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Postby Hasznia » Fri Jun 10, 2016 11:26 pm

Hasznia 0-3 New Gelderland
18 June 2014 @ Stade 1916, Warton
Starting XI:
GK-Summers
RB-McAdams
CB-Holloway
CB-Burns
LB-Rogers E
DM-Diaz
DM-Rogers W (out-70')
CM-Fisher
CM-Vick
FW-Hawkins (out-65')
FW-Miller
Bench: Scott, Kelly, Adkins, Shepherd (in-70'), Strain, Garcia (in-65'), Clayton

Just Hasznian Things #1: The Royal Family

The House of Diedrich ruled Hasznia for almost 400 years until they were deposed in a coup perpetrated by Brianna Kingsley, establishing the Kingsley Republic. Below are biographies of the last four members of the royal family, the last Grand Duke and his three children.
Grand Duke Victor II "The Last"
1894-1975
Reign: 1922-1963
Spouse: Grand Duchess Maude (1908-1994)
Parents: Grand Duke Adrian (1861-1922) and Grand Duchess Elena (1870-1925)
Fate: Deposed 1963, died in exile
Victor II was the last of the Diedrich Grand Dukes, and is said to have been born in one world and died in another. In 1894 when Victor was born, the House of Diedrich had its strongest hold it ever over a united Hasznia as the country was booming from decades of increased demand for its raw material. The birth of the new Hereditary Grand Duke was the event of the decade, with one hundred thousand well-wishers each attending his baptism and anointment. As a young man, Victor joined the Navy as his father had, entering the Walrus Company of commandos and retiring as a lieutenant commander in 1921 when his father's health declined. He was crowned in 1922 upon the death of the Grand Duke Adrian, his father, and reigned unchecked for three decades thereafter.

Black Friday in 1929 represented the beginning of the end for the Hasznian monarchy. Demand plummeted for the minerals and raw materials that the chartered corporations produced, leaving the crown unable to pay its debts for the first time in three hundred years. Agitators for democracy took to the streets and began organizing behind closed doors, publishing anonymous manifestos demanding either the complete removal of the monarchy or a limiting constitution. The anointment of Prince Noah in 1931 drew more protesters than well-wishers.

Victor was largely open to the democrats’ demands, arranging meetings with the best-organized of them, but for the more radical, change could not come fast enough. In 1943, the royally-appointed Prime Minister was removed by a vote of no confidence in the Assembly and replaced with firebrand democrat Candace Fuller. Another vote of no confidence a year later would have removed Fuller in favor of Leroy Kingsley, the CEO of White Sun Corporation, but Victor was tipped off and managed to dismiss the Assembly before the vote could come to pass.

After long, tense negotiations with the Assembly democrats, Victor II managed to establish a tentative road map for the divestment of the royal family from power. Key to the plan was the incremental privatization of the "crown charters", the government-funded corporations which by 1950 controlled most of the nation's infrastructure. The privatization approach kept the peace until late 1961, when Brianna Kingsley, Leroy's daughter, in her first act as Chairman of the Board of White Sun, demanded that he privatize the White Dog Company.

The White Dogs were one of Hasznia's first charters, a hundred-man unit that acted as personal security for the royal family. While still technically a charter, by 1960 their members were assigned by the Hasznian Marines, and the company's origins were more a historical tidbit than a fact of its organization. Victor refused to privatize them, his first refusal since the process had begun ten years prior, enraging the volatile Kingsley. With the help of key leaders among the White Dogs as well as the conventional Hasznian military, Kingsley launched a coup that saw the royal family captured and herself installed as President-for-Life.

Victor reportedly surrendered to his former bodyguards without a fight, and accepted exile in The Royal Kingdom of Quebec for himself and his family. Of his three children, none went along: the eldest, Prince Liam, Hereditary Grand Duke and Earl of Darley, committed suicide the same night his father was captured; Prince Noah, Grandmaster of Reform, remained in Hasznia but never had children, leading to his nickname "The Eunuch Prince"; and the youngest, Princess Sonja, Landgravine of Wick, joined the royalist partizans led by Lord Archibald Sharp and was killed in action.


Prince Liam, Earl of Darley “Lame Liam”
1927-1963
Parents: Grand Duke Victor and Grand Duchess Maude
Fate: Suicide by heroin overdose, 19 September 1963
Prince Liam was born to Grand Duke Victor II and Grand Duchess Maude in 1927, two years before Black Friday marked the downturn of the House of Diedrich’s fortunes. Liam grew up in uncertain times for both his family and Hasznia. He was sixteen when Prime Minister Lord Martin Cross, whom he described as his “favorite uncle”, was removed by a vote of no confidence and replaced by Candace Fuller. He would later describe that day as the worst of his life.

When he came of age, Liam enlisted in the gendarmerie under an assumed name, breaking with family tradition of joining either the Hasznian army or navy as a cadet or midshipman. Because his nom de guerre was never publicized, few details of his service are known, but being an enlisted gendarme and not known as a royal, he would have been mixed with mostly young men of common or poor birth. His service came at a time when the gendarmerie was increasingly called upon to quell democratic rallies and demonstrations, and the experience had a profound effect on him.

Upon his exit from the gendarme in 1949, Liam became involved in underground literature and poetry in Barracha, a scene he shared with many radical democrats. Under the “pseudonym” “Prince Liam”, he published articles in numerous underground magazines about the need for shared power between the people and the crown. His views were dismissed by hardline democrats as pandering to the royalists, who were seen as the enemy, but some of his articles were reprinted in national newspapers and gained a following.

In 1952 at the age of twenty-five, Liam came out as the author of the “Prince Liam” articles and a proponent of reform. He was present and actively participating at almost all the meetings his father held with advocates of democracy, and the first few agreements bore his signature. However, as the talks became increasingly focused on privatization, Liam came to believe that the democratic movement had succumbed to greed. He became depressed and withdrew from public life in 1954, returning to the underground.

Again, little is known of Liam’s life after his withdrawal. More “Prince Liam” articles surfaced, each seeming to advocate a different radical anti-monarchist position, but popular opinion held that they were the work of imitators. On the morning of 19 September 1963, the day after the coup that removed Grand Duke Victor II from power, a man matching Prince Liam’s description was admitted to All Saints’ Hospital in Barracha for a heroin overdose, and he died shortly after noon. His parents delayed their flight to exile by six hours to identify the body, which was cremated and scattered over Barracha Harbor.


Prince Noah, Grandmaster of Reform "The Eunuch Prince"
1931-2010
Parents: Grand Duke Victor and Grand Duchess Maude
Spouse: Rachel Potter (1937-)
Fate: Surrendered to Kingsleys, allegedly castrated
Prince Noah was born in the wake of the economic collapse on Black Friday, and while his childhood was every bit as tumultuous as his elder brother’s, Noah’s experiences shaped him into a soft-spoken but clever young man and a sharp contrast to his bitter, outspoken older brother. Like his father, he entered the Hasznian Naval Academy at eighteen, just as the democratic agitators were beginning to gain steam. At the Naval Academy, he was shielded from the tensions outside by his superiors and senior midshipmen, many of whom were active conspirators against his family.

After his graduation in 1953, Noah spent two years overseas learning to fly the Hasznian Navy’s newly-acquired helicopters. Some reports indicate that this was a deliberate move on the part of Naval Command to keep the young prince out of Hasznian politics at a time when the monarchy was losing ground on every front. Noah had only eighteen total months on shore in eight years between 1955 and 1963, possibly as the result of a continuing Naval Command conspiracy.

Noah was at sea again when the White Dogs, the Grand Duke’s bodyguards, turned on the Hasznian crown in 1963 and installed Brianna Kingsley as President-for-Life. Upon receiving the communication via wireless, Noah, who had grown up admiring the White Dogs and kept in touch with his personal bodyguards, reportedly said that “if the Dogs have turned on us, that’s it, then.” He returned to shore and surrendered to the Hasznian Marines.

Noah lived several years in the Summer Palace in Sterling as a guest of the fledgling Kingsley Republic, which made good on its promise that it would not harm the royals if they would renounce their titles and submit to captivity. Barely six months after the coup, he married Rachel Potter in a small, private ceremony. Noah frankly explained to the papers that they’d struck up a relationship while he was on shore leave years previous, but had abandoned it because she was of common blood, and with his royalty no longer and obstacle they’d decided to go ahead with it.

In 1970, the last of the Companions of the White Rose, the royalist partisans whom Princess Sonja had joined, signed a cease-fire with the Kingsley Republic after their camps were betrayed and decimated by napalm. Their leaders conceded that the Princess had been killed by an airstrike in early 1965. The news hit Noah hard. He allegedly escaped the Summer Palace the same night, the first time he’d left the grounds since surrendering, made his way to a shore patrol station, and reported as though he had been absent without leave since 1963.

Brianna Kingsley herself made the decision to reinstate Noah’s commission, owing largely to the dearth of public support for the military after Noah’s beloved naval helicopters delivered chemical munitions to civilians suspected of supporting the CWR during Sharp’s rebellion. Upon reinstatement, Noah was promoted to the grade of captain and given command of the Naval Academy, where he instituted reforms to bring the navy closer to the civilian populace. Noah retired from naval service in 1980 as a commodore and transitioned to a quiet life aboard a hundred-foot yacht with his wife and was buried at sea on his death in 2010.


Princess Sonja, Landgravine of Wick
1944-1965
Parents: Grand Duke Victor and Grand Duchess Maude
Spouses: Lord Archibald Sharp (1940-1964) (betrothed)
Fate: KIA, Sharp's Rebellion
Sonja was the youngest of Grand Duke Victor II’s three children, born in 1944 as the fires of pro-democracy sentiment were being stoked in the streets of Barracha. Her childhood was lonely, being mostly spent with her bodyguards and nursemaids. Her older brother Noah was one of her only friends in childhood, and she was devastated when he left for the gendarme in 1949 when she was five.

As an adolescent, Sonja was kept out of the public eye, with the royalists not wanting to give their democratic opponents an easy target by having a royal debut. In 1960, when she was sixteen, she was betrothed to twenty-year-old Lord Archibald Sharp, son of Lord Cornelius Sharp, an industrialist, retired Army general, and staunch royalist. Her betrothal was the first in Hasznia in almost two hundred years, and immediately after it was made official she left the palace to live with the Sharps at their manor outside Deloraine.

In Deloraine, Sonja became acquainted with the Companions of the White Rose, a secret society of which both Lords Sharp were founding members. The CWR was founded to keep the royal family safe in the event of a military coup. Three years after Sonja and Lord Archibald were betrothed, weeks before their scheduled wedding, the coup the CWR had predicted came to pass. Gendarmes stormed the Sharp manner just hours after the Grand Duke’s surrender, but Sonja and Archibald were nowhere to be found, having hid out in the home of a sympathizer on the outskirts of Deloraine.

In the months that followed, the CWR executed the plan they had spent years developing, taking to the dense forests and bogs around Deloraine and Warton to form an armed resistance to the Kingsley Republic. Sharp’s Rebellion, as it became called, was a guerilla conflict between the CWR and the gendarmerie and conventional military of Hasznia. Sonja was shuttled from guerilla base to guerilla base ahead of the enemies of Sharp’s Rebellion.

The last months of Sonja’s life are poorly-documented, as her location as a closely-guarded secret, but it is known that the first chemical strikes against CWR sustainment nodes occurred in early 1965. Women and children were included among the casualties far in the rear. Sonja’s betrothed was an early loss, being killed on the front lines by a regiment of motorized infantry from the Hasznian army. Sharp’s Rebellion was mostly suppressed by 1969. In 1970 the last of its leadership surrendered, and in their depositions they admitted that Sonja had been killed by an airstrike sometime in 1965, whereas they had previously maintained that she was alive and being kept in an undisclosed location.

Princess Sonja’s body was recovered from an underground guerilla base in 1979 and interred in the Sharp family plot alongside Lord Archibald. The remaining CWS veterans gave her a semblance of a proper royal burial, and government and military officials were in attendance, dressed in mourning, to include her brother, Captain Noah Diedrich, the former Prince and Grandmaster of Reform. Sonja’s funeral was widely seen as a moment of reconciliation between former democrats and royals, and afterwards the guerilla warfare around the bog country was greatly reduced.
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Postby Banguela » Sat Jun 11, 2016 2:07 am

Continued from Part 1

It is very difficult to create a connection with anyone, especially with the pressure looming over her. Just as any other colleague, Ana Tomas had to take care of a whole hallway in the retirement home. Twenty to thirty members of the elderly who would have had a reduction pass for public transport if they would ever leave the small coffins the management called ‘luxury rooms’. Considering the amount, Ana often felt more like a conveyor belt, passing on food, pills and basic hygiene in a constantly repeated loop, going from one to another. Although it had angered her at the start, she as well had took up the habit to call them, amongst her colleagues, by their room number instead of their name.

Half past seven and it actually it was terribly late for dinner, but as this man housed in room 235, he always was the last one of the hall. If she could still see the charm of her profession, Ana would have called him a model patient, in the sense that he seldom made a stir. No shouting, no rows, no aggression, no diapers thrown at her face... Ever since he had been admitted, or rather forced into, to the place, he had just sat there in his armchair. Although the big hands with which he continuously washed his thick glasses told you about a past of hard work and dedication, he currently was immobilised, despite still being relatively healthy.

Only the mental front had surrendered quite a bit to the army of Time, but it was a humble and friendly man who would never let her go out the door without a mumbled yet sincere ‘thank you’. As such, he was one of her favourites and as with him, as closing arch of the hall, her tour of duty was done, she would often hang around a bit longer. And, admittedly, also because he didn’t make a fuzz if she smoked in the only room too far away from the detector to start whining. Although the chap was always locked to his television, he would always be telling stories about football.

Well, telling was a bit of a big word. The way he spoke about games was as if someone threw a bunch of puzzle pieces to your face about some event - and now make your own story. Usually, he discussed games from wayward days, often even from before the revolution. But tonight, his subject was a lot more recent and even as a notable apathetic about the game, Ana could recall some of the events. Or maybe because he had already told her, that’s possible as well.

”We should have won,” the old man sighed, ”One-nil up, classic Amarinho build-up clipping off the post.”

Silence. It was as if after any sentence, he got send back to the start of the gargantuan library called his brain and had to walk back all the way to the file cabinet where this match was stored.

”Then the south fence collapsed. Amateurs. They knew it had been trouble before. Or, they should have.”

If it weren’t for Ana vaguely remembering the news report on it, she’ld...

”McNamara on the wing, he cuts in, Ignacio Carbela is send into the woods, as is Djalma Yaba, a shot,” the man cut her short with a bellowing reporter voice, ”oooh, what a subtle pass and it’s Trevor Winter who slots it! Hardly any time on the clock and all must be redone against Brigantii, what a dr-“

Too many words at once and he started to cough violently. Besides, Ana had finished her cigarette so it was time for the bed time tour. She waited a second till he had finished and then switched on the television. Apart from sports, he also had a soft spot for game shows so a dose of Who wants to be a Millionaire was just fine.

”It’s him!” he cried, ”Him!”

But all Ana could see was a scruffy lad already stuck at the opening question. The fifty/fifty lifeline had left him with two options: A – José Zabenge. B – Manuel Garcia Bresque.

”The light will shine through the trees for those with the persistence to cut back the branches. The light will shine through the trees for those with the persistence to cut back the branches,” the man repeated like a mantra, ”South wing, side entrance of the stadium, the small plaquet bolted to the wall, the light will shine through the trees for those with the persistence to cut back the branches. A!”

This wasn’t his habit to shout towards the telly and Ana slightly started to worry. She had seen it before, men and women who suddenly collapsed underneath the dreariness of the place and became completely senile overnight, unaware of what happened around him and impossible to handle. Maybe she should turn it off again but with a remarkably strong gesture, the man grabbed her hand as she wanted to push the red button. Just in time so they could hear the boy in the show mumble...

“... through the trees for those with the persistence to cut back the branches.”
“Sorry?”
presenter Do Filho asked, a horrible piece that showed everything that is wrong with showbiz in one alcohol-addicted face, Ana believed.
”The light will shine...” the kid’s eyes sought, ”A - José Zabenge.”
“Is that your final answer?”
was asked obligatory and half a nod later, ”That is correct!”

But the focus of Ana was already on the old man who seemed to have thrown all his energy through the screen to the contestant. His breast was going up and down as from a marathon runner and his eyes were half closed. He said something vague such as ‘the kid couldn’t even read’.

”All is well, Oculo, he’s got it right. Maybe it’s time for bed now?” Ana replied, but it started to break to her that this wasn’t normal.

Not exactly sure where this is going to either. For the upcoming game against Sameba, please consider my line-up the regular eleven without Joaquim Lebo (injured) and Macabanga (carded). Aristido Rio and Raul Paché pick up their spots.

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Postby Confederate Islands Of Paputu » Sat Jun 11, 2016 3:36 am

PAPUTIAN SPORTS GAZETTE

ANOTHER 0-0 FOR PAPUTU
It's seems that the NT of Paputu is becoming used to equalize 0-0. The second match of the qualifying ended with this result, this time against the most affordable North Carcossia and the Hesperides team. This result has left a bitter taste to coach Mark Landweeg, which negatively commented the offensive work of his team, too imprecise and uninspired. On the other hand, a great match was played by the defensive line, which has held up well the dangerous onslaught of adversaries, very able at making the ball move faster. Surely no one would expect to see this match ending 0-0, because of the strong offensiveness of the home team. Anyway, Paputu will groped to unlock as soon as possible if it wants to overcome Jeruselem in the next match.

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Forty-Six
Prelude, Part Three: The Dismissal

11 October 1983


Four years had passed since the ascendency of Callum Harrison to the highest office in all of Tumbra.

Those four years had also saw a sharp drop in the economy, and life was getting worse.

The previous winter of 1982 had also saw the fiercest strikes in the country's history - workers wanted more pay, some up to sixteen percent of the current pay. This was of course because the SDP had lied again - they tried to control inflation.

Yet Harrison had held still and had not backed down - until the violence began, and he conceded to their demands. Now the economy was once again in shambles, unemployment was at a new high and benefits spending had been slashed once again.

Williams respected Harrison somewhat - Kenny would have given in the moment those protests began. Harrison was taking a tougher line to his predecessor's job - and Wilson Burke's too, Williams reckoned in silent mirth. For all of Burke's radical Conservativeness, he was what Williams considered a "soft" person, for he gave in to possibly anything.

Bad times for all, of course. And yet the people of Tumbra didn't choose the Conservatives in the election of 1980! Well, some could argue they did, because the Conservatives and SDP were tied for seats in the House. Three hundred and fourteen apiece, while the Liberals under Thurston had thirty-three and the Nationalists had fourteen.

For the last three years the SDP had attempted governing alone, and attempted a confidence-and-supply motion with the Liberals. But it was a very on-and-off thing, with the Liberals cancelling the alliance on the eve of every perceivable major vote possible, because they "had a conscience".

If the Libs had a conscience, they would have sacked Matthew Pickering a long time back, the bastard. Matthew Pickering, once regarded as the shiny new poster boy of Liberal politics, had his glittering political career come to an abrupt end as relevations came to light that he had had sexual relations with other men at a time when homosexuality was still a banned concept in Tumbra. It no longer was, of course - that archaic law had been repealed in 1971 as one of the final acts of Kingsley's government - but it had been illegal when he did it.

Williams had nothing against gays, or lesbians, or any of those "queers", but the fact was that it had been the law when Pickering committed those acts of "indecency", and Williams prioritised the law over his personal beliefs.

Michael Carver had long since packed up his belongings and was off to the Senate, becoming Party Chairman in the process, and Morgan Phillips had retired. Not voluntarily, of course. He was part of an exposé that revealed him as an alcoholic - titled "The Drunks in Parliament" or some other rubbish by the Daily Star. Confronted with the revelation, he, Hewson and Carver had forced all Tory MPs and Senators on the list to retire - and that included Phillips.

Leslie Hewson was still by his side, ever the tireless Deputy Leader that John had come to rely on. He was close to his breaking point, however - he would resign along with John at the next Party Conference, having failed to deliver on that promise to re-enter government by 1984.

The events of the next twenty-four hours would prove to be earth-shattering for the course of Tumbran politics. That, nobody knew.

-***-
12 October 1983
0730


John Williams was rudely awoken by the sound of his alarm clock. Sitting up in bed, he slammed the alarm clock, stopping it from beeping. Putting on some clothes, he staggered down, where he found his wife of thirty years, Margaret, cooking breakfast.

"Mmmm. Bacon and eggs?"

"The usual, John. It's PMQs today, isn't it?"

"Yeah. The papers in yet?"

"Mmm. Herald, Monitor, Mirror, the lot."

While on his way to collect the mail and the papers, the phone in the living room began to ring. John picked it up.

"This is John Williams, Leader of the Opposition speaking."

"Uh yes, hello. This is the Palace speaking. Listen, would it be acceptable for you to come to the palace at around two today? It would be after Prime Minister's Questions."

"Yes, that should be okay."

"You should be able to bring your Deputy Leader with you. Only the two of you, however."

"Alright. Good-bye."

The phone was placed down on the other end. Striding into the kitchen, Margaret lifted her frying pan and set down their breakfast on two plates.

"What was that, John?"

"Just a call from the Palace," John remarked nonchalantly as he settled down with the Herald in his hands. "Inflation set to rise yet another percent next year...Latest in Ilcaster Murders, another found dead..."
"The King might offer you a job, you know."

"He won't, Margaret. Liberals cancel alliance with SDP yet again...those damned fools"

"You should really get going. Pop over to HQ or something before going to Parliament. Good luck, John."

"Thanks, Margaret." John kissed Margaret and left.

-***-
12 October 1983
1230


"Number One, Mr. Speaker."

"This morning I had I had ministerial meetings..."

-***-
12 October 1983
1300


"Could you get me a car to the Palace? I'm all finished here and I need to go to the Palace."

"Certainly. We'll call up one right away."

The attendant for the car pool disappeared into the Parliamentary garage while Leslie looked puzzled.

"Why the sudden meeting?"

"I don't know, Leslie. Your guess is as good as mine. The King wanted you and I there at two."

-***-
12 October 1983
1330


John and Leslie had managed to arrive at the Palace without much fanfare or any sort of media attention. They were recognised and brought through what seemed to be endless corridors before they entered the throne room.

At the far end was the King, George V.

"Greetings, Mr. Williams and Mr. Hewson. Have a seat." The monarch gesticulated to a table which had teacups on it."

The three sat around the table, drinking the given tea.

"Why did you seek this audience with us?" John began.
"You see, I have but one question." The King placed down his cup of tea and leaned in.

"Would you be able to command the confidence of the House of Commons?"

John was taken aback.

"Well, if I am able, does that not mean I become..."

"Yes."

John began to think. The Liberals, Nationalists...if he promised devolution the two factions would easily swing over...

"But why?"

"I'm fed up with the current progress of this government. Ever since Harrison became PM the country has been stagnating, stopping down...You should know the 1982 strikes had an effect on the country. Callum Harrison is weak and ineffectual. I want you to replace him on a caretaker basis, before formally dissolving Parliament and holding an election."

"Of course."

"Hang on." The phone had begun ringing.

"Send Mr. Harrison up." the King said gruffly.

Harrison arrived a few minutes later. He saw John and Williams at the table, and furrowed his brows somewhat.

The King began.

"It is my belief that the most capable man in Parliament should be the Prime Minister...years of stagnation and unfulfilled promises...no way I can allow this to happen any longer...withdrawing your commission as Prime Minister as was stated under my sovereign rights...hand in your seals of office by midnight today."

"I came to request a dissolution, and I get this instead?"

"I will take care of your the dissolution. Your successor will be John Williams."

"I...You..."

"I wish both of you good luck for the election. Goodbye!"

It was done. In a few moments, Clement Harrison had been sacked, John Williams had become Prime Minister and an election was on the cards yet again.

It was a good day.
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Postby Nephara » Sat Jun 11, 2016 4:09 am

THE BRINEMOUTH HERALD
BATTLELINES DRAWN FOR FIERCE PROMISED ELECTION
by Chris Glenfeld

Latest polls putting the Traditionalists ahead 51-49 on two-party preferred suggest that this election will be among the toughest in recent memory.

Despite extremely high satisfaction with Margravine Kirsten Brookford's seven years so far as head of state, the Nepharim people seem to be of the opinion that Alexa Mitroglou, Leader of the Opposition, is the right woman to take the country forward.

The charismatic and popular Margravine Brookford will not be able to contest the election herself, and it is as yet uncertain who the Progressive Democrat candidate will be. Matthias Kashtan, currently Minister for Public Transport, is narrow favourite for the role.

Kashtan is well-respected for his tireless work in infrastructure, as he extended the bullet train lines from Treason through Maximum and Sabrefell to Brinemouth to spread into all the state capitals. However, he is not well-loved as a person as opposed to the powerful orator Mitroglou.

Mitroglou rose to prominence in the aftermath of Sameba's occupation of Pravenna, as the most prominent hawkish voice in Parliament. The 47-year old has re-enlivened a bruised Traditionalist party in the middle of an identity crisis by reshaping their priorities around a strong military, a budget surplus and close regional ties.

While the parties are tightly-matched in the two-party preferred polls, Mitroglou holds a personal approval rating of 57% and a disapproval rating of just 16%, with even staunch Progressive Democrats accepting that she's an important voice in the Assembly. Kashtan's net approval rating hovers around +5%, but the fact that he is a fairly obscure figure means that a majority did not hold strong feelings on the potential Progressive Democrat candidate.
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Postby Abanhfleft » Sat Jun 11, 2016 4:18 am

Falling from Grace, Part Three

"Here in Abanhfleft, we've always valued loyalty and sticking to your word, and it's much the same story with football. We like it when players stick to their club, but we can also understand when players want to take advantage of an opportunity and be more famous or wind down a long and fruitful career. I guess that's why the things that happened have made us all confused and shit. Contract extensions are there because a person can change their mind and opt to extend their stay with a club for a given number of years. She signed a three-year contract with an option for two more years, and when she signed the extension, we thought she was committing her future with us. But things change, and when she announced that she wanted a move away from Rosenpfelblatz, we were all surprised. Why sign the extension if you're going to move clubs at the end of the season anyway? That got a lot of the girls mad at her because she's always constantly pulling things like this on social media, but when things turned real, that was the limit for most of the girls. She certainly didn't help her case by not explaining why exactly she did it, instead going for noncommittal answers and avoiding the subject altogether. Some things became clear to me when she finally agreed to talk to me just hours before she left, but while that talk cleared up a few things, it left behind more questions than answers. Still, I can't claim to understand her because I'm not her, and all I can say to her is best of luck wherever your path may take you."


- Alexandra Rousseau, striker for Rosenpfelblatz City Ladies F.C., speaking about Isa Tangemen's controversial transfer to Ross United, 2 July 2018
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"Welcome to the Aeroflot Stadium," Matthew Cave said to Blaze Chrzanowska as the fifteen-year-old Anglatian loanee goalkeeper ogled at the massive steel and glass structure in front of them. The facade of the stadium was painted sky blue, the main color of Rosenpfelblatz City Football Club, and the club's crest, a golden eagle with its wings clutching a scroll bearing the name of the club in its claws, was prominent on what was commonly considered as the stadium's "front". On matchdays, the concourses were full of fans, but today there was barely a soul around the stadium, most probably because it was the offseason and nothing much happened in the offseason except transfers.

"State of the art, football-only, official capacity of 47,055 but everyone knows you can fit as many as fifty thousand people in there or even more," Matt said, gesturing grandly at the stadium. "This will be your new home stadium, Blaze, at least for the entirety of this season. Of course, all that's pending some more stuff that we have to sign and whatnot, and that's with us not talking about the medical yet, but we'll get to that soon enough. This way."

Matt led Blaze to a part of the stadium which was marked RESTRICTED ACCESS - ONLY CLUB PERSONNEL BEYOND THIS POINT, and the head scout turned youth manager took his young charge into a room that looked more at home in a hospital than in a football stadium. "This is the medical center," Matt said. "This is where we're going to be holding your medical. This takes about four hours at best, but in your case, it's probably going to be quite shorter because Underfell's sent along a massive dossier on you, your health profile, the whole works. We're only going to be repeating some stuff to make sure that the notes from Underfell are accurate, but aside from that, it's all routine stuff."

The medical process in Rosenpfelblatz City was a secret which no one would willingly divulge, but there were certainly physical tests designed to find the strengths and limitations of new players coming into the club, and mental tests to determine whether the new player could handle playing in the Fleftic Premier League. Mentality was as much an important part of the game as physical skills.

Three hours after the start of the medical, one of the team's doctors handed over the final results to Matt, who compared it to the notes from Underfell, which he held in his left hand. The items matched up to his satisfaction.

"Congratulations, Blaze," Matt said to the Anglatian. "You've passed the medical, even though technically, there's no such thing as passing or failing a medical, although that's just the philosophy here in Rosenpfelblatz. The other clubs have a concept of passing or failing a medical, which is why you hear a lot of that going on with them. Now, there's just one more thing we need to do." Matt then led Blaze over to a doctor type who was seated beside some very high-tech medical equipment. "Blaze, say hi to Norberto Tanguay. He's going to be drawing a blood sample to either confirm or deny a few other issues that we've seen with you."

"I hope you're not afraid of needles," Norberto Tanguay, a graduate of sports medicine from Thereisnogodistan Community College and a former offensive tackle for TCC's American football team, said to Blaze as he raised up a syringe with a wicked long needle. When he saw the wide-eyed look that Blaze was giving the needle, he shook his head and said, "It's a necessary evil, Blaze. If we could invent a way to extract blood and other bodily fluids painlessly, someone would have done so already. Don't worry, it's just like being bitten by an ant. A very big ant, I'll grant you, but just an ant."

Blaze turned away from where Tanguay was hovering the needle over her arm and said, "Can you at least count to three before you do that?"

"All right, if that's what you want," Tanguay said. "One..." He then jabbed the needle into a vein in the crook of Blaze's elbow.

"Ouch!" Blaze shouted. "I thought you were going to count to three!" she said once Tanguay had brought out the needle, having filled up the syringe with her blood.

"You would have tensed up once I got to three," Tanguay said matter-of-factly. "If there's one thing we medicos trying to draw blood samples hate, it's when their patients tense up just before the jab. In any case, we're both better off from the encounter. Now, I'm going to be running a series of tests on your blood, but there's one examination that I can do with a simple peep under the microscope, and that'll answer the big question." Tanguay injected samples of Blaze's blood into various test tubes, which he placed in the many machines surrounding him. He then took the remaining blood in the syringe and placed it on a microscope slide, which he placed under a microscope. What he saw was something that he didn't expect, and he didn't the unexpected to be also a bit familiar to him...

"Oh, boy," he said as he looked through the microscope. "That answers a lot of questions."

"What?" Blaze and Matt said at the same time. "What is it?" they asked in chorus once again.

"I've seen this before once," Tanguay said. "It was back when I was still playing with TCC. Back in World Bowl 27, the old Armeian Am-football team went to us for help in finding out what exactly was causing one of their players problems back then. They asked for our help, and we gave it to them. And I found out what exactly was wrong with one of their players."

"What is it?" Matt asked.

"She had some kind of sickle-cell anemia," Tanguay replied. "A rare kind of sickle-cell anemia, in fact, which was triggered by a combination of physical exertion and prolonged exposure to cold temperatures. I'm afraid Blaze has a similar affliction."

"My God," Matt muttered. "Then does that mean that all this was for nothing, Bertie? We've got a player who could possibly die at any minute from now?"

"Not exactly, Matt," Tanguay said. "We all know what happened to Blaze during the Under-15 World Cup in Schottia. She fainted at the end of a brutal penalty shootout. I have reason to believe that the triggers for Blaze's anemia are a combination of physical exertion and adrenaline flooding her bloodstream for an extended period of time. In other words, every time she has to play extra time or penalties, she puts her life in danger."

"Hang on a minute right there, Bertie," Matt said, rubbing his beard as he contemplated this new information. "Are you telling me that Blaze's condition is only triggered by her playing in extra time and during a penalty shootout?"

"That's probably a good way of saying it in context," Tanguay said, nodding his head.

"So as long as Blaze plays only regular time, she's safe?"

"I believe so, Matt. I mean, you've seen her in action, right? She can handle league games all right. It's cup games and knockout rounds that are more of a concern for her. I'd recommend keeping her on the bench for cup games, especially cup games where there's a chance that it could go to extra time. I can't do anything about the adrenaline because it's a natural process, but as long as she plays more or less ninety minutes, then Blaze is safe from any trouble."

"Well, that's certainly a bit unexpected," Matt said. "Thanks for the advice, Bertie. I'll keep it in mind when picking my squads."

"So does that mean that I'm going back to Underfell?" Blaze asked Matt as they went out of the medical center.

"On the contrary," Matt replied. "You heard what Doctor Tanguay said. As long as I don't keep you around in a game for more than ninety minutes, you're safe. In fact, it's just wise time management that we need to keep in mind when it comes to you. You remember what happened to you back in Schottia? Would you be okay with being benched for cup games? It's for your own sake, you know."

"I don't know," Blaze answered. "I'll have to think about it."

"Well, if it does come down to penalties, I can always do a Van Gaal and sub you on at the end of extra time, just like the Dutchman did with Tim Krul. Is that all right with you?"

"Like I said, Cave, I'll have to think about it," Blaze said with a little more force in her voice.

"All right, I was just asking," Matt said, raising her hands. "Anyway, forget about the medical for a minute. Sure, you've got a potentially life-threatening condition, but as long as you don't play extra time or penalty shootouts, you're actually hale and healthy. Underfell loaned you to us, and we accepted your loan tenure in our club. We can send you back to Underfell with a note about your condition, but that would just make both of our clubs look bad. We'll look bad because we loaned in a player with a potentially deadly medical condition, and Underfell will look bad for not informing us about your condition. So we're going to be keeping you here for the entirety of this season, and keep both teams' dignity intact. Still, I'm very happy to welcome you to Rosenpfelblatz."
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WORLD CUP 75 QUALIFIERS: ABANHFLEFT VS GREATER CASCADIA

By Malik Qazizadah

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Abanhfleft's Gustavo Potter celebrates his first goal in the World Cup 75 qualifiers against Greater Cascadia. (Courtesy of Crescent News Network Sports Channel/Andros Tasasa)

RELEINTHI, ABANHFLEFT - Abanhfleft edged out Greater Cascadia in a contest that was fully the Revolutionaries' for the taking until the last few minutes when the Cascadians appeared to have gotten a foothold back into the game.

Gustavo Potter scored an opportunistic goal from eight yards out to open his goalscoring tally for the World Cup qualifiers, while Robin Riedewald scored his first international goal at the Monsanto Stadium, in front of thousands of Arsenal de Releinthi fans.

Greater Cascadia got a consolation courtesy of Kay Mi, who scored once her team's plan to control the midfield finally came to fruition against tiring Fleftic legs, but in the end, it was too little too late for the Cyans.

Greater Cascadia came into this game looking to control the midfield and hopefully earn a point or three against the Revolutionaries, but this tactic could not truly come to fruition as Ranulph Bustamante's men bypassed the midfield altogether and launched attacks using long balls.

It was from one such long ball that Gustavo Potter created the first clear-cut chance of the game, and all the Gryphons Nubalochi striker needed was to control the long pass, make his way past Isabella Endo, and stroke the ball past Naomi Ingalls for his first goal of the qualifying campaign.

The long ball strategy, while a somewhat radical departure from Bustamante's usual fluid attacking tactics, proved crucial to controlling the game, as with the ball flying over their heads, the Cascadian midfield was not able to fully implement their strategy of controlling the middle of the pitch.

Kevin Kelvin, still recovering from the high tackle by Nova Anglicana's Emmanuel Moga, had a chance to double Abanhfleft's lead as Rory Edwards' through ball let him slip past the defense, but a tackle from Endo spoiled the chance, and the referee waved off claims for a penalty to the Revolutionaries' advantage.

In addition to long balls, Abanhfleft relied on set pieces to get goalscoring opportunities against the Cyans, and it was from a Rory Edwards corner that Robin Riedewald scored his first ever international goal in front of a stadium packed to capacity and beyond mostly by Arsenal de Releinthi fans, and the young Gunners defender gave the Revolutionaries a valuable two-goal lead.

With time running out for the Cascadians to get scoring chances, Bustamante was content to let his players allow Greater Cascadia to finally fulfill their plan of controlling the midfield, and this almost proved a costly mistake as the Cyans nearly found a way back courtesy of Kay Mi, who only needed a burst of speed to get past Zakarya Bergkamp before she slotted the ball past Maksim Varamoninov.

Yet even as Greater Cascadia dominated the middle of the pitch during the last few minutes of the game, Abanhfleft's newfound defensive solidity kept the game out of the Cyans' reach, and the win propels Abanhfleft to the top of Group 4.

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Abanhfleft manager Ranulph Bustamante: Abanhfleft demonstrating qualities of world-class team

Abanhfleft manager Ranulph Bustamante: "With world-class teams, you see them sometimes adjusting their tactics to give them an advantage against their opponents, and we had to do that. The fact that we were able to deviate from our usual tactics and still win is a testament that we are becoming a world class side.

"Sometimes, in football, you've got to be pragmatic. Abanhfleft in general and Releinthi in particular is used to watching great, fluid attacking football. The decision to switch tactics wasn't made lightly, but if we want to win, we have to do the things we have to do. I think the team did us proud, and will continue to do us proud in the future."

Abanhfleft will head to Port Christopher in game 3 of the qualifiers before taking a rest through a bye day.

     ABANHFLEFT 2 - 1 GREATER CASCADIA
POTTER (7') MI (80')
RIEDEWALD (55')
GREATER CASCADIA
GK: 01 Ingalls
RB: 02 Totters (Nunn - 73')
CB: 03 Endo
LB: 04 Aster
CDM: 07 Anders
RM: 09 Hillard
LM: 05 Delores
RAM: 08 Mi (Iverson - 88')
LAM: 06 Porter
RS: 11 Totterham (Lament - 79')
LS: 10 Irena
ABANHFLEFT
GK: 01 Varamoninov
RB: 02 Afolayan
RCB: 04 L. Edwards
LCB: 05 Owobowale
LB: 03 Riedewald (Bergkamp - 60')
RM: 08 Turpentine
CM: 07 Zolnerov
LM: 06 Marilungo
CAM: 10 R. Edwards (El Salah - 86')
RS: 09 Kelvin (Lee - 70')
LS: 11 Potter

MATCH STATS
Possession

Abanhfleft: 60%
Greater Cascadia: 40%
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Abanhfleft: 19 (10 on target)
Greater Cascadia: 11 (5 on target)
Corners
Abanhfleft: 7
Greater Cascadia: 4
Fouls
Abanhfleft: 13
Greater Cascadia: 14
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Sasha Bale may have learned a valuable lesson last night about Brenecia's depth. Specifically, that it might not be that strong.

Brenecia began the home fixture against the minnows of Vyshehradska with a fairly experimental lineup. Woodgate was a familiar face between the posts, but Szukala, Bradden, Uffington and Murcutt made for a nervous and unfamiliar back four, Gryphon backed Drover and Skorupska while Bowditch, Foran and Fallon played up front. Murcutt, Drover and Fallon were making their debuts and were joined by impressive first cameos for Lynch and Sheehan off the bench... and Aisling Chester, who may never win her second cap.

In a way, it was a very solid performance for 85 minutes, the issues coming at either end. Within two minutes, the away side were ahead, dynamically charging down the middle before their left winger took a shot which surprisingly beat Mathis Woodgate, whose position looks rather vulnerable right now, at his near post. And, with the scores at 3-1, Aisling Chester mishit a clearance in the 89th minute straight to their centre-forward, who fired straight past a flat-footed Woodgate.

Still, that shouldn't take away from the fact that, at the end of the day, Brenecia looked great up front and Elsie Drover was player of the match from midfield, chalking up two assists and hitting the post with the last touch of the game. The first goal was particularly impressive, a slick fourteen-pass forward move starting with Murcutt taking a throw-in to Skorupska and ending with Fallon driving in a cross for the fearless Bowditch to drive home with a far-post header.

Skorupska got on the scoresheet herself just before the break, almost snapping the crossbar in half with a thunderous strike that bounced just over the line. Drover's massive passing range and cross-field vision was complemented perfectly by Skorupska's tireless running and eagerness to get forward, and one suspects that the latter could well be pressing the captain Blackslate very hard for her place in the first-choice lineup.

A bit of sting had come out of the game in the second half, so Bale reinjected it with Lynch, Sheehan and Chester. The Lotus Park striker has been a ghost-like, darting presence up front as well as a natural finisher in the A-League, and his first touch of the game rewarded his endeavour - he lost his marker to get on the end of Murcutt's cross and poke it gently into the bottom corner. Sheehan showed some of the form that had gotten her called up in the first place, although her hopes of making it into a tournament squad remain thin thanks in part to her age. But, for all the positives, Chester's mistake underlined the lack of depth across the squad, and Woodgate's failure to make a save put more emphasis on his questionable form of late. With travel to Lymantatia next up and the Patriots unable to afford more slips, what lineup Bale takes is more or less a mystery. Can she really afford more reshuffling, if a fixture as simple as this was almost fumbled away?
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Postby Mapletish » Sat Jun 11, 2016 6:37 am

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Saintland 0–0 Mapletish: Dragons draws blank as they hold the Sanctii to a stalemate

Bernard Aristi and team bounced back from an opening day defeat that saw the Dragons downed 1-0 by Eshan, a team that somewhat made a comeback in the latter stages to overcome Mapletish. At the Royal Stadium, St Petrus in Saintland, the Dragons saved a hard earned point, while the Sanctii come in the match with a 3-2 win over Chernordad. It was a replay of the Copa Rushmori and both teams have no margin for error if they were to build momentum for the World Cup qualification stages.

The goalless stalemate left Mapletish at fifth, while Saintland sits joint second with Chiata, who beat Chernordad 2-1. Credit should be given to the Dragons here, who put in a battling performance that could have even resulted in a much needed victory had Aleksander Gustav's first half effort not struck the bar.

Olivia Florius had the best of Saintland's chances but failed to get past a disciplined Kazimir Petya who made sure he had his defences up after getting his hands on an early attempt in the 15th minute and a long range attempt in the 20th minute. Sloppy defending from Georg Ivar in the 22nd minute allowed Florius to try her third direct attempt goal from a narrow angle, but the Maplish defender made amends for his poor headed clearance with a good block and a neat clearance to the flanks.

Florius continued to be the Saints' main attacking threat in the first half, firing a free kick from 24 metres out straight at Petya in the 35th minute, before shooting just wide shortly after. When it seemed like it was a game of attacking brilliance from either side, the defending prowess from both sides were also highlighted in this intense match up between the two Rushmori nations. O' Vincent Rye was the centre of a neatly executed defensive play that forced Olivia Florius, Andreas Fadius and Silvia Allectus off position. A neat connecting play from Allectus and Fadius put them in an enclosed Maplish defensive set up, Rye made his advance and attempted to cut off Fadius. Allectus was then tightly marked down by Gustav and he failed to find space. Gloria Nasennius who happened to open up the play failed as well as he failed to get away from the aggressive Fritjof. The attacking play eventually ended as Rye pressured Fadius intensively and dispossessed him right at the sideline of the pitch, leaving Fadius in dismay.

A well executed defensive play wasn't all that described Rye, he showed his class on the hour mark when Junio unleashed a low shot from just inside the box, Virginia Seius made a sublime save but the ball rebounded to the feet of Rye. Rye trapped the ball right at his feet, overcame Paulus Plinius who tried to swoop the ball from behind and played a cheeky chip over Seius but the ball hit the crossbar and went out of play.

As both sides gradually grew more involved in the game, comfortable plays and neat finishes lighted up the evening but more accurate finishing was actively sought for as both sides still failed to open the deadlock. Josef Gai nearly gave the away fans a reason to celebrate shortly after the the 70th minute with a fantastic long range strike that struck the woodwork with Seius beaten. The Dragons continued to push for the opener and Di Natile headed just over from a dangerous position after beating his market to Gustav's corner from the right.

Allectus wasted a golden opportunity to open the scoring after 83 minutes when he failed to get a free kick from the edge of the box on target, A brief appearance for Zsiga Szilveszter in a bid to inject some creativity into the play failed to marginalize but despite long spells of pressure throughout the game, the Dragons held onto the game well and they certainly made the best chance of the closing stages when Alero Junio fired wide when unmarked from the edge of the box.

The draw gave the Dragons their first point in the qualifying campaign and they will look forward to face Chiata next.
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PRIDNESTROVIA DRAWS WITH NUEVO CARACAS IN EIGHT-GOAL THRILLER

By Gustav Tyumenov

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Tanya Poroshenko of the Pridnestrovian women's national football team gets away from a Nuevo Caraceño defender during a World Cup 75 qualifying match in Nuevo Caracas.

NUEVO CARACAS - The Pridnestrovian women's national football team survived a four-goal onslaught from unknown dark horses Nuevo Caracas by scoring four goals of their own to earn a vital point in this contest which foreign news sources has billed as "the battle for the bottom of the group".

It was always a matter of one side scoring a goal and the other side scoring another goal in reply. Irina Pavlyuchenko, the ever-energetic captain of the Red Army, scored the opening goal of the contest when she beat three Caraceño defenders and their offside trap to score her second goal of the qualifiers. Nuevo Caracas responded with a header goal from a corner kick just a few minutes after Pavlyuchenko's goal, and the game was once again heating up due to both teams being on level terms.

Bisera Haralampieva was on fire for the Red Army, and the Hunsen Loggers winger created opportunity after opportunity for her teammates before she finally converted one such opportunity after creative passing play between her, Pavlyuchenko, and Tanya Poroshenko. Pridnestrovia two, Nuevo Caracas nil.

But the Caraceños are resilient, because if they weren't, they would not have bothered trying to claw their way back into this game. Nuevo Caracas' football team took advantage of the spaces left behind by Yakov Chernenko's attacking tactics and scored two goals within the span of fourteen minutes to put the home team at a one-goal advantage coming into half-time. Pridnestrovia two, Nuevo Caracas three.

Pridnestrovia looked destined to get their first loss of the qualifiers when Nuevo Caracas scored their fourth goal one hour into the game, but the Pridnestrovian indomitable spirit stirred within the players of the Red Army, and they clawed their way back into the game one goal at a time.

Yelena Shostakovich, who is being linked to a move to a foreign club, scored Pridnestrovia's third goal of the night when she saw a chance to go for goal from 39 yards out, and because the keeper was not expecting the shot to come from that direction, the keeper stood still and let the ball into the back of the net.

Substitute defender Aygül Kartal would become the savior of the Red Army, with the Turkish Pridnestrovian fullback playing for Gryphons Nubalochi Mujeres of Oontaz nodding in Irina Pavlyuchenko's cross to give the Democratic People's Republic a point against Nuevo Caracas.

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Pridnestrovian women's national football team manager Yakov Chernenko: Positives and negatives from today's performance

Pridnestrovian women's national football team manager Yakov Chernenko: "There are always positives and negatives that we get from every match that we play, and I shall lay out both right now. The positives are that we have a potent attack, and every player can score at any time that she so chooses. It is also a positive that we fought back from 4-2 to get to 4-4 and earn the point. It shows that the players will do everything for the benefit of the team.

"The negatives are that we have conceded four goals. If our attack was not so good, conceding four goals would be very, very worrying. The defense needs to sort themselves out. We have to stop leaking goals, or else we cannot ever hope of competing with the best, at the level of the best."

Sheriff Stadium in Tiraspol will play host to the Dragons of Cosumar, the group favorites to advance automatically. The Red Army will hope to stave off defeat as long as possible.

NUEVO CARACAS 4 - 4 PRIDNESTROVIA
(23') PAVLYUCHENKO (18')
(30') HARALAMPIEVA (29')
(44') SHOSTAKOVICH (80')
(60') KARTAL (86')

PRIDNESTROVIA
GK: 01 Kirilenko
RB: 02 Shevchenko
RCB: 03 Gevorgian (Kartal - 58')
LCB: 04 Tymoshenko (Kundakçi - 71')
LB: 05 Artyomova
RDM: 06 Shostakovich
LDM: 07 Feltzer (Falk - 90+1')
RW: 08 Hedervary
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Postby Barunia » Sat Jun 11, 2016 9:27 am

10 years ago, Waybridge had been a dead-end city. A single shopping precinct you could walk across in twenty minutes, surrounded by acres and acres of suburbia. The city had a train station that connected it to the capital, far to the north, a small hospital, a singe police and fire station, two high schools, a half dozen primary schools, and that was it. There wasn't much for a child of 12 to do in such a city. But there were parks, plenty of parks for kids to run around; and there was football.
For twelve-year-old Liesel, football was life itself. In summer or winter, through the inclement weather that rolled off the wild southern coast and battered the town with rain, or hail, or fog, she practiced. Through the mud she battled for her team, Grovelands Finches, in their striking red socks and white jerseys. They weren't proper jerseys, just plain white t-shirts bought by poor but loving parents. Waybridge was not a rich town, and most of its citizens were reliant on the generosity of the welfare department for their income.
Even with such a generous government as Barunia, such conditions are harsh, and by fifteen most of Liesel's old Grovelands teammates had moved out of town, or moved on to alcohol and drugs. Leisel battled on regardless, moving on from the red socks of Grovelands to the Black socks of the West Waybridge Sharks Junior Football Club. The Sharks wore black and blue, and more often than not wore the same colour on their skin after a game. They played rough in mixed teams, hard-nosed teens from a dead-end city looking for some excitement on a saturday that didn't involve lighters or broken bottles. Against the boys Liesel gave as good as she got, playing as a holding midfielder, although what she got were broken legs, a fractured nose and cracked ribs. She spent her sixteenth birthday in hospital, having sustained a broken wrist after being pushed over in a semi-final. She didn't care.
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Neil Young had been used to these situations. He fondly remembered the days he had a father. On sunny days, Neil would watch as his father pet the many Pidgeys and Pidgeottos of the Pallet Central Park. That was his job, an odd one but a job. Besides, his father was the only one quite capable of doing such task. The birds were attracted to his father, always fled by his side.
His father would always arrive at the end of the afternoon, a bird caretaker suit and his left arm covered by a guard of sorts. He'd never leave that guard. His mother, Vivian, never quite complained about the whole thing, though she would crack a joke at his expense.
One day, however, his father didn't arrive. Mother and son searched for him yet nothing came out of it. Seven days later, however, they'd find his arm guard. The piece worn down, bloodied. Vivian cried. Neil didn't understand, but he could feel his father would never return.
And return, he never did. As a result, his mother had to take up a job. Alone, Neil spent hours staring at the piece his father used. His mother kept it and cleaned the piece once the police didn't manage to come out with anything. One day, he gained enough courage and put on his arm what was his father's physical remains. He finally cried his father's death.
By the time he took that piece off, however, Neil's left arm had now turned into a glowing blue light shaped arm. Her mother arrived just in time, on shock from her son's change.
A hug followed. Dad was with them, thought Neil. He'd always be.

"So, what's your name?" asked Noah as he was inside the ambulance, together with Nana and the young boy; Vivian remained unconscious and battered heavily on a mattress, hung on life via machines.
Nana quickly stared at Noah with her dirtiest look. The boy simply sighed. "My name is Neil Young. I'm a fourteen years old boy from the city of Pallet."
"...Your mother said we were about your age." Noah brought up, again to get a very angry look from Nana.
"The doctors said that mentally I have the age of a seventeen year old." He sighed again, looking at his mother. "At least when not under desperation."
"Do not worry, Neil." Nana said, trying to comfort the kid. "These doctors are the finest in the entirety of Mardi City!"
"...That's not a whole lot, isn't it?" Neil quickly retorted, still looking at his mother. "I want people who can help my mother. Just that."
"Did you see who did that?" The one with the green arm asked.
"Not really, but a woman did try to go after me. I just evaded her out..." The young boy looked at his left arm, currently hidden by the jacket and a well-placed glove. "But beyond that, I don't know. Though she probably was alone."
"Nobody followed, probably." The Kazamatsurijin added.

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CHAPTER XIV - NEIL


The remaining Neon Genesis members arrived on the hospital a while after Vivian was brought in. "Sorry for being late." noted Nicklas, as the rest of the group inspected the area.
Matt shrugged. "We would've arrived much earlier were not for that car accident down the highway and Bubsy's job taking so long."
"Mate, I need to work!" Bubsy brought up on a higher volume, before a nurse signaled him to lower his voice. "Sorry."
"Fair enough." noted Nana. "Noah is watching the mother of a... special kid."
"How special?" asked Leon, looking at her a bit scared for some reason.
"Can I see her?" added Andy, excited since the start for what was her field being in question.
"Sure." nodded the kunoichi. Leon dropped his jaw.
"Sure?" asked the Yttribian. "A Sure Special?"
"No, you bloody idiot." Matt smacked Leon with his pirate cap. "That was for Andy!"
"So why did you hit me?" yelled Leon back, only to get smacked again. "Ow!"
"Shh!"

Andy entered the room where the two boys waited while Vivian was under care. "Hello." She waved. Noah waved back while Neil kept his eyes on his mother. The nurse-in-training lowered herself, looking at the young boy. "So, if I'm not mistaken, you're the boy whose mother was attacked, right?"
"...Yes." Neil sighed.
"They told us she's still alive, but it'll be some time until she's awake." Noah added.
"And since mom's the only thing left for me, I'll stay here." Neil said, saddened.
"Hmmm..." Andy took a look at the doctor's board left by the woman's side. "I see. Neil, would you mind if we left the room for a second?"
"I can't! My mother's here!" Neil yelled, already starting to sob.
"N-n-no. I mean Noah and myself!" She tried to calm him down with a pat on the head, but the boy started to cry.
"Be strong, Neil." The other Sunrisian said, holding the boy's shoulder with his glowing but hidden arm. That immediately made him stop crying.
Silence. Noah and Andy left the room almost instantly. "Well, that was an unique way to do that." Andy noted after closing the room's door.
"...That was odd. I just wanted him to stop and there you go." Noah said, laying his back on the wall. "I just can't help but remember of what happened to Mia."
"Your sister, right? That's a fair point." She said, smiling. "He shouldn't worry too much, though. She's fine, eventually she'll recover; though I'm not exactly sure when. Her injuries make a case for what probably would amount to four or five months of coma. The young boy-"
"Neil." Noah said, looking down. "His name is Neil."
"Yes. Neil should return home instead of staying here all the time." Andy finished, smiling.
"Why are you happy?" The Sunrisian asked, crossing his arms.
"Well." She said, smugly. "I can finally do my good deed of the year!"

It was night time on Mardi. The group had return to Neil's home though Vivian stayed at the hospital for the time being.
Nana and Andy were on the kitchen, the Paradisian cooking dinner while Nana just watched around. "You are sure about this? I mean, would not taking care of a boy for months interrupt your studies?"
"Don't worry." Andy replied, calm. "My friends that traveled with me from home are taking turns on taking care of the kid."
"Neil." Nana noted.
"Yeah, Neil. And... we kinda were booted out from our old place." Andy said, watching the chicken roast.
"...You smuggled your way in?" The kunoichi asked. "That is... surprising."
"Well, if that's how you think." She looked at her. "Isn't that what you've done just as much? Living with Noah and all that."
"But he is my boyfriend!" Nana answered, angry.
"Doesn't seem like it, in my honest option. Your eyes don't look like the eyes of someone in love." she shrugged, turning off the heat under a pan of rice. "For one, I thought he'd match Vophybia much more."
"Why?" Nana got angrier, staring daggers at the Paradisian.
"Well-" she looked back at her team-mate, before just bringing her eyes back to the oven. "You know, forget I said anything."
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Postby Alasdair I Frosticus » Sat Jun 11, 2016 9:34 am

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The Cruenatia Crumpet Bake and Cake Sale


It is with regret that I report that the venue for the crumpet bake and cake sale in Cruenatia was a pit. Many of our hosts indeed rejoiced in referring to it as The Pit. Whatever its name, the Sapinta National Arena - a much larger venue than the village hall I had been led to expect - could do with a bit of a spit and a polish. The water closet facilities, well, a lady doesn't like to talk about these things; let's just say that I hope that young men in other mundy nations

More worryingly, our putative opposition had no idea that a crumpet bake was supposed to take place, instead insisting that we play this perfidious 'footy-ball' game that so marred the last crumpet bake. Mr Tzimisces and Mr Di Bradini were most insistent that we participate in the latter ball game despite our advanced years and earnest desire to focus on baking.

Eventually a compromise was reached, and the Cruenatia officials allowed us to hold the planned cake sale before the 'footy-ball', despite some stern protests from some unnecessarily aggressive young whippersnapper called Franklin Auguste, who clearly had no idea about how to best respect his elders. A much nicer young man called Justin Jones - with some lovely manners - was more accommodating, helping us to set up our cake sale tables outside the venue's ticket office. Clearly someone who'd been taught some proper manners. We gave him a nice cup of tea and sent him on his way.

Here I can share some pictures of a few of the cakes that were on sale:

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The less said about the footy-ball, the better. It's a terribly strenuous activity, and I very much doubt that any of the participating ladies enjoyed it very much. Mr Tzimisces and Mr Di Bradini - and I still don't know why they are insisting on following us everywhere this baking season - have this terrible habit of shouting at us very loudly whenever the other bakers seem to be doing rather well. Don't they have something better to do with their time? I envy Mrs Linsey-Woolsey's ability to turn her hearing aid off. As to why the same two men also insist that we wear these ghastly yellow and red outfits for the footy-ball, rather than sensible woolens, I can't imagine.

We also remain confused as to why the Cruenartians insisted that both of their goal points were scored by someone called 'Rene Allard', even though this mysterious Mr Allard didn't seem to be a member of their baking club; that lovely Justin Jones seemed to do rather well, though. Mrs Bombazine sent him home with a nice cup of tea.

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Olivia Florius pulled up The Sour Kind's report on the scoreless draw between Saintland and Mapletish. It was a fairly accurate report about what had happened, for the most part. However, it contained one major inaccuracy, one which Olivia immediately brought up:

Olivia Florius - Silvia, I think you need to grow your hair out a bit more. This writer from Mapletish blatantly misgendered you!

Silvia Allectus - Are you serious? Isn't my shoulder-length hair already long enough to make it clear that I'm a woman? You won't see hair this long on any Sanctii man. Any man who grew his hair out as long as mine would be given a haircut by the police and it would serve him right for impersonating a woman!

Olivia Florius - Still, Silvia, your hair is too short. You should take more pride in your femininity.

Amanda Maximius - Olivia's right, Silvia. You really need to grow your hair out and put on a real bra unless you want foreign journalists to keep confusing you for a man!

Maria Vesuius - Indeed, Silvia. Next thing we know, you'll cut your hair short and start pretending to be a man!

Ria Junius - I hear that there are so-called feminists elsewhere who actually accept men who pretend to be women as part of the movement!

Virginia Seius - Yes there are, Ria, but we're not having any of that nonsense here. There is no place for homosexuals or men pretending to be women in Feministvs Sanctvsterra and Silvia, I strongly advise you to stop being ashamed of your beauty. Out of all the gifts of the Goddess, beauty is the greatest and one that she gave only to womankind.

Silvia Allectus - Okay already, I'll grow my hair out and I'll get new bras. Now, can we get back to discussing other matters instead of my appearance?

The ladies of the Sanctii National Team, all of whom were also Feministvs Sanctvsterra MPs in the Sanctii Parliament, returned to discussing political matters, such as the proper way to deal with the Feministvs Veritas militants and whether to increase the budget of the Royal Navy or the Royal Air Force. They didn't exactly come up with any answers, but they managed to come up with a few ideas that could be proposed to the broader Feministvs Sanctvsterra caucus and to their coalition partners in Futurum...
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Postby Darmen » Sat Jun 11, 2016 10:21 am

Darmen draw Semarland, get first point of Cycle
Fylan scores brace in first Home World Cup Qualifier in over ten years

19,613 fans filled Thomas Stadium to watch Temple Fylan used some superb dribbling skills to frustrate the defenders of Semarland, and in the process scored two goals past the 28 year old Marco Valbuena. Captain Samuel Horta added a third goal, but the Darmeni back three and goalkeeper Boris Maia didn't fare much better then their counterparts from Semarland, and the match ended in a three all draw.

With all three of Darmen's goals coming in the second half, after the team had left the field at halftime down by a single goal scored by Kwame Nelson, Tor Tong Lee had mixed feelings about the match. "We didn't play badly in the first half," he said after the match, "and in the second half our attack was really clicking. But our defense started getting confused by the opposition positioning, and before long they were out of position. Bad things happen when you can't keep a straight line at the back."

Not only was Lee not pleased with the defensive performance, which allowed Semarland the equalizer in the 88th minute after Darmen had jumped to a 3-2 lead following Horta's goal, but the lack of fitness throughout the squad also had him frustrated. "Fylan scores two goals, and I have to take him off due to some tightness in his hamstring. Horta scores a goal on a long run, and he's absolutely gassed. There were several other players who were tired, and I couldn't sub them out because I'd already used up all three of my subs."

With a single point from two matches, Darmen sits in fourth place in Group 11, tied with the Holy Philippine Empire. The All Green's next match will be six weeks from now, on the road against Garifunya. Garifunya currently sit last in the group, having lost their opening match to none other than Semarland, by the score of 3-1. The next home match for Darmen will be against Tumbra in October at Brham Stadium.
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Postby Matthewsiania » Sat Jun 11, 2016 10:28 am

King Mateus XIX had officially passed on. Well, passed on after a quidditch ball hit him hard on the head. Might've been why the nation wasn't exactly all that enticed about football, granted the whole "being dropped from UICA" thing certainly didn't help. At what had to be the tenth ruler to pass on before completing at least three months at the throne, the nation was starting to be a little annoyed, to say the least. One person however, was happy.
A Southern Sunrisian since the divisional shift, Príncipe Juca was (at last) the new king of Matthewsiania. A footballer that originally started playing for Mateusiânia before making the trip to Sunrice United, where he'd eventually get released and move to several minor teams, finally ending up at Rayo Central, where he became a bit of a star. Thing was, the new King wasn't exactly interested on being a King per se.
The status was amazing, but he loved being a footballer. Plus, he thought, the longevity of this position had been equal to four weeks most of the time. Clearly Matthewsianian authorities either lacked the protection or the luck to stay alive.
With that on hand, Juca arrived at Aurora, papers on hand with a proposal. An union of sorts.

The United Kingdom of Southern Sunrise and Matthewsiania.

The union would have two power figures, the King and the Southern Sunrisian President. The King would be inferior in power to the President, though he'd get safety and unlike the President, would remain King for life.
Southern Sunrisians did find the idea tempting, however. The idea of becoming an United Kingdom while not benefitial to the country on jurisdiction, added a major asset that all Sunrisian Islands needed. Land. Matthewsianian land was now Southern Sunrisian land. That alone made the turn be very acceptable by the Southeners.
The Matthewsianian National Team, amidst to this played and beat the Afrikaners and Boers on a match via a last minute goal by Uerdickley Safadão.

Funnily enough, the first question mid interview to the star of Matthewsiania was "So, did you hear about your country fusing with Southern Sunrise?"
...To a flat "What.", of course.
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Postby Schottia » Sat Jun 11, 2016 11:06 am

CMB

Part two


'Would you like a little more wine Molly?' Rhona Killanen asked her daughter, gesturing towards the bottle of 1993, Fiorean red, which sat in the middle of the table. 'It's not very often we have the whole family sat around one table, quite a rare treat.' Rhona had gone to every effort possible, having dusted off the best cutlery, washed and ironed the her mother's good table cloth, and even ensured that her husband Ross had shaved and showered.

'Just a little, perhaps.' The 21-year-old answered, trying to resist the temptation to over indulge. This was the first time her partner, Kimus de Vries, had met her family, and she needed to keep her wits about her. She had already been on her toes, removing a picture of her as a fourteen-year-old, which hung above the fireplace. It had been taken when she was playing for the West Belker Picts, and for some reason, back then, she had thought a short spiky haircut was a good idea. Kimus only known her with the long blonde locks she now had, so there was a fair chance he wouldn't have even recognised her. The whole thing had her somewhat on edge, as she had a lingering feeling that something was going to go wrong.

Her brother Eoin was having no such problems however, as he and his father Ross returned to the kitchen table with a bottle of homebrew stout in each hand. The echoes of their laughter had been reverberating up from the cellar long before they re-emerged, as the two of them seemed intent of pushing the boat out. Molly always knew that Eoin had been her father's favourite. He had never said as much, but he didn't need to, it was all too apparent in the way he treated them both so differently. It was nothing to do with Molly being the daughter, Ross Killanen wasn't like that; the two of them just had very little in common other than the football.

'So when did you start on the home brewing dad.' Eoin asked, as he accepted an empty glass from his father, permitting him to remove the cap from one of the bottles. Eoin decanted half of the frothy, dark-brow liquid into his glass and sat back down.

'Just a year or so ago, son.' Ross poured himself a glass and sat back down. 'The prices these days are criminal, in the shops, like. I said a wasn't paying that, didn't I Rhona?' His wife nodded, barely in agreement. While her reply was affirmative, her body language suggested that she had more to say on the issue. Perhaps it was the fact that Ross could clearly afford beer, or maybe it was the issue of her cellar being turned into a brewery that she wasn't keen on. Either way she made no attempt to engage the topic further. 'Anyway, it was the best decision I've made in a long time.' He held one of the bottles aloft. 'Fifty pence a bottle, that costs me to make. Go one Kimus, try an bit of that!' Ross thrust a bottle unceremoniously into the young Cosumarite's hand. 'That'll put a heat in your belly! Eight-percent that one is!' Molly on the other hand, declined the offer of a glass, opting instead to have a sip from her partner's.

For Rhona it was just nice to see her husband in better fettle. With both kids moving out at a young age, she was beginning to wear thin from Ross' propensity to grumble. Having the kids around seemed to offset his grumpiness a little, giving him something to do other than shout about football. She was beginning to wonder if grumpiness was just something that increased in all men, exponentially, with age. She had been having this recurring nightmare for months now, where her husband worked himself up so much, shouting about the price of the TV licence, that he gave himself a seizure. At least once a week she would wake in a cold sweat, hoping that her dream was not a premonition.

The Killanens lived in an area of New Belfast, which was rather unattractively named Newtonpuggit. For the most part it was as unspectacular as the name might suggest, with predominantly smaller one or two bedroom flats, bereft of much in the way of things to do. The family stayed in a house, which was nestled at the bottom of one of the area's few cul-de-sacs. It was one of larger homes in Newtonpuggit, with three bedrooms, front and back garden, and a double garage - it wasn't particularly posh, Schottic posh perhaps. They had moved there the year before Eoin was born, back when Ross was playing for New Belfast Blues. The house suited them just fine, it was close to a good local school, and it was close to the station.

With three footballers in the family, the entire building had become a shrine to their individual careers. Rhona, despite not being a massive fan of the sport, was an avid collector of all things Killanen, and the walls were plastered, almost like a salon hang, with photos, memorabilia, and newspaper clippings. It would probably have been embarrassing were they not used to it. Ross' playing career wasn't much to write home about, but his wife had still managed to find a couple of grainy, late eighties clippings, and a photo of him holding a Kirk Preston scarf after taking the reins as manager. For the younger generation there was no such trouble, with framed Mâ Âlâméômé and IFK Aldenskoett tops taking pride of place in the dinning room, displaying the names and numbers of Eoin and Molly respectively. In a sense, marrying Ross had probably meant marring football for Rhona too, as there had hardly been a single day in the last thirty years which hadn't revolved round the sport. Her weekends had been spent driving the kids back and forwards between matches - washing strips for the junior football teams - and having to listen to endless conversations about the latest gossip. Rhona might not have been a football fan, but she was a big Killanen fan, and if it meant seeing her kids happy she would have done it all again, happily.

'So.' Molly began, trying to inject a little light conversation, attempting to keep up the pretence of being a normal family. 'First Kirk Preston player to go on and be capped for Schottia in forty-four years...' She looked across at father who was mid gulp, with his glass to his lips. 'I totally didn't just Google that on the way here by the way!' She nudged Kimus and winked. 'Must be a special moment for the club.'

Ross placed his glass back on the table, shrugging his shoulders. 'Not really. She plays in Quebec.' He looked from side to side, avoiding the eyes around the table. 'She's bugger-all to do with me or the club.'

Rhona tutted at his put down of their daughter, as Molly reached for Kimus' hand under the table. These kind of snide, disinterested comments were nothing new from Ross, but somehow it never stopped being upsetting. Eoin on the other hand, seemed to be a little more resistant to them, and that was perhaps why he and his father had always had a slightly better relationship.

'Maybe a wee bit of your training played a factor though, honey?' Rhona answered, trying to help out. True to form the woman always stuck up for her kids in these situations.

'Nope, I doubt it.' Ross answered killing the conversation, or at least trying to. 'Burns just does her own thing, she never listened to a word anyone said, let alone mine.'

'Aye she's some lass, Connie.' Eoin added, and there was a feeling that everyone was glad of his interjection. 'When we were training with the national team before that friendly with Quebec; Gullie asks her - completely rhetorically like, no answer required - "And you generally play as a centre forward?" and Connie says to her: "Well if you don't know that then you really shouldn't have called me up."

Everyone at the table joined in with the laughter. All of them except Ross; instead he barely raised an eye, and took another sip from his beer.

'Yeah, I remember this one time...' Molly managed to splutter through the laughter. '...I was chatting to my friend Rachel Del Arro, and she said that when they were at Handon United together, Connie used to just have these absolute fits.' The Aldenskoett leftback wiped a tear from her eye, still struggling to speak. 'One time she was getting heckled by this man in the crowd - it was back when they were playing in the under sixteens, so it was probably just some player's dad - anyway, she picked up the corner flag, threw it like a javelin, and only just missed him.'

There was a mixture of gasps and sniggering, but again Ross said nothing. The sense of festivity had now well and truly gone out of him.

'Did she not get into trouble?' Rhona asked, going instantly into concerned-mother-mode once the initial shock had subsided.

'Oh yeah!' Molly replied, realising that perhaps she shouldn't be laughing at something, which at worst could be construed as a murder attempt. 'I think she was suspended for weeks. I'm pretty sure Rachel said she was cautioned by the police and everything!'

The Killanen family continued to make noses of disbelief, and again Ross said nothing, taking another sip from his beer. He found a comfortable stare, and let his mind wonder, shutting out much of the background noise. All of the ten months she had been at Kirk Preston United he had never understood what it was that drove Corinne to such anger. He could of course have chipped in with a few stories of his own, but he was far too close to it to find it funny.

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Postby Boring Paradise » Sat Jun 11, 2016 12:02 pm

Boring Paradise: A "consistent" performance


We as a nation have been very consistent, we never falter from what we do which is to have no hope at the beginning or have very high hopes and end up just falling at the final hurdle, which can be usually every single qualification stage for the World Cup (ignoring 63 and 65, where we somehow got in and only put together with hell itself and go 0-0-3) as we try and qualify but never get by. Apart from the results we like to have a consistent tradition like same players, same kits, same logo for as long as people can remember because people are afraid of change... usually

However things are still changing to find the best solution for things. Take the Paradisian domestic system for example, we change the structure every season to try and find the optimum one that would be liked by the majority. However, even if we reach a conclusion, we change structures due to teams being submitted or leaving the association. It isn't the only real change, we actually have a slight different team however most of them are the same but I don't think people like it suddenly changing the roster right before the qualifiers as if we are asking for us to lose miserably and get 3rd... again... for like the 5th time back to back as we can never reach into Pot 2.

Anyways back on track to what we probably here for really... the first matchday, however, I am very sorry but we didn't play the first week. We will leave the first matchday knowing that we are 5th even though the people look at the table and say "Oh, but Omerica is 5th, what are you saying, stupid publisher?" But we are 5th because we have zero points and have not conceded a goal making us better than Omerica and Schiavonia without trying. Makes us sound great right? I hope so anyways.

Carrying onto matchday 2 where we actually played a match, very insane right? We played the 27th place, Omerica, and lost as predicted just above (totally foresaw that). Raiyaan Malik Jr coming back for his first match in a long time and scoring the first goal just after the 30th minute and then Osama Homewood conceded three goals in the 2nd half after a drastic breakdown happened within the defence. Towards the end of the half at around 87th minute Ryan Miller scored a goal that came from a set piece taken by Kevin Harris.

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Now for the table review. We have so much to talk about in this table that I myself created in 2ish minutes and simply like to receive the reaction from the SJG people (I don't know what their noun is but I don't want to do extra research). Anyways continuing on, after matchday 2 we are now lying in 6th place ahead of Schiavonia and we go on to face San Hose Guayabal because why have Jose when you can have Hose. Better get them banners ready in the away stand, "Welcome to San Hose"
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Postby Pasarga » Sat Jun 11, 2016 12:28 pm

Torgos Tribune ~ The Golden Son

In celebration of our thirtieth cycle in the World Cup, we bring you the story today of the first player that Pasarga produced that garnered attention from around the world. That player would be Ausilio Calabrese, a striker who captivated the nation and the world as he, and the Wanderers, burst on to the scene in the mid 40 cycles. His talent was so well known by the time that the Qualifiers for World Cup 48 had come around that he had booked a transfer to Candelaria And Marquez' powerhouse club of Albrecht Turkish, the sister club to Pasarga's own Stein-los Turkish. Albrecht Turkish is a well known commodity both in Rushmore as well as the greater footballing world, even if they and the rest of the C&M league no longer participate in the ICCs, so for a striker from an unknown nation and league to break into their team at the time was a major accomplishment.

Calabrese would have a celebrated domestic career, one that included a few CMSC titles as well as very deep runs into the CC and GC, which helped spread his and Pasarga's image greatly in a time when Pasargan football was not that good. His clinical finishing in front of goal and willing to put his heart on his sleeve, leaving everything out on the field for his team was a quality that many admired. In one such instance the Wanderers needed to win their last two matches to advance to the World Cup, however Calabrese had suffered a concussion against Valladares in the match before to those two matches. The manager at the time caught Calabrese trying to sneak on the gameday kit in the second game despite the physios telling both them it was too risky to play him, with Calabrese knowing that his squad needed him to secure that victory. Ultimately the manager made him sit the game and the Wanderers were unable to win and advance to the Finals, a recurring theme for Pasargan football for many decades after Calabrese' time with the national team.

Though his success with the national team was hampered by Pasarga's general skill level at the time, with only a single appearance in the Finals during Calabrese' ten years in the national team, he did have a relatively good career with the Wanderers. Even now he sits as the second leading scorer to wear the Pasargan shirt, with only the legendary Tobias Möller having surpassed his scoring record with the national team just under a decade ago. He did the best he could given the state of Pasargan football at the time and even now he is remembered quite fondly, with Lìjû having named their home stadium after the prolific striker who would have done anything in his power to see his club and nation come to success. He even did so, having lead them to a very unexpected qualification in World Cup 47, though it was his only appearance in the Finals, which is perhaps the greatest disappointment in Pasargan footballing history.

The Wanderers continue their own qualification now on the morrow after they won comfortably against Sargossa in Soluca, a fact that our island neighbors to the north are none too happy about at all. However for the Wanderers, while they enjoy taking one against their rivals, they no doubt know that a prolonged celebration is not on the cards, with the group full of potential pitfalls if they lose their concentration. The side will return to Torgos tomorrow for a match against St. Saratoga, a side more well known for their decent ice hockey team more than their football team, as their two losses from the first two matches shows perhaps just how overwhelmed they are in right now. The fact that they lost at home to Arkan says that perhaps they are in need of a lot of help but coming up against the Wanderers is going to help in that regard, as the Wanderers are looking clinical and methodical in these first two matches, which is sure to spell further doom for St. Saratoga.

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Highlights for the SNN Leaders Debate

Nigella Parr - Hello and welcome to the SNN Leaders Debate, the first of three debates between party leaders in this election cycle. In the next ninety minutes, we will hear from the leaders from all nationwide parties represented in the National Assembly but first they will have thirty seconds to make an opening statement. Nikolai Benston, Communist Party.

Nikolai Benston - Under this government inequality is worse than ever before. We are told this is natural. We are told this is normal. Let me tell you something - it is not natural, it is not normal, it is not right and we as a developed nation should not tolerate it! We in the Communist Party have three main goals in this election - to reduce inequality, to build more homes and to eliminate the working poor in this nation. With a strong Communist delegation in the next Parliament, we can make that happen.

Nigella Parr - Leopold Gurtzer, of the Florican Party.

Leopold Gurtzer - Nikolai is right. The amount of inequality in this country is shameful. And every day it grows and grows and becomes more of an embarrassment. But this government knows all about embarrassment. Time and time again through the lifetime of these liberal right governments we have seen the values we hold dear warped and the greatness of this nation questioned. Under a Florican Government that would end.

Nigella Parr - Patricia Munst from the Green Coalition.

Patricia Munst - The Green Coalition. Just a bunch irrelevant tree huggers, right? Wrong. In the last Parliament, the Green MLAs and I have been fighting for you, fighting for affordable housing, fighting for a sustainable future, fighting against the ever rising inequality. They say a Green vote is a wasted vote. But on election day, if enough people waste their vote, we can make a real difference for our families, for our loved ones and for our communities.

Nigella Parr - Lucille Hale, the Leader of Left Unity.

Lucille Hale - During the course of my time as an MLA, and on this election campaign, I have met a lot of people. And they are angry. Angry that they continue to work hard, yet get nothing in return. Angry that their children will have a worse life just because they’re poor. Angry that there is no-one standing up for people like them. With a strong vote for Left Unity, that can end. Our MLAs will continue to provide a strong voice in Parliament for people who work hard, play by the rules and are still stopped from achieving their full potential.

Nigella Parr - Megan Low, President of the Liberal People’s Party.

Megan Low - There are many people standing on this stage today who cynically believe that if they promise the world, the voters will fall for it. They may claim to speak real, but there is only one party who treat voters like the responsible adults they are. We are the party of jobs. We are the party of lower taxes and we are the only party who will stand up for you and your rights.

Nigella Parr - Albert Peters, Chief Executive and Leader of One Nation.

Albert Peters - Over the course of the night you will hear a lot of people say a lot of things. But just remember, they have not had to make the hard decisions over and over again for this country. They can say what they like, because what they say doesn’t have consequences. This party has proven it is the natural party of government, we’ve done well so far - so on election day, let us finish the job.

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Leopold Gurtzer - That is a great question, but can I just go back to something that Albert Peters said just minutes ago. He claims his party are the natural party of government. How arrogant. This is how he treats The Sarian electorate, as a rubber stamp to him and his damaging policies. It’s disgraceful.

Nigella Parr - Mr Peters, your response?

Albert Peters - Believe it or not, I disagree with Leopold. But can I just say this, it’s a good thing that this party is the natural party of government. We all know what happens when the Florican Party is in charge.

Leopold Gurtzer - Is that the best the Chief Executive can do? Drudge up an attack line from twenty years ago? There is a reason he’s talking that far in the past - he can’t talk about his policies now or his policies in the future that damage the working people in this country.

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Patricia Munst - I’ll tell you what we won’t do, we won’t continue to invest in fracking. In the last Parliament, the Green Coalition were the leading voice against fracking. And we will be again. Both the Chief Executive and the Leader of the Opposition seem to have a “drill, baby drill” attitude when it comes to fracking. But I’ll tell you who isn’t saying that, the communities destroyed. The people who are having their homes and livelihoods devastated.

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Leopold Gurtzer - It’s ironic that the Chief Executive keeps on talking about some kind of economic miracle. What economic miracle? Under the leadership of him and his party the only people who are better off the the richest people in our country.

Albert Peters - That is where the Leader of the Opposition is wrong. Independent statistics from the DNSD show that the average family is better off under the leadership my government has provided, and under our tax plan that will raise more people out of tax altogether they will be better off still.

Leopold Gurtzer - Try telling those figures to the single mother who is struggling to get by. Try telling those figures to the labourer who plays by the rules and yet has no hope of living the life that rich kids are born into. Chief Executive, you can peddle about your figures as much but try talking to people in constituencies like mine before you do.

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Nikolai Benston - The Chief Executive was so eager to talk about figures earlier yet he seemed to forget the figures on inequality that have gotten significantly worse on his watch and he doesn’t have a single plan to fix it.

Albert Peters - That’s simply not true.

Nikolai Benston - Really? Enlighten me, Chief Executive. What taxes are you going to levy to decrease inequality? What are you going to do to ensure that those from the poorest backgrounds don’t suffer because they aren’t part of the bourgeoisie?

Albert Peters - Under this government we have increased spending on education so that-

Nikolai Benston - How does that help? You can try all you like to make state schools the same level as independent school, but for as long as they exist you and your rich chums will have a leg up on everyone else. That is why, on our first day in office, we will abolish and outlaw all independent schools!

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Megan Low - Nikolai Benston seems to think the best way to help people is to take away their life choices. We in the LPP see it differently. What business does an overarching state have declaring where my child should go to school?

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Leopold Gurtzer - Here we have it, a Chief Executive who puts external appearance before the needs of his country. He slashed our defence budget, which I think we can all agree is vitally important, to pay for foreign aid and he’ll do it again. Instead of funding foreign terrorism, how about we have the resources to fight against it.

Albert Peters - Once again the Leader of the Florican Party is peddling lies.

Leopold Gurtzer - Really Chief Executive, did you or did you not slash the defence budget?

Albert Peters - Let me finish. Leopold Gurtzer knows full well-

Leopold Gurtzer - It’s an easy question, Chief Executive, did you or did you not slash the defence budget?

Albert Peters - If the Leader of the Opposition cared to listen to my answer.

Leopold Gurtzer - It’s a yes or no question and the reason you’re not answering it is because you did. And guess what, if I’d endangered the security of every person in this audience, every person watching at home and the people they love I’d be dodging that question too. This is a Chief Executive who would rather get a friendly handshake from a foreign dignitary than protect our country and he should be ashamed.

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Megan Low - The Leader of the Opposition seems to be on a fear mongering campaign. But who is going to attack us? Who?

Leopold Gurtzer - So you’d rather shut the barn door after the cows have escaped?

Megan Low - I’d rather you didn’t peddle about fear to boost the military-industrial complex and scare people into accepting Orwellian surveillance in their streets. Everyone at home should know this, a vote for the LPP is a vote for your right to privacy and a vote against government intrusion.

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Lucy Hale - People often ask me why no-one sticks up for them. That is the kind of helplessness caused by this government that we in Left Unity seek to end. That’s why we will reduce equality, that’s why we’ll build homes, that’s why we’ll fight every day for you.

Leopold Gurtzer - I’m assuming Lucy Hale meant to say she’ll reduce inequality - unless she’s reading off the Chief Executive’s cue cards. But the fact is that a vote for Left Unity is a vote for the Chief Executive and his damaging policies. There are only two parties that can win a majority, if you want to make a stand against inequality then vote Florican, if you want it to continue at embarrassing levels, well there are five choices on this stage tonight.

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Nikolai Benston - Leopold Gurtzer seems to think he has a sort of monopoly on ending inequality, yet he isn’t even prepared to take the steps to eradicate it. He says there is only one choice to vote against inequality, and he is right, but that choice is to vote Communist. If we stand in solidarity we can end the pauperisation of working people in this country, rather than tolerate the inequality lite that the Florican Party offer.

Patricia Munst - We’re hearing this ba-

Leopold Gurtzer - I’d like to respond to Nikolai Benston. He states that the-

Patricia Munst - Excuse me, I was talking.

Leopold Gurtzer - The audience at home will be wondering what this debate has turned into. The Communist Party is peddling lies whilst the Greens are still trying to trick people that they’re even remotely relevant. You’re going to get what? One, two seats max? Your time would be better spent knitting a yoghurt than on this stage. When it comes to the real issues

Patricia Munst - Excuse me?
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Leopold Gurtzer - When it comes to the real issues we are the only party with the ideas and the means to tackle them head on. And when it comes down to it do you want another four years ofAlbert Peters or do you want a government tackling inequality and putting our country first?

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Albert Peters - We have the Greens and the Left who want to make us dependent on oil from San Jose Guayabal, the Florican Party and Communists who want to bankrupt the country to keep up the oil industry and the Liberals who want the industry to collapse. We in One Nation are the only party on the side of the Sarian Oil Industry, and the only party who can keep those jobs in this country in the long term.

Leopold Gurtzer - Albert Peters says he wants to keep those jobs in this country, but you don’t want people in this country doing those jobs. Our immigration system was designed by a cross-party, bipartisan panel to keep jobs that can be done by Sarian workers in the hands of Sarian workers. Yet the Chief Executive signed that away meaning we have foreign workers taking jobs that can be done by the unemployed in this country and depressing wages for those who work in the industry.

Albert Peters - The view that Leopold Gurtzer puts across is cynical and racist. When it comes to our oil industry, arguably one of the most important industries in this country, we need to do what is best for it, not what is best for him and his parties egoes.

Leopold Gurtzer - The Chief Executive now seems to be under the impression that standing up for the rights of the Sari people is racist. Let me tell you something, it is not racist to stand up for Sarian workers and it is not racist to be concerned about immigration. Come to my constituency and talk to the people who can’t get jobs, people who have had their wages depressed and tell them that their concerns are racist.

Albert Peters - Well, Leopold Gurtzer seems to be heavy on the rhetoric but light on the ideas. We in One Nation are the other way around.

Leopold Gurtzer - Ladies and gentlemen, what you’re seeing now is the Chief Executive trying to dodge and pivot when the going gets tough. Chief Executive, look into that camera - that one there - and tell people that their concerns about their depressed wages are racist.

Albert Peters - Look, I’ve said all I need to say on the subject.

Leopold Gurtzer - Earlier I accused the Chief Executive of pivoting and dodging, now he’s running away from the issues all together. Is that a man who can lead our country in a time of crisis? Is that the man we can trust to stand strong in our darkest days if he can’t even not run away in an election debate?

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Lucille Hale - The simple fact of the matter is that we are not building enough homes. It is absolutely disgraceful that we continue to have slums around all the major population centres of this country. Left Unity has an affordable homes action plan to take people out of the slums, out of homelessness and into a home of their own.

Megan Low - What Lucille Hale proposes sounds all very good, doesn’t it? That is until you factor in first the cost, and then do away with the fallacy that is is a home of their own. A home of your own is one that you own, not one you loan off the government till you work hard enough that they take it away.

Patricia Munst - It really strikes me how dismissive Megan Low can be. Here we have it, a leader of a party who won’t help people living in absolute squalor and dire poverty because they don’t work hard enough? The Left Unity plan is not perfect, but at least they have one. All you have is bigoted logic.

Leopold Gurtzer - I’d like to be clear, Megan Low is wrong. So is Lucille Hale. The only party with a housing plan that will work is the Florican Party, that is why we were proud to receive the endorsement from the Institute of Home Builders just yesterday. But what I found really interesting about that whole debate was how Patricia Munst has gone from the self-professed Queen of Light and Happiness to getting down in the mud and insulting her way through politics.

<time lapse>

Nigella Parr - We now come to the end of our free-flowing debate, each leader will now have a chance to make a short closing statement. Albert Peters.

Albert Peters - Over the course of this night we have heard a lot of bickering but not a lot of real plans. It’s easy for the opposition to get angry about the decisions made, but that’s because they haven’t had to make any. And fundamentally the decisions made in the last parliament made hard working families better off. That’s why I ask you today, to let me continue what we’ve started and make this country stronger still.

Nigella Parr - Megan Low.

Megan Low - Tonight we have heard parties lay out their plans. The other parties have laid out plans to sacrifice your civil liberties to tackle a threat we don’t face, a plan to deprive you of the money you go out every day to earn, a plan that takes power away from local communities. You have a difficult choice to make in a month - do you want to subscribe to that plan, or do you want to a plan that creates jobs, reduces taxes and protects your rights. If you want that alternative, then the only choice is to vote LPP.

Nigella Parr - Lucille Hale.

Lucille Hale - For many people they feel like they are stuck between a rock and a hard place. The rock of the neo-liberal policies that serve only the richest in our society, provided by One Nation or the hard place of the bigoted and nationalist policies of the Florican Party that will sow division in our communities. I hope that tonight, I have shown those people that there is an alternative, that there is a party who will reduce inequality, provide affordable homes and end predatory capitalism without dividing people.

Nigella Parr - Patricia Munst.

Patricia Munst - I would like to apologise to people who tuned in to watch a real, substantive debate tonight. Politics in this country has become a group of greying men shouting insults at each other. We in the Green Coalition think politics are better served when it is the issues that are discussed and I hope you have heard that from me tonight.

Nigella Parr - Leopold Gurtzer.

Leopold Gurtzer - Only two people on this stage can become Chief Executive, only one of those two people is willing to stand up for working people, stand up against inequality and put our country first. People in the audience today, and watching at home, need to make sure they get out and vote, because only then can we kick One Nation out of office.

Nigella Parr - Finally, Nikolai Benston

Nikolai Benston - It is no lie that inequality is the biggest threat against our nation. Every other party standing here today either want to continue that or promises a form of inequality lite, a Communist government would start to eradicate inequality completely. People will try and tell you that it is a wasted vote, but a vote for what you believe in is never wasted.
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Anglatia steals a shock win in first ever World Cup qualifying match
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Article by James Inchausti, Sporting Escane fan and national team photographer

The Empire of Greater Anglatia has won a match for World Cup qualifying. That statement sounds unbelievable, not because our country is untalented but because a short time ago it would have been unthinkable for the nation to compete in international tournaments. We're isolationists by nature, we prefer to stick to our own islands and we fiercely defend our own cultures from the rest of the world. Not competing in international sport was just a byproduct of our culture, but thanks to Emperor Colden, things have changed. I don't think it's easy to describe to foreigners how special it is to play in World Cup competitions now. We won a World Bowl, but that just isn't the same. Gridiron isn't our most popular sport, football is. And now our nation's best can finally compete against the rest of the world.

The match against Ko-oren was held in Barriga because of its modern stadium, and we filled the stadium about a half hour before kickoff. I was among the six or seven hundred who made the trip from Escane and met up with five hundred Ross United fans, who could be considered our best friends. The atmosphere was electric, which was one of the reasons why the team was able to hold on at the end of the match. It's probably also what motivated the flurry of shots in the first ten minutes.

Anglatia came out on the attack, and Carlito Traoe forced two saves inside of the first five minutes of the match. On his second shot, he really deserved a goal. He cut outside and then inside and shot a near perfect curl, but it was too close to Claudia Macedo and it was deflected out of bounds. Sami Haawk made a run down the middle of the field and received a cross from Santana, but went over the bar with his off balance shot. The other big chance for a goal in the opening minutes came when Kaden Espina played a long ball to Haawk on the counter attack, which Haawk then proceeded to lose control of before he could fire a decent shot. Tingzhe Chou recovered the ball and cleared it before Anglatia could grab the rebound.

After the first ten minutes, the atmosphere had more of an edge to it. We all felt that Anglatia should have been leading, despite Haawk missing such an easy chance to score and then ruining another chance with a bad first touch. Around the twentieth or twenty fifth minute, Thane Hull went to a more defensive style and decided to rely on counter attacking to make up for the talent gap between the two teams. Espina and O'Hara dropped deeper towards the defense, Diasakos and Santana played high up to make sure that they could quickly get into the counter attack, and Traoe tracked back to give some help to Madeiros at fullback. The style aided our defense, but the offense mostly stalled out with the exception of one run on goal by Andros Diasakos that ended with him hitting the inside of the post.

We almost gave up a goal just before halftime, because Amy Abramsen made a terrible clearance attempt and turned the ball over to Vitomir Volkov, who took a powerful shot that forced Mauricio Jaco to make a diving save. Leonne Warner recovered the rebound and then booted it downfield to get it away from danger, but not before Abramsen started an argument with Jaco over defensive assignments and the bad communication that had caused her mistake. Jaco and Abramsen had to be separated as the half ended. The young keeper lost his head and flipped off Abramsen before walking to the locker room.

When the second half started, things were slow. Both teams hung back, with Anglatia satisfied to pass between its back five. It was the sixtieth minute when things got interesting. Sami Haawk had struggled all match long with his first touch, and Thane Hull opted to pull him and replace him with an almost totally unknown young striker from Evolucion Arija, Nessa Chryst. All the fans and the commentators were questioning the move, until ten minutes later.

Chryst won the hearts of all of our fans when she finally broke down the Ko-oren defense, something that Haawk couldn't do. All three forwards were practically playing alone, with no help up top, and Santana sent a cross inside for either Chryst or Diasakos. Chryst reached it first, but instead of bringing it to the ground, she turned around and scissor kicked it into goal. It was an impressive display of reflexes and athleticism, but what excited the crowd even more was the celebration. Immediately after scoring, Nessa ripped her shirt off to reveal a black undershirt, and then made a Roman salute in the direction of the southern stand where the similarly dressed Sporting Club Escane fans such as myself were standing.

It's hard to describe how crazy the place went after her goal. Everyone was on their feet in that instant, and I could feel the stand itself shaking under all of the jumping. When Nessa ran to our stand and did the Imperial salute, there was a second roar that was almost as loud as the one after the goal. That night, she became the youngest Anglatian player to get their own song, which went like this;

'She's one of our own
She's one of our oooooooowwwwwwn
Nessa Chryst, she's one of our own.'


The last part of the match, after Nessa's goal, saw Ko-oren shift to a more attacking style to go for an equalizer, but Mauricio Jaco came up big again with two diving saves, including one where he turned the ball against the post to prevent a goal. We barely escaped the end of the match with a win, but a win won like this is still a win. And it still counts as our first win in World Cup qualifying.

Thane Hull had a quick press conference afterwards, and this is what he said when asked what he was feeling: "I didn't think we'd be in this situation, if you want me to be completely honest. It's hard to believe. Nevertheless, I'm happy with how things are going right now. We defeated a higher ranked team and our attack could have added two or three more goals if we finished better... We made history tonight, but we're not stopping. We're going to qualify and make history again, you can quote me on that."

Hull was then asked about his logic behind putting Chryst in. "She was very good in training, and Evolucion players have a good reputation in our country. Sami just wasn't himself, and we needed someone new to change things up. I asked Brandon who he thought should come in, and he said that we should give Nessa a chance... So you can thank him for how that worked out."

His most interesting reply came when he was asked about the goalkeeper competition. "Everyone is saying that Mauricio is only starting until Isa [Tangemen] becomes an Anglatian national. That's not entirely true, nor is it true that Mauricio will be our keeper going forward. Eli Shan still has some good years left, and plenty of experience. Lajos Ozuna is the keeper of the future, and our team is no stranger to letting players make their debuts at young ages. You'll all just have to wait and see who gets picked."

After defeating Ko-oren, Anglatia will face Chromatika on the road in their next outing. Let's hope that the Explorers can go 2-0 in their first two matches, which would dramatically increase their chances of qualifying for the finals.
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Osiris - Part Three

Brookport City, Capitol Province, Eirelia

Kevin Schwann was a man with a mission. The fifth president of the Republic of Eirelia had promised to end the war in one year when he'd been elected, and it'd already been eight months with almost no progress. The coalition of Eyrelia and Helvetica, with significant financial backing from the rest of the world, had caught the superior Eirelian army in a stalemate, and despite the military's best attempts, they were unable to breach it.

He hadn't expected this when he'd been elected. He recalled the best day of his life - the day his upstart party, A New Eire, tripled their vote in two years, surging past the tired old three-party system of the past; the day that eighteen years of work as a Congressman had culminated in. But that was before he realized how badly they were faring in the war. For each man the opposing coalition lost, Eirelia was losing three trying to break out of the stalemate. They couldn't keep this up for long, and Schwann's offers of a neutral peace had been quietly rejected. Helvetica knew he would break eventually, and they had no plans of a return to the status quo.

He'd turned his focus from tactics to diplomacy, attempting to swing the nations around the conflict onto his side. But they had bigger things to deal with, namely the destruction of Vjaalsburg - a new and exciting crisis for the diplomats of the world to tackle, much more interesting than boring old Eirelia.

There was help on the way, though, from Super-Llamaland. Although not from the person he'd expected. Not from the person anyone had expected.
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New Llama City

The Llamanean Football Association's executive board had met for the umpteenth time to discuss the lack of a domestic system. The usual culprits were speaking, and polarization had effectively stopped any hope of progress. Kristopher Wagner, the current Vice-President, had all but given up on the meetings.

He'd even met with Aaron Brandt recently to ask why they were still being held. "Nothing's being done," he'd said, "so what even is the point?" Brandt had shrugged. "We've got to get the league system back up. Don't worry, I've got a plan."

"What is it?"

Brandt wouldn't tell him.

Carter Mondale, who'd been the last commissioner of the Llamanean second tier, was striking a similar chord now. "It's been said that a domestic league would shift our focus away from the National team, which is coming off recent success. But we do need better players if the Tigers are going to jump to the next level. And, frankly, you don't get that when nobody wants to enter Llamanean domestic football anymore, when kids who idolize Ansel Penbrooke don't see a way to actually become him without a league system."

That, at least, was true. The Tigers' "Golden Age" was fueled by players who were polished abroad, but who were developed domestically, like Alex Cartwright (Quebec) and Ryan Reagan (Nephara). Few would buy what was coming directly out of Llamanea now - take, for instance, the disaster Sebastian Brandt had been in Brenecia - they were just too unpolished. Going to Arondesheim or Eirelia was marginally better, but Eirelia wasn't really an option anymore and Arondesheim was considering placing limits on how many Llamaneans could join their league.

But nobody seemed to have a logical plan for creating a league. They seemed content to bicker whether it was better to have an "exciting" league or a "self-sufficient" one - it went without saying that both were essential, but the LFA was acting as if they could only have one. After the disaster that was Major League Football, this was sort of understandable - but there wasn't really a point in building a league if it was going to be as limited as the LFA wanted.

Mondale had sat down to applause and Brandt was speaking now, touching upon the same points. Kristopher had to admit that what they said was correct. But the nation stood no closer to a league than they had before the meeting.

Emerald Springs

Noni was a little nervous when the new manager, Justin Vucevic, called him in for a meeting. He'd excelled the previous season despite his age, making the all-league second team, and he liked his teammates at Emerald Springs. After a long and turbulent career as a center-back in Hicana, he'd settled down nicely in Emerald.

There was another player outside the door. Tall, Caucasian, unfamiliar. "I'm Noni Riviera," he told the player.

The guy flinched, then managed a weak smile. "James Dyson," he said, "I play center-back for the youth team. Just got promoted," he said.

"Congratulations, James," Noni said. He wondered who Vucevic was going to cut.

Three minutes later, he discovered that it was him.
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Postby Arcantova » Sat Jun 11, 2016 1:58 pm

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Written By: Chadwick Yates



Just one matchday removed from Jasper Carmichael's terrible outing against Platerdam, the rookie goalkeeper is being praised for his efforts. The King's Own managed to leave the pitch with a draw against the 22nd ranked team in the world. It's an outcome that no one really expected, especially after their matchday one loss to 283rd ranked Platerdam 2-0.

Unlike in matchday one, the offense appeared to gel like never before, making precise passes and getting deep into Polkopian territory on several occasions. When they weren't on the offense, the defense held up their end of the deal by making several key clearances near the end of the match.

The real praise goes to Carmichael though. The pressure was on in game two after he took all of the blame for the first loss. You'd think we were in medieval Arcantova with the number of people calling for his head. The pressure didn't get to him though. He stepped up like a true leader, and just when the defense was getting tired near the end of the match, Carmichael stepped up to fill the gaps. He made two HUGE saves in a row in the 83rd minute. The one goal he let in came in hot after an amazing surge by Polktopia, worthy of their 22nd ranking. The defense collapsed around him and Carmichael, one on one with the striker, barely missed the save.

Sammy Ray may be dissappointed, but for now it looks like Jasper will remain the starting goaltender for The King's Own. His butt will only be cool for a while though. Expect Jasper to be on the hot seat again if The King's Own can't pull off a victory in the coming days. This is the team's fourth appearance in the World Cup, and fans want to register more than three wins if they can't make the actual World Cup playoffs.

They should have a shot against Britonisea who ranks in the top 100 teams in the world, but has also never managed to make it to past the qualifying rounds. The team allowed four goals in their first outing, which could point to some defensive flaws, but may also point to a nervous goaltender, just like our very own Jasper Carmichael. They have managed to score two goals in each game though, a feat yet to be handled by our own offensive players. Expect the game to be very offensive. It will certainly come down to who has the better back line. Let's just cross our fingers that our defense, anchored by several Valley superstars, are up to the task.

As always, good luck out there guys.

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Postby Britonisea » Sat Jun 11, 2016 2:00 pm

BITC ratings flop as not even 10% tune in for first home match

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Earlier this year, it was announced that BITC will be having full control of the World Cup, spanning the matches out on three channels. Those three channels are BITC 1 (or, Channel 1), BITC 2 and free-to-view BITC Sport. As BITC won the rights, they've allowed BITC Sport to be available for everyone during the time of the World Cup, featuring matches from nations within the region and also, other matches within our group. However, both the first Britonish match and the second Britonish match resulted in a combined 17% of the television audience, which is quite abysmal in comparison to BVC (Channel 2, Channel 3 amongst others) gained a massive 45% of the television audience by watching a patriotic episode of 'Britonish in the Kitchen,' a national show based on cooking efforts of amateurs on the night of when Britonisea played in Junterapten.

Back a while ago, it was announced the BITC would be broadcasting the oversized competition on three channels, instead of specific channels per group. The main channel, BITC 1, would show British matches - everyday, usually during primetime. This has sparked fury as BITC 1 usually show soap operas and song previews which is in nature of Britonisea. Also, BITC would occasionally give the public a match of tennis against Britonish professionals - just because they're bored...However, having football (a quite unpopular sport) during this time raised eyebrows. Secondly, BITC 2, a hidden away channel available to Free-to-View services would broadcast matches from the region while also giving the Britonish Public 10 hours of matches from random groups around the multiverse. When regional matches aren't shown on BITC 2, they are to be shown on BITC Sport. Also, matches from the group would be shown here.

A bidding war, as always, happened between BITC (Britonish International Corporation) with BVC (Brityunik Vefecosoin Cairkovoin ) which resulted in BITC given the rights to broadcast the 75th and 76th event. BVC put a strong campaign forward - though, did seem like if they didn't get the rights - it would benefit then...and in fact, it did. BITC has suffered greatly from these poor viewing results and the head of delegation for BITC is running around trying to solve the problem...A problem they have not only for the duration and cycle of World Cup 75, but also, the duration of next edition. We spoke to the Head of Delegation for both BVC and BITC international sports to see what they had to say about these figures.

Having been asked why these percentages are so low and how they're going to be solved, the BITC Head of Delegation for International Sports answered, "Well, I am not too sure why they've been this low. We've been in the World Cup for a couple - well, more than a couple, of editions and these are our lowest results. It's not as if these results are low because we... didn't do our jobs correctly or anything...Also, it's not as if we haven't broadcasted this competition before. We have broadcasted it and there has been great views. I don't actually know what has been happening recently. I think the Britonish Public is starting to move away from tennis and Football and move on to more modern sports - I don't even know what sports are out there...Silvacometopia rules football or something. How are we going to solve this, you ask? Well, I believe that we can lead a cow to milk, but it won't drink it because it drinks water. We can give the Britonish public great football, but they don't take in football, they don't register it. All we can do is get more companies involved in selling football-related things and hope for the best."

"There is no reason or any way that we will give up the rights to host to BVC, because we have paid a lot of money to make this possible. Yes, 10% may be bad, but for those 10%, it is good that we have some quality football and exclusive behind the scenes, including how pitches are made to get ready or 'Day in the life of a Ticket Officer ' documentaries that BVC fail to do. Personally, I also think that BITC do a spectacular job when it comes to broadcasting and we won't let those faithful 10% watching down. Plus, 10% doesn't mean 10%. It is very likely that people are together when watching the competition. Overall, I think we will carry on."

When asked the differences between BITC and BVC, the BVC Head of Delegation for international sports answered; "I think that BVC gives people a youthful feel and the company exudes youthfulness. Eventhough, the ratings are low for BITC, it's nothing new! Usually, BBC gets higher ratings daily...So I am not really surprised that BITC are struggling. To answer your question, I do believe that BVC understand the younger generation, by that I mean 30 downwards, more than BITC, and that really helps when it comes to viewing ratings.

Then, we asked whether it would've been different had the Brityunik Vefecosoin Cairkovoin handled the tournament. “Well, I don’t now about that, but I do know that the ratings would be up a bit. Some way, we would make it more accessible to the younger people, though I think that BITC think they’re showing a bit of ‘fun football' on television. I believe that if BVC did get the rights in the first place, we would highlight that this in a multinational competition before anything. Make it seem cool and magnificent before saying ‘it’s just football guys.’ I, or rather the BVC can make a big thing of such a little thing – hence why we get such high ratings. I am not sure about World Cup 77, and whether the BVC would actually want that burden of broadcasting that competition anymore. We have so many other opportunities and we have taken then and took them seriously. I don’t see the BVC making this any more serious than how it is perceived in Britonisea.”

It’s a difficult decision to make. Some broadcasters like Independent Channels wouldn’t want to broadcast this tournament and not because it costs a lot of money. If main channels are receiving these percentages, what do Independent Channel's receive? But, if none of the main channels are willing to broadcast the events, it will have to go to an Independent Channel and if none of those are willing, then football can't be broadcast on Free-to-View television, probably causing riots all over the country.

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Jane_Krawige: I am not really sure about all of this, to be honest. It doesn't bother me.
Henry_Farrahm: Well, I have a group of men at my workplace who watch football. If it wasn't on TV, I would pass my targets!
Adrian_Drew: I am that small 10% who watch football. It doesn't seem like 10% is small. Everyone I speak to watch football.
Sally_Kingham: Hm, I like football, it does kinda mess up my soap opera schedule though.
Zedya_Nike: Right, I actually don't care. Unless we qualify or something.
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Postby Brigantii » Sat Jun 11, 2016 2:09 pm

World Cup 75 qualifying, game 1 and 2 review.

What can be said about Brigantii's opening two games of qualifying? Not much? Well, just about enough.

Game 1, Bigantii 6-4 Cre Drago

If you like goals, you were treated to plenty as The Stags scored half a dozen in their Group 2 opener with Cre Drago. Robbie Lambeth bagged a hat trick, while Stevenson, Wallace and Winter also opened their qualifying accounts. At the other end, Hurst had a mare and conceded 4 against Cre Drago who pushed the home side all the way to the final whistle. If you're more of a goalkeeping aficionado you'd have been disappointed in the performances of both Ray Hurst between the Brigantii sticks and the Cre Drago keeper who played abysmally for their countries in the opening match of qualifying.

Game 2, Brigantii 1-1 Banguela

A last gasp equalizer was just the ticket for Brigantii to snatch a solitary point from this first foray away from home in qualifying. A number of Brigantii fans travelled to a country, whom, in all honesty, we don't know very much about. Banguela started brightest and led and looked to be heading for victory were it not for a jinking run by Stephen Mcnamara, leaving two players in his wake and lashing the ball goalward. Eventually the ball found its way to Trevor Winter and the Marketnewton attacker nabbed his second goal in as many games to rescue a point and keep The Stags second.

And now for something completely different!

When we were much younger our granddad used to tell us bed time stories. They were mostly about things he enjoyed, sailors, cowboys, adventurers, but they were so good, we couldn't sleep and were far too excited that we would be up all night re-enacting what we'd just heard with makeshift swords, fighting giant octopusses... or octopi or shooting the natives with six shooters. One night, granddad told us about The Sailor and The Sandman.

One day, a sailor named Pascal set out on a voyage. He was sailing solo from Albertpool to Renato in Cusco to prove to his love for a woman named Portia, at her behest. The voyage from the port in Brigantii to Cusco would take nearly 4 weeks and for those 28 days, Pascal would have nothing but his wits to guide him and his own thoughts for company. Four weeks alone at sea would be enough to drive a man mad, but to prove his love Pascal believed he could do it.

Setting out the winds were initially strong and Pascal made good headway on his journey to Cusco, but those winds didn't hold up and only a week in, the died completely and he was a drift, alone in the vast blue of the sea. Every where he looked, blue. The sea, blue, the sky, blue, the horizon, blue and no sign of anything else. For days his little vessel bobbed along, slowly edging towards his destination and his declaration of love for Portia, but it was beginning to take it's toll. Further still, when Pascal would manage to sleep, he would hear noises on the hull of the boat, a gentle knocking while he was in his cot. The knocking disturbed his slumber and the less he slept and the more his boat just floated the more the paranoia built. By the fifth night of stillness and the gentle knocking the hull Pascal's sleep pattern was almost non-existent and his grip on reality was slipping, he would have sworn to the Gods he could hear somebody speaking his name, gently in the water. As he listened, he began to cry, “please, just let me sleep” but the calling of his name became more persistent. “Please, Sandman, just let me take some rest.” But the Sandman never came.

By the sixth night the knocking had stopped, but the whispering of his name sounded closer than the nights before. Laid in his cot the voice sounded just beyond the door of his quarters, almost within the boat. “Leave me alone” He yelled into the black void of the night, but was met once again by the whispering of his own name. Tired, and losing all sense of his senses Pascal lept from his bed, kicking the covers from himself and reaching for his blade and darting for the door to where he could hear the voice, flinging it open he was met by nothing but pitch darkness. “Why are you tormenting me?” he asked the cavernous darkness of the boat but was only answered with more whispers of his own name. Slamming the door closed he returned to his cot and again asked the Sandman for help in allowing him to sleep and laid back down in his cot.

“Pascal” came another whisper. “You are not safe out here, in the lonely vastness.”

“Why are you tormenting me?” he asked again, his eyes screwed tightly shut.

“Pascal, I am not tormenting you, I am here to help.”

“Who are you?” Pascal quizzed, his voice merely more than just a breath,

“I am the Sandman, you asked for my help. Keep your eyes closed and I will keep you safe tonight.”

Drained from the days of aimlessly bobbing in the sea and lack of sleep, Pascal kept his eyes tightly closed and drifted off.
Formerly Queer Poco el Mono Ara; Host of 1 World Cup, Cup of Harmony and Baptism of Fire, Winner of SOME... THINGS

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