from the bench. Interestingly, all four are based in capital city clubs... assuming you count Sogne as an extension of Franz Josef City. Which it more or less is."

Probable Starting formation: 3-3-2-2
------------------------------ Brandt-Caledon ------------------------------
------------------- Winter ------ Finn ---- Otkupshchikov ---------------
---- Ronkainen --------------- Einvoldsen ---------------- Atlason -----
------------------- Jenssen ------------------- Lefebvre -------------------
----------------------- Rosenmeyer -- Kirkkegaard -----------------------


Modifier: +1

The opponent can...
Choose my goalscorers? Yes
Godmod scoring events? Yes
RP injuries to my players? Yes, within reason, and I reserve the right to change the severity in a follow-up RP
Godmod injuries to my players? Yes, as above
Hand out yellow cards to my players? Yes
Hand out red cards to my players? Yes, but only 1 per match
Godmod other events? TG me first, but I'm always open to ideas

[The Inevitable Syndicate]

What was the worst job I did, you ask? You already know the answer to that. You were there, weren’t you?

I got the phone call on a Sunday morning. I was asleep when it rang, so I checked my answering machine. I was supposedly attending a birthday dinner for my niece, so I needed to bring a present and wear my best suit. Lo and behold, the present had been delivered outside my door. I opened it. Inside was my standard issue, and an address. The town hall. A time. 3pm.

I shaved, did my hair, and put on my suit. I grabbed the address card and flipped it over. It was an invitation. Of course, you know exactly what it looked like. You got one too. I stuffed it in my blazer pocket, expecting to have to whip it out when I arrived. I sighed, knowing this would be difficult, and killed some time before eventually getting in the car and going to the hall.

I didn’t park in the car park - instead I parked around the back. There was a low wall that was easily scalable, so that was going to be my escape route. I slunk around to the front, put a smile on my face, and walked up to the man outside. He was smoking, which seemed a little odd. I asked him if he was stressed, and he looked at me as if I should have known him all my life. This was my first mistake. I should have known him. He was one of the two, and she was late. I’ve heard in some nations it’s typical for her to be late, and I told him that because she was half Legalite, she’d probably adhere to their laws. He laughed a little, patted me on the back, and told me to go inside and join the rest.

I didn’t know which side to sit on as I entered the registry office, but I did see a table of gifts in the corner. I placed mine on the table, and sat down. Talked to a lovely woman who seemed to be a bit too clingy for my own good, and sat through a lovely service on what was probably the happiest day of my target’s life. It was also his last, but hey, at least he got to go out on a high note.
I hate wedding receptions. And after this one, I will never go to one ever again. The reception was upstairs, which I thought was too Mertian to be true. They’re always having things next to things, like their houses next to their shops. I never got that. Don’t any of you enjoy walking? The bride didn’t enjoy walking upstairs in her heels, I’ll tell you that, as she complained twice after she sat down in the reception room.

It was quite a big roo- You were there, I don’t need to tell you what it looked like. Tables around the edge, dance floor in the middle, food, cake, blah blah blah. I wanted to get this over and done with, but unfortunately I picked the most dramatic moment to do the deed, didn’t I? The cake cutting. I didn’t know they were cutting the cake then, and I also didn’t know that the bastard’s reaction to hearing a gunshot is to pull his wife close to his chest, therefore putting her in the path of the bullet…

I didn’t want her to die. To be honest, I didn’t want him to die. Apparently he had information on the group, and needed to be dealt with. I assumed that he would have told it already, what with him getting married to the daughter of the head of the police precinct, but I felt I had to do what I had to do.

I fled the scene, jumping the low wall and hopping into the car. Nobody important saw me after I left, as they were all at the wedding, and probably too shocked to see that someone had the gall to pull this off. I got home, slumped onto the sofa, and… Well, I can’t really remember what I did after that. I think that was the turning point for me. The day I killed an innocent.

Of course, to you, they were all innocents, but nobody stopped to think about my innocence. Once I found out about the overarching plan, I did want to try and stop it, but that’s for another time…

[Mizuyuki]

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U21 football - Scoreless draw sets nerves on edge
Little Nova need to avoid defeat in final match to progress from DBC group

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EVERFREE, Equestrian States - An oddly profligate Little Nova team squandered a host of golden chances to sew up early qualification as they battled to a scoreless draw with Semarland. Young stars Sasaki Suzuno and Inoue Haru, given a rare chance to impress in the starting XI, failed to make their mark on a dull game as an efficient Semarlandic defence shut down the Little Nova's attacking players with the minimum of fuss.

Managerial duo Shirazaka Kaede and Kiriyama Fuu, who made wholesale changes for the Semarland match, refused to comment on speculations that their rotation policy for the match, which saw a host of regular starters such as Sakuranami Koeda, Samukawa Shizu, Miyashiro Tsubaki, Kihara Sumire and Uryū Kaori given a rest ahead of the decisive final group match against the Holy Republican Empire, was a mark of disrespect towards their opponents.

The Little Nova had the better of the chances throughout the game, but they were often forced on the back foot by a hardworking Semarland, a threat on the break; the best chance of the match came when Inoue tested the Semarlandic goalkeeper, Valbuena, with a ferocious shot that was only just tipped around the post. On the other end of the pitch, Kashiwagi had a scare when Diego Snow blasted a rocket of a shot past her far post; and nearly conceded a goal minutes afterwards when Erik Moss rounded her and calmly passed the ball into the net, only for the assistant referee to flag for offside.

Like any match of few clear-cut chances, the play was cagey and the passing on show largely limited; on this evidence, Shirazaka and Kiriyama will have plenty of work to do before the Little Nova face Rule Theriault's Holy Republican Empire next. The permutations are largely simple; pick up at least a point from the Republicans, and the Little Nova will be through to the knockout stages. Lose, and they will have to hope that their other rival for qualification, Filopines, drop points against Semarland in order to ensure qualification.

The Little Nova remain in control of their destiny. A favourable result against the Holy Republican Empire will see Shirazaka and Kiriyama justified in their use of a rotation policy, while a loss and subsequent elimination will leave the duo, and Mizuyukian football enthusiasts, ruing the managerial combo's decision to do so. It is squeaky bum time for the Little Nova, and they will have to show their true mettle in their next match, which is set to be the first acid test for this cycle's DBC squad.

[Furellum]

Chapter 1:The Arrival
Chapter 2: War Plans
Chapter 3:Into War

Out of the Fire, into the Cauldron
Rodenia was a bloody mess at the best of times. Close streets, dark alleys, and bridge after bridge spanning the river until there was hardly any of it left to see. There was a city underneath too, dark doors under the bridges and along the riverbank, ancient tunnels and hidden places. Now though, the river was running red with blood, and there was a fire blazing unheeded in at least one thatched roof, ending pillars of smoke into the air. Dobroslav Anghelescu, colonel of the Corvidae State Army, gave his orders. These men down that street; those forces down there, check the houses on both sides; a runner, sent to find out what the army on the other side of the city were doing. Dobroslav barked his orders madly, desperately hoping he was doing the right thing. He was out of his depth, and he knew it.

He hadn't expected the city to put up a fight. They were only looking for the Cardinals and those loyal to them - the common folk were of no concern to the Corvidae. They were not invaders; hell, thought Dobroslav, I've been here before on holiday. Once, back when Leontiy was young, he had taken his son and wife on a cruise dow the Rode. That had been the idyllic days. Now his wife was long dead, and Leontiy was off somewhere playing football - a land of talking ponies, he had told Dobroslav. Dobroslav had wondered what was so special about that - walk for two hours out of Altsby and you could see all the talking equines you wanted. Still, Leontiy seemed happy, which Dobroslav was glad about, and he was also safe. Unlike his father, who narrowly missed leaving his son an orphan after a crossbow bolt flew between his ears. He ran for cover, then raised the mad beast of his rifle and let it voice its deadly roar.
Two of his men came to his aid, firing their rifles. Dobroslav realised that he'd sent all his forces away; suddenly they were the only three Corvidae forces in the area. The shots were fired from the upper levels of a house across the river, and there was a lot of open space between them and the building. With his men, Dobroslav had managed to get behind the low parapet wall that lined the river wall, but they were pinned down. They couldn't move back the way they came, and the wall was broken by a bridge at about five metres either side. If they moved out onto one of them, the archers would cut them down. Dobroslav weighed up their options; it was a tough fix. He remembered something Leontiy had told him about football. Sometimes, you can get away with the unexpected. The element of surprise was still on his side, if he could use it. An idea formed, and he passed the message on to his two soldiers.

The assault rifle roared as it sent fiery darts towards the window of the house. Dobroslav wasn't concerned with trying to hit anybody; as long as they kept their heads down long enough for the plan to work. On his signal, his two compatriots through themselves over the wall, diving into the water in one smooth movement. Dobroslav waited until he hear the splash, then stopped firing and dived in after them.

He rose, coughing and spluttering from the murky water. He'd dropped his rifle, and he could feel the combination of wet clothes and wet fur dragging him under. He fought to say afloat, but his feeble struggling only churned the water about him. His head went under, and water went into his mouth. Just as he thought he was going to drown, he felt a hand grab him around the waist and pull him to the surface. Gasping for air, he looked around and saw his rescuer was a burly otter, one of the two men he'd sent over the wall minutes before. The otter swam with him to the river's edge, and pulled him up onto a small wooden jetty.

Dobroslav looked around. The jetty they were on led to a stone walkway running along the river. One one side was the water, on the other a high wall that was topped by the parapet he'd just leapt over. Overhead, the many bridges almost blocked out the sun. Down here it was dark, wet, and quiet. Dobroslav looked around, but there was no obvious way to get up. He sighed. They'd just have to do some exploring. Resolutely, he picked a direction and started heading along the walkway, with his fellow soldiers following behind.

[Felix]

Context | Previously

Cato, Felix

It was the final "battle" of the Felixian Civil War the final defensive lines from the Nationalists collapsed and the troops were retreating to Cato only to get quickly penetrated by a fast moving and ruthless allied attack into the city. Eventually the small pockets of defense fell to attacking force and it was only the headquarters of the Nationalists that managed to resist the attacks of the allied forces. For the next few nights the "Felixian Army" regained some territory but it was meaningless as ammo, morale, and food supplies were low. Eventually the new Nationalist leadership decided to disarm themselves in 10 days meaning all over Felix Nationalist forces should surrender their arms to allied or rebel forces.

Outside the Nationalist HQ, generals Limbaugh, Bolívar, Förstner, Mejuvi met for what seemed to be the last time as the four brightest tactical minds in Felix were in a big tent to discus final plans such as how to enter the building and what to do if they captured Lazzaro Passerini. They discussed for 5 days and on the 6th day decided to capture him and let the Security Council decide his fate rather than succumbing to revenge and killing him when they saw him. On the 7th they finally entered the HQ and found Nationalist troops surrendering along with some chief aides of Lazzaro and some generals. Yet, there was no sign of Lazzaro himself or Mario Bellini, a high valued second hand of his.

They finally reached the area of the headquarters where the teleportation devices were located, except the allied forces didn't know what it was at first as the teleportation device was badly damaged probably in an attempt to either hide evidence or hinder the efforts to capture Mario. The four generals congregated in that room looking at the mysterious machine and were equally as confused on what was going on in this room. While they were waiting news came out of Lazzaro's rapped up body being found. Confirming that Lazzaro was killed by his guards or committed suicide and offered a hero's "burial". The search for Mario seemed to last for days but there was no sign of the 2nd hand man. More worrying is the fact many leading generals and scientists were missing too. Everyone looked at the mysterious damaged contraption and it looked like that thing held the answers.

More frightening news started to creep out as the HQ was cleaned out for evidence as a series of folders, classified documents and other things revealed Corvidae Felix had a secret colony in the AO. It was called Mendoya and it was planned to be the secondary home for the Nationalists should their plans fail here in Felix. It seemed the mission of the four generals wasn't over yet. They needed to sail all the way to the AO to confront who ever was in Mendoya, the mysterious and "newly discovered' colony of Felix.

To be continued...

[Equestrian States]

DI BRADINI CUP 32
MATCH DAY 5 RESULTS

Group A

Chiata 0–4 Nephara
at Royal Equestria Stadium in Canterlot

The Oaklands 1–3 Equestrian States
at Star Stadium in Canterlot

  Group A                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Equestrian States            4   3  1  0   13   3 +10   10   Q
2 Nephara                      4   3  1  0    9   1  +8   10   Q
3 The Oaklands                 4   1  1  2    9   9   0    4
4 Taeshan                      4   1  1  2    8  13  −5    4
5 Chiata                       4   0  0  4    3  16 −13    0
Equestrian States ahead of Nephara on goal difference
The Oaklands ahead of Taeshan on goal difference

Group B

Schottia 1–0 95X
at Derby Field in Manehattan

Darvale 1–3 San José Guayabal
at Manehattan Industrial Park in Manehattan

  Group B                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Schottia                     4   3  1  0   10   1  +9   10   Q
2 Darvale                      4   2  1  1    7   4  +3    7   Q
3 Blouman Empire               4   2  0  2    5   8  −3    6
4 San José Guayabal            4   2  0  2    7   6  +1    6
5 95X                          4   0  0  4    1  11 −10    0
Blouman Empire ahead of San José Guayabal on H2H points

Group C

Cosumar 0–0 Zenic
at Elements Stadium in Ponyville

Unified Sunrise Islands 5–2 Jeckland
at Sky-High Coliseum in Cloudsdale

  Group C                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Unified Sunrise Islands      4   3  1  0   13   8  +5   10   Q
2 Zenic                        4   2  2  0    7   5  +2    8   Q
3 Super-Llamaland              4   2  0  2   13  12  +1    6
4 Cosumar                      4   1  1  2    4   5  −1    4
5 Jeckland                     4   0  0  4    6  13  −7    0

Group D

The Royal Kingdom of Quebec 0–0 Felix
at Diamond Park in Stalliongrad

Kernansquillec 2–5 Audioslavia
at the Maple Bowl in Trottawa

  Group D                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Felix                        4   3  1  0    9   2  +7   10   Q
2 Quebec                       4   2  2  0    3   1  +2    8   Q
3 Kernansquillec               4   1  1  2    3   7  −4    4
4 Tumbra                       4   1  0  3    4   6  −2    3
5 Audioslavia                  4   1  0  3    6   9  −3    3
Tumbra ahead of Audioslavia on H2H points

Group E

Semarland 4–2 Filopines
at Wild Grounds in Everfree

Holy Republican Empire 3–3 Mizuyuki
at Shady Grove in Whitetail

  Group E                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Mizuyuki                     4   2  2  0    9   5  +4    8   Q
2 Holy Republican Empire       4   2  1  1   10   8  +2    7   Q
3 Filopines                    4   2  0  2    9  10  −1    6
4 Semarland                    4   1  1  2    5   5   0    4
5 Patistan                     4   1  0  3    5  10  −5    3

Group F

Polar Islandstates 4–5 Kiryu-shi
at HarmonyLink Field in Seaddle

Lymantatia 2–5 United States of Devonta
at Pony Lands Park in Manechester

  Group F                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Nassau Hessen                4   3  0  1    7   3  +4    9   Q
2 Devonta                      4   2  2  0   11   6  +5    8   Q
3 Kiryu-shi                    4   1  2  1   11  11   0    5
4 Lymantatia                   4   1  1  2    9  10  −1    4
5 Polar Islandstates           4   0  1  3    6  14  −8    1

Group G

Ko-oren 0–1 Furellum
at Apple Orchard Park in Appleoosa

Darmen 0–0 Wolfbenz
at Salt Lick Stadium in Salt Lick City

  Group G                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 Furellum                     4   3  1  0    4   1  +3   10   Q
2 Wolfbenz                     4   2  2  0    5   1  +4    8   Q
3 Ko-oren                      4   1  1  2    3   2  +1    4
4 Darmen                       4   0  3  1    1   2  −1    3
5 Yttribia                     4   0  1  3    1   8  −7    1

Group H

The Sarian 3–3 Estenia
at Thunder Palace in Oatlahoma City

The Calanian Union 4–2 Farfadillis
at Point Stadium in Hoofston

  Group H                    Pld   W  D  L   GF  GA  GD  Pts
1 The Calanian Union           4   3  0  1    9   6  +3    9   Q
2 Abanhfleft                   4   3  0  1   17   8  +9    9   Q
3 The Sarian                   4   2  1  1   11  13  −2    7
4 Estenia                      4   0  2  2    4   8  −4    2
5 Farfadillis                  4   0  1  3    6  12  −6    1
The Calanian Union ahead of Abanhfleft on H2H points

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DI BRADINI CUP 32
ROUND OF 16 FIXTURES

Equestrian States vs. Darvale
at Diamond Park in Stalliongrad

Unified Sunrise Islands vs. The Royal Kingdom of Quebec
at Star Stadium in Canterlot

Schottia vs. Nephara
at Sky-High Coliseum in Cloudsdale

Felix vs. Zenic
at Pony Lands Park in Manechester

Mizuyuki vs. United States of Devonta
at Royal Equestria Stadium in Canterlot

Furellum vs. Abanhfleft
at Manehattan Industrial Park in Manehattan

Nassau Hessen vs. Holy Republican Empire
at Apple Orchard Park in Appleoosa

The Calanian Union vs. Wolfbenz
at HarmonyLink Field in Seaddle