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Soldera
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Postby Soldera » Sat Feb 12, 2022 8:46 am

The fact that Soldera was eliminated from the Cup of Harmony after two matches was not a surprise. They were, after all, playing the Pot 3 team Flavovespia in a group that may not be the Cup of Harmony's equivalent of a Group of Death, but was renowned for its balance with the four teams combining to go .500 during World Cup 90 qualifying.

There weren't many surprises in store for Soldera, at least on the pitch, as Flavovespia defeated the Snakes 2-1 to render the final match of the Cup of Harmony completely meaningless. It would simply go down as the final ride for both midfielder and captain Joey Westway and defender Davis Perez as the two thirty-something team leaders get set to play their final match that counts before their retirement. The biggest surprise would come after the match as manager Norm Carricker announced that he would be stepping down as manager to become the team's technical director as Dahvid Leib would assume the role of commissioner of the Solderan Elite League and would oversee the process of establishing the new first division of Solderan football.

"We've discussed a variety of options regarding the role of technical director and how we would proceed with filling the managerial vacancy in the event I accepted the role of technical director," Carricker said. "We'll begin an international search for a new manager upon the conclusion of our time here at the Cup of Harmony." When asked why he chose to accept promotion to technical director instead of staying on as manager, Carricker said he felt a responsibility to ensure that the Solderan team would continue to head in a positive direction and he wanted to have greater influence in player development and retention.

"It's like the old saying about being responsible for cooking the meal. I wanted a greater voice deciding on and buying the groceries," he said. "I have some ideas on how I want to see Solderan football develop and I feel I'd have a better chance at implementing my vision for Solderan football as it pertains to the national team from the role as manager." Carricker said he will manage the group stage finale against Chartistan, who dropped their match against Pot 1 side Savojarna 3-0. The Chartistani side are currently in last place in the group by goal differential as they've allowed five goals to one scored. Soldera have allowed three goals and only have a Cayden Barkley 44th minute goal from the spot against Flavovespia to show for their abortive efforts to attack the opposing team's defensive zones.

Westway said the reality that his and Perez's playing careers were about to end hadn't hit either of them yet.

"Ask us when the match is over," Westway said. "When we're in the locker room for the last time and we've showered and gotten dressed and we leave our uniforms behind for the last time. I'm sure reality will set in then."

Even though the match between Soldera and Chartistan will merely be for pride and to avoid finishing last in the group, Carricker said he intended to keep the usual starting 11 for the final match.

"Pride is an important reason for us to play our usual starters," he said. "Besides, I feel like Westway and Perez deserve to have a chance to go out having contributed to Solderan football all the way to the end." When asked if he planned to substitute for Westway or Perez to allow them an opportunity to receive a round of applause from Solderan supporters, he smiled.

"I'll ask Joey what he thinks," he said. "If he wants to come out early, I'll probably let Davis wear the armband for a little while. After that, we'll see."

Perez was not available for an interview, but Westway said he hadn't given any thought to his next steps after his playing career. However, he shot down a suggestion that he'd apply to serve as national team manager or as an assistant manager.

"I'm not ready for that," he said. "Right now, I just want to sit back and process everything after it all ends."
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Postby Sarzonia » Sat Feb 12, 2022 11:54 am

The contest between a Pot 1 team and a Pot 2 side is very often the most anticipated match of a tournament.

In the case of the group stage of the 82nd Cup of Harmony, the stakes couldn't be much higher. Southwest Eastnorth had won their debut match over Pot 1 side Electrum whilst the Pot 2 Sarzonian national football team played to a goalless draw against Pot 3 representatives Indusse. That meant that Sarzonia held a precarious one-point advantage over Electrum for a potential guaranteed spot in the Round of 32 with the top two teams in each group's table automatically entered into the knockouts. The four best third placed sides also qualify. For Sarzonia to give themselves prime position to qualify into the knockout rounds, they would have to earn a result against an Electrum side that ranked 34th in the multiverse after World Cup qualifying. The fact that team slipped from the 27th rank before World Cup qualifying began was of little importance to the Stars, as was Sarzonia's own position as the 59th ranked side and their own improvement from the 73rd rank.

The 3-2 result in favour of Electrum was a disappointment, both to the higher-ranked Electrum side, at least according to the satirical Electrum site The Turnip. For Sarzonia, the defeat ahead of their group stage finale with Southwest Eastnorth renders that match an absolute must-win and hope for help. Southwest Eastnorth, the Pot 4 side carrying the 139th rank into the Cup of Harmony after its disappointing World Cup qualifying effort are already guaranteed a spot among the Round of 32. Sarzonia with their record sitting at 0-1-1 and level on one point with Indusse, though carrying a slight edge in point differential, will have to get that result and hope that Indusse can somehow pull off an "upset" that doesn't allow them to surpass the Stars in group differential.

"It's not where we wanted to be," goalkeeper Carlton Sandt admitted after the match. "Not in terms of being in the Cup of Harmony in the first place or in the position we're in now. Obviously, we'd rather be in the proper, but if we're not, we want to get back into the knockout rounds."

A spokesman for the Incorporated Football Federation did not answer media questions about manager Nathan Hanifer's status if the Stars fail to advance to the knockout rounds, saying that would be assessed after the competition, but a source who spoke on condition of anonymity because they were not authorised to speak on behalf of the IFF said it was "unlikely" the Stars would pull the plug on Hanifer's tenure.

"I don't think [IFF Chairman] Zack [Wilson] is too keen on making a managerial switch," the source said. "He's rather pleased with the team's form in the second half of qualifying, in particular, getting an away result against the No. 1 ranked team in the multiverse." The Stars also earned an away victory over No. 32 Mytanija in the first half of qualifying and the goal differential between top ranked The Holy Empire and the Stars was dead even. Meanwhile, Hanifer said he would participate in the normal run of post-competition activities such as exit interviews with the players and assistant managers, in addition to his own with technical director Chris Parsons. The source also said Parsons was "disinclined" to move on from Hanifer.

"I think we're making good progress," Hanifer said. "I'm still feeling energised by the challenge of getting this team back to the World Cup and then doing something when we're there. If I feel that I'm not the best person to manage this side, I'll act accordingly."

Speculation on the next Sarzonian manager should Hanifer leave his role has centred on assistant manager Brady Reynolds, who retired from playing for the Stars after the World Cup 88 cycle. The Stars did not send a team to World Cup 87 qualifying after Ethane and Taeshan were named co-hosts.
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Postby Zeta Reka and Hugeltaldom » Sat Feb 12, 2022 12:18 pm

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Cup Of Harmony 82; Close Shave Cuts ZRH
By Xaver Lulling
The final results of group C were still in question when a rough tie between the top sides finished. Either side could have use the win, but neither capitalized on the other side's weakness. Zeta Reka came from behind to avoid a sour loss. The single point however came at a possibly fatal cost.


Zeta Reka returned to the Estadio Municipal Alina Pacheco Girón for a matchup against Starblaydia. A world class side which tends to avoid secondary tournaments, Starblaydia's eleven were odds on favorites to win, and take total control of their group. Zeta Reka on the other hand looked to gain an edge over the winless and pointless sides of the group. To secure a good position for the next game, or perhaps guarantee qualifying outright, Zeta Reka and Hügeltaldom would need to by get on wonderfully in Cotata.
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Cup of Harmony 82, Group C, Match 2
Starblaydia 2–2 Zeta Reka and Hügeltaldom
STB: Roshanak 21', Halleck-Winter 35'
ZRH: Rawić 53', Kewić 71'

Starblaydia
Starters: Narvaez — Shevchenko, Wójcik, Tassidis, Galdarhim — Veno, Sindelaar, Halleck-Winter — Roshanak, Mason, Al Faizan
Substitutes: Tassidis -> Marqués (60'), Mason -> Pukkinen (77'), Al Faizan -> Fiola (80')
Zeta Reka and Hügeltaldom
Starters: Wukowić — Danojlić, Krušlin, Wlad Wlad, Hafner, Kewić — Gröss, Rekawić, Ulrich — Scwartzhammer, Rawić (C)
Substitutes: Gröss -> Branić (45'), Rawić (+) -> Kazi (54'), Ulrich-> Zup (73')

Starblaydia and Zeta Reka were each using almost full strength sides. Both coaches needed to get out of the group, and a victory could assure qualification depending on other results. Zeta Reka's aggressive pressing seemed to work wonder in the opening minutes of the game, and culminated in Stanimir Rekawić almost nabbing his second assist of the tournament with a rolling pass to Bogdan Rawić. The game would remain scoreless for the first twenty minutes.

Using the experienced Rickard Sindelaar to dictate play was a boon as Sindelaar was able to pass with good vision multiple times und pressure, especially as Rekan midfielders began to slow down near the end of the half. Sindelaar was able to pass quickly to wonder kid Dawn Halleck-Winter. The teenager's laser focus was good, and she enthusiastically fired the ball. Wukowić was able to deflect the shot away, but Sam Roshanak was able to score from the unconfined ball. Zeta Reka would try to avoid finishing behind, but couldn't seem to generate a strong counter. “The complex system was something Starblaydi management could account for,” analyst Djoko Weljkowić said on air after the first half finished, “I'm not sure if the tricks will dig Zeta Reka out.” The hole for Zeta Reka was widened thanks to a thirty fifth minute goal from close range. A final long shot from Marka Krušlin finished the half.

Needed to generate an improved attack, Lu Jialan moved Nikola Branić into the game at the beginning of the half. Branić had to cover a lot of ground, but was more aggressive down the middle than Gröss was. Branić was able to reignite the press somewhat, though Zeta Reka would later need to make another midfield substitution from the game's pace. Even with all the challenges one man was looking to belt in a goal for Zeta Reka. Bogdan Rawić was being contained in the first half by a defense seemingly well aware of Bogdan's hat trick against other Starblaydi defenders. Blistering agility couldn't be contained forever, and when Rawić had his golden chance from Yuri Kewić, he capitalized by shooting around Ruby Narvaez.

Bogdan had scored, but his celebration was muted. The young man then wasn't walking. “Doctors confirmed Rawić's final kick triggered an ACL tear, similar to one suffered as a teenager,” physician Philipp Fischer wrote in an exclusive article for RekanSport. “He'll be essentially eliminated from most, if not all of the tournament.” The sacrifice Rawić unconsensually made was not in vain. The goal was valid, and now Zeta Reka had a fighting chance. Wladmir Kazi made his first appearance for his country in this tournament, though he wouldn't get on the scoring sheets. Kazi did help force a corner, and Yuri Kewić walked up.

The right side is probably the better side for Rekan corners, though Kewić was the alternate kicker. Wlad Wlad, the second tallest player on he Rekan squad, was ready for the inward swinging corner that never game. Kewić moved the ball out, and instead the ball quickly went short to Stanimir Rekawić, who passed back straight to Kewić. Kewić ran out past his man, and hooked in a goal at the far post. “She missed!” a Hügeltalian language commentator yelled out in english. The game was drawn, but more than twenty minutes of play were left.

The Rekan players continued to look for a counter attack, but their press was less urgent due to the decline in stamina. Starblaydia had two substitutions left, and moved new forwards into the game. Pukkinen had a lot of speed and was a change of pace due to his freshness. Asimodeo Fiola was able to take advantage of Zeta Reka's increased solidity to find off spaces, and the challenge ramped up for Wukowić. However, the Rekan backline wasn't cut down to size. National Assemblyman and sports fanatic Nedeljko Wladmirowić wrote on social media that, “Tonight is the night of Rekan resilience.”

Injury time opened with a Rekan opportunity by Fen Scwartzhammer dashed Narvaez and a class save. Zeta Reka for their part were not giving up late goals, preserving their point. The midfield was where the ball ended up a lot of the time, but the progressive attack from Starblaydia was growing stronger, as was Ázëwyn Fëanáro's screeching. As time was running out, only one more chance could be made. The final attack had shades of the six goal draw from many years ago. One last pass flew out, and then it hit Fiola's knee. The result was different this time. Wukowić made his lunge, and kept the ball near his abs. The two countries had another draw, but Zeta Reka earned another point.
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Cup of Harmony 82, Group C
MD1: Starblaydia 6-2 Delaclava — ZR&H 1-0 St. Eleanor
MD2: Delaclava 1-2 St. Eleanor — Starblaydia 2-2 ZR&H
MD3: ZR&H vs. Delaclava — St. Eleanor vs. Starblaydia
Nation         GP  W  D  L  GF GA GD PT
1 Starblaydia 2 1 1 0 8 4 +4 4
2 ZR&H 2 1 1 0 3 2 +1 4
3 St. Eleanor 2 1 0 1 2 2 0 3
4 Delaclava 2 0 0 2 3 8 -5 0

The draw put a wounded Zeta Reka in second place with a game remaining. Thanks to Saint Eleanor's O'Donnell scoring a double, the “Grand Republic” could still ruin dreams. Starblaydia has to face the team with momentum, while the Rekans look to avoid being spoiled by Delaclava, who are mathematically ineligible for the knockout rounds. Delaclava play with twitchy reflexes, a talent focused midfield three, and a love for scoring. Both sides will possibly be rotating players, and Zeta Reka could afford to start a few bench players in the game. Any points should be enough to guide Zeta Reka away from elimination.

St. Eleanor can't beat Starblaydia, can they? Can they?
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Postby Kimi-Suomi » Sat Feb 12, 2022 1:42 pm

How do I even explain what is going on here at the Harmony-Kupissa? Like, how can someone even fathom mitä vittua täällä oikein tapahtuu? Seriously, how? Kimi-Suomi entered this tournament with development and stuff like that in mind, but Esko Laaksonen certainly started to take this tournament more seriously after our 1-0 triumph over South Newlandia. Getting that big win over Etelä Uusimaainen certainly caught a lot of attention back home and suddenly, no one knows for sure how far this team could go now - but many hoped we would find out in MD2 in The Licentian Isles against Schima Bas.

This game here at Farnworth Municipal Stadium would turn out to be one of the most ridiculous Kimi-Suomi has ever played in, and that is certainly saying something. This game against the Golden Crescent would see 9 goals combined and a whole lot of things to talk about overall, so let's get to it. These 9 goals were so frequent that it would be difficult for me to explain everything in this style...so I will have to go to a table to see it all...
FT: Kimi-Suomi 5-4 Schima Bas
KIM Goals: Airo (13', 34', 66'), Koivu (55'), Noronen (88')
SMB Goals: Nazar (22', 67'), Hana (77'), Ghanem (90+2')


Yep...that was the game. Kimi Airo with a hattrick, Hideki Nazar got a brace and a total of 6 players across both sides ended up on the goal sheet. It certainly was a game of chaos and a game of goals but in the end, the result was a win for us by some miracle...and now, we lead this group with 1 game to play.

I don't know how we're doing this, but this has certainly been a great CoH for us all thus far. Baruninen (Barunia) is our final test as we look to secure our spot in the playoffs of this competition on debut. NOSTA KUIN HUUHKAJAT!
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Postby Krytenia » Sat Feb 12, 2022 5:15 pm

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By Rami Niblick in Santa Margerita, Montaña Verde

SAY it quietly, but it appears that the Richard Valens version of the Dragons are capable of breathing fire after all. Poor Abanhfleft were on the receiving end of an almost surgical dissection from a ruthless and rampant Krytenian team, with Scott Stringer and Cande Montalban as chief scalpel-wielders.

Krytenia started in the same patient style as in the match against Estorvipa and Estorpiva, but whereas E&E parked the bus in front of the men in sky blue, the Fleftics afforded the Dragons' wingers and forwards far more space. This was, in no uncertain terms, a mistake. Stringer's precise passing stretched Abanhfleft's defence in all directions, whilst Montalban, working just in front of the opposition back four, did a fine job of drawing away defenders and creating space for Alun Belmwr and the returning Ciaran Rafferty.

With control of both possession and tempo, Krytenia set methodically about the task of dismantling their opponents. Whether through needle-threading through balls from Stringer, or cross-field passes from Robert Reeder or Carlos Senna, the Fleftic defence was left chasing shadows. It was only a matter of time before Krytenia opened the scoring, and when Rafferty's thunderbolt shot was parried out by Bronwyn Churchill, Senna was there to pounce on the rebound and open Krytenia's account. It wasn't to get any better for Abanhfleft, either, as a scant three minutes later a bombing run down the right from Pablo Ruiz culminated in a fiercely whipped cross that Belmwr met at the far post to double the Dragons' advantage.

By this point, Krytenia were in complete control of the game, and it was a question of if, rather than when, they would get their third. Churchill was having a busy time in the Abanhfleft goal, tipping a Reeder free-kick over the bar and saving well a couple of times from Rafferty, but she could do nothing about the Dragons' third goal shortly before half-time. Montalban's shot was heading in the general direction of the goal, but the deflection off Tiera Walrath left the Fleftic custodian no chance as the ball pinged past her and into the net. Three-nil at half-time was probably a fair assessment of the game so far, and the match was in danger of turning into a laugher.

Valens made a single change at half-time, with Alexander Devereux coming on for Rafferty; the Emberton Hibs striker was probably not up for playing the full ninety thanks to his recent calf injury, and with the game looking as good as won, the risk of aggravating it was not one the Krytenian manager was willing to take. It mattered little, in all honesty, as Krytenia started the second half the way they finished the first - causing untold headaches for the Fleftic players. Three became four when a nice passing sequence was finished by Stringer, latching on to a Montalban lay-off to hit a fizzing shot from twenty yards that beat the sprawling Churchill before rippling the onion bag.

Job done, Krytenia mentally took their foot off the gas, which, if nothing else, allowed Abanhfleft time on the ball and the ability to add to their scant few chances in the first half. Dreams of a clean sheet were dashed when, after Fergal Finnan had cleared his lines at the expense of a corner, Hiroko Kellerman got in front of James Orwell from the resulting set-piece to at least give the team in red a consolation prize. Kellerman could have got a second a scant few moments later, too, but her shot was well held by Orwell.

The Fleftic goal served mainly to snap Krytenia back to reality, and their response was to punish their oppnents still further. A neat one-two between Devereux and Reeder took a couple of Fleftic players out of the play entirely, and when Devereux then found Belmwr around the penalty spot, the Mercia Bromham striker made no mistake in chalking up Krytenia's fifth. The frustration was clearly getting to Abanhfleft, with the foul count steadily increasing as defenders became increasingly desperate in trying to stem the Dragons' onslaught. One such foul, from Brooke Augustyn on Stringer, occurred just inside the box; Belmwr thumped the resulting penalty into the top corner, and the Dragons found themself six-one in the lead.

There was time for one last consolation for Abanhfleft, Claudia Roos beating Finnan to a long-ball clearance before slotting past a perhaps too advanced Orwell, but in truth this was simply the death rattle of a match that had long sice ended as a contest. The Fleftic team took the defeat in good spirits at full time, a testament to their impeccable sportsmanship.

Two games, two wins, two vastly different performances. Krytenia go into their last group game knowing that a draw guarantees them top spot in the group. They'll want to keep the dominant form of this match going though, getting plenty of practice in before the inevitable point in the tournament where the Dragons get drawn against tournament favourites Starblaydia. Onward!

KRYTENIA - 6
Senna 23
Belmwr 26, 67, 75 (pen)
Walrath (og) 45
Stringer 50


ABANHFLEFT - 2
Kellerman 58
Roos 86
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Postby Muralos » Sat Feb 12, 2022 6:32 pm

Two Hainanese Soccer Players Discussing Muralosian Soccer
A video call taking place during the Muralos-Cabo Azure match. (Translated from the Mandarin Chinese that both characters speak.)

Viktor Liao (current student at the University of Oleo, University League team member, former Hainan Union U-21 team member): "Hey! How's it going?"

Lin Zhiwei (Hainan Union national team member, student at the University of Haikou): "I've been good. I finally finished that huge report for my history class."

Viktor: "Oh, you mean the multiverse one?"

Zhiwei: "Oh jeez, I forgot to tell you during the time I went into hiding trying to put together the damn paper. I went to my professor's office hours talking about how I wanted to write about Montaña Verde's land reform policies and the developments in the past 10 years that led to the enactment of land reform, basically. But it turned out there was no way it could happen."

Viktor: "Shit. You had me really excited when you were talking about it at first. I mean I thought about doing something similar for a geology lab with rock samples from another region, and so we would have the first college papers on the multiverse coming out of Muralos and the Hainan Union..."

Zhiwei: "Can you take rock samples from another region back to Muralos?"

Viktor: ".......Honestly, I'm not 100 percent sure on that front. The best would be to collaborate with one of the region's universities."

Zhiwei: "Whew, historical information is a little better since most people who write it want others to read it. You would need access to copious amounts of news articles, journals, and interviews, though.

Viktor: "Too many to count..."

Zhiwei: "Yeah... in the end, my professor and I concluded that we would only be able to find like a fraction of what we needed. All we can find are overviews about Montaña Verde from the past 1 or 2 years. Nothing strong enough to make an argument for the purposes of my term paper... so I changed my topic to historical developments in 18th century Korea."

Viktor: "Well damn. Yeah, it's hard trying to do anything multiversal. I think it's worth it, though."

Zhiwei: "I don't know, dude. There's enough to figure out about our side of the multiverse as it is. But imagine if Einstein or Hawking thought like I did... Man, I got on this call to watch soccer and not get sad about my studies..... (laughs)"

Viktor: "Ok, ok! I have the RTM-net website pulled up right now. Let me use the screen share thing."

[The website rtmnet.mur appears on Viktor Liao's screen. The live broadcast is starting up, with the Muralosian national team standing for the country's de facto anthem.]

Zhiwei: "I get goosebumps hearing this anthem, dude."

Viktor: "It's good, right?"

MUR 0 - 0 CBZ | 8:29

Viktor (while munching on potato chips): "GO BRAVA! That is such a beautiful shot – HE CAUGHT THAT? HOW?"

Zhiwei: "NO."

Viktor: "Great, we're not going to touch the ball for half an hour at least. That just hurts. Tikariot was honestly not that scary in comparison."

MUR 0 - 0 CBZ | 13:37

Viktor: "That's just too much. Brava going in for an early goal that gets completely rejected, then Lin Huiliang [Valora Lin's Chinese name] runs into the same problem, and now it looks like Cabo Azure is going to go into warp drive."

Zhiwei: "Oh, that cross was perfect. Am I going to root for the opposite team now?"

Viktor: "Silveira, that guy is fast. Faster than Rui, and that's saying a lot. Oh, RYO, NO! AHHHHHHH!" (He puts a hand on his face.)

MUR 0 - 1 CBZ | 15:15

Viktor: "I have no more appetite for chips now... but I also want to eat them."

Zhiwei: "What kind of contradictory statement is that?"

MUR 0 - 1 CBZ | 20:05

Viktor: "GALINA! PLEASE!"

Zhiwei: "Oh, Galina is winding up... NOPE! That's going to hit the top corner. Oh no. Oh no."

Viktor: "HUILIANG! Oh, the crossbar again. RUI! NO! HOW DID IT GO DIRECTLY TO THE KEEPER?"

Zhiwei: "He definitely wanted more power than that."

Viktor: "I know that feeling. But that was such a good chance, you feel?" (He quickly and aggressively munches on some more potato chips.)

MUR 0 - 1 CBZ | 23:02

Viktor: (sighs) "They're taking a corner..."

Zhiwei: "Oh, just passing it along the perimeter... wait, then he's just cutting through like that? IT'S GOING TO HIM AGAIN!"

Viktor: "Fucking CLETO!!!!!!"
MUR 0 - 2 CBZ | 32:09

Zhiwei: "Hey, I just remembered I have a meeting with another professor that I rescheduled to about now. I'm so forgetful. But I can catch maybe the last 20 minutes of the game afterwards."

Viktor: "You're pretty good with these things, wow. Yeah, I'll do homework and call you later."

MUR 1 - 2 CBZ | 83:33

Viktor: "Okay, our defense is pretty tight here... nice."

Zhiwei: "Brandao will probably want to pass to Branco..."

Gao Hui, RTM-1 commentator: "Branco. BRANCO!"

(The stadium crowd erupts into cheers.)
MUR 1 - 3 CBZ | 83:50

Viktor: (takes out earbuds and rubs eyes) "Wow. I, do we still watch the end of the match?" (He leans back in his chair and closes his eyes.)

FINAL
Muralos 1 - 3 Cabo Azure

Abramovich 37' | Silveira 15', 23', Branco 83'
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Postby HUElavia » Sat Feb 12, 2022 6:47 pm

Little Margin for Error.

HUElavia gets held to a scoreless draw with Nyowani Kitara to set up a must-win game for Matchday 3.


HUElavia 0-0 Nyowani Kitara
(LTI Stadium, Montfort, The Licentian Isles)

XI at Brookstation:
Lettmann, Regnard, Pujals, Coentrao, Larrangoz, Doisneau, Fonseca-Mantovani (C), Chanca, Torrisi, Yamane, Nascimento
Away Alternative will be worn.


Entering Matchday 2, HUElavia was now reeling from the opening loss to Valentine Z. The decision to use the B-Team for the opening match earned much of the ire of the HUElavian press and fans for head coach Leonardo Conavacio. The team was now expected to deliver results to prevent a possible humiliation against the up and coming Nyowani Kitara, the direct rival for HUElavia for top spot in the preview. Now playing with the A-Team, HUElavia entered LTI Stadium (75,000) in Montfort with a massive amount of HUElavian supporters coming out to cheer on the team.

The match as a whole was a very dull one. Despite efforts from the HUElavian attack, the Kitaran defense held their heads and stopped attacks. On the few chances that the attack would get through towards goal, Bigombe would make saves and grabs to stop Los Amarillos/Os Amarelos in their tracks. Odede and Angonga went on the attack and would slip rarely past the HUElavian defense before Lettmann would make saves and blocks to get praise and applause from the HUElavian crowd. Late in the game, in the 85th minute, a cross from Noffke (in for Doisneau) went into the box, where Rego (in for Chanca) towered over Malmquist to head the ball past Bigombe into the goal to make it what looked like 1-0. The crowd erupted and Rego was mobbed before the referee was called to VAR. The referee looked at the replay which showed Rego had committed a foul over Malmquist to get the ball in, which made the referee call off the goal and keep the score at 0-0. The HUElavian players were left frustrated, while the HUElavian supporters were whistling and booing at the decision. Ultimately, the game ended in a scoreless draw, which served more as a survival point for Nyowani Kitara, while a near-elimination consolation for HUElavia.

With Brookstation and Valentine Z ending in a 2-2 draw, Nyowani Kitara leads Group H with 4 Points (1-1-0, +1 GD, 1-0), followed by Valentine Z in 2nd Place with 4 Points (1-1-0, +1 GD, 5-4), Brookstation in 3rd Place with 1 Point (0-1-1, -1 GD, 2-3), and HUElavia in 4th Place with 1 Point (0-1-1, -1 GD, 2-3). HUElavia will play against Brookstation with the A-Team once again, this time wearing the Away Alternative Uniform to avoid conflicts with the uniforms of Brookstation. The game will take place in LTI Stadium in Montfort, where both teams are obligated to win the match. A draw will leave both teams out on the basis of the 3rd Place spot, and if either wins, they need someone to win between Nyowani Kitara vs Valentine Z to possibly fit a team into the Knockout Round as either a Runner Up or 3rd Place Team. HUElavia is training hard and studying film as they look to turn around the tournament and possibly put themselves into the Knockouts once more. These two games have been dreadful for the team, but they have to put themselves past that and work hard to force another game in the Cup of Harmony. Only time will tell whether the team will continue their stay at The Licentian Isles or take an early trip home to Curumba. Here's to getting a vital victory.

FORCA HUELAVIA! VAMOS HUELAVIA! GO HUELAVIA!

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Postby Chromatika » Sat Feb 12, 2022 9:31 pm

Mirroring Paths
Part 1: The Twin Meetings
Part 2: The Book Moves
Part 3: Twin Surprises
Part 4: The Cambian Horse
Part 5: Shaking Hands with the Devil
Part 6: A Lost Soul
Part 7: Twin Preparations
The Failed Coup of '16 P.R.R.
Part 1: The Capture
The Failed Coup of '16 P.R.R.
Part 2: The Interrogation
It can be said that modern Chromatik history started with the incorporation of the first national football team of Chromatika. Luuk Aart, the team's Captain, was under investigation by the Chromatik Party and the then-Chromatik government for masquerading as a Violet, someone in the upper castes of the Chromatik society, when he was born as a Red, a caste of laborers. When he was convicted despite not being complicit - Aart had had no knowledge - the Chromatik national team, led by Franscseca Larriet-Cortes, fled the country. They would spend a cycle using a stadium in Quebec as their home field, while events started to unfold in Chromatika.

The Rainbow Writers, a group of underground writers, started to spread propaganda supporting a free Chromatika while various rogue elements joined forces under the banner of what became known as the Rainbow Revolution. This Revolution, despite not having a singular leader, toppled the Chromatik Party, though Franscesca Larriet-Cortes was martyred in the process. The Chromatik Party was overthrown, and the Rainbow Revolution's interim government took power, finding an effective voice in Alina Krasnikova, the prior head of Chromatika's secret police that had turned her back on the principles of the Chromatik Party. Krasnikova became the first Premier of Chromatika, though she wasn't one that was voted into office.

Chromatika found itself facing multiple problems during the quest for its first free election not five years later. The remnants of the Chromatik Party had been spared due to keep the country's infrastructure intact after rudimentary inquiries were made to weed out the most offending members of the Chromatik Party regime. Now, many of them were proving to be a roadblock to Chromatika's future. Aided by an ally in Banija, Chromatika was successful in having its first free election, also employing the aid of The Chosen, a group of extraplanar angels whose fates had been tied to Chromatika by virtue of one of them interfering with Chromatik history. At the end, The Chosen were free to be their individual selves, and Chromatika had its first freely elected leader - Keri Wyse Aart.

Though Chromatika started to become a more stable nation, some underlying problems emerged. A group of people thought that the previous members of the Chromatik Party hadn't paid enough for their mistakes, while others looked at the plight of the previously oppressed population and claimed that the Rainbow Party wasn't doing enough to bring those people up to speed. Then, the Anaia-Atlantian Oceania split took the nation by storm, and though Chromatika decided to join the departing nations in Anaia, the fact that the country split from one of its closest political allies in Banija and the fact that most of the negotiations had been done behind closed doors wasn't taken well by the populace. Using this discordance as an ample opportunity, a crime syndicate called the Shadow Hand, a remnant of the Red Enclave that had been the first to oppose the Chromatik Party back before the Rainbow Revolution, started to make some bolder moves.

Recently, three events have shaken Chromatik politics to the very core. First, retired Chromatik footballer Han Ga-Yeong, a major supporter of the current Chromatik government and a spokeswoman for the rehabilitation of the previous ROYG community, was murdered. Not long after, a member of the Chambers of the Legislature, Chromatika's legislative branch, Jordan Lefebvre of the Traditionalist Party, was assassinated. Second, an explosion rocked one of the team buses of Chromatika's national team on the way back from Franscesca Larriet-Cortes International Airport, instantly killing the driver and injuring twelve others. Thankfully, none of the Chromatik footballers were badly injured, but the event proved to everyone that nobody was truly safe.

Finally, at the end of the most recent election, twenty-eight Representatives from the Rainbow Party and the Traditionalist Party joined forces to bring forth a new party, the Saebitdang, or the New Light Party. Hélène Embroise, the previous #1 confidant of Keri Wyse Art, the Premier, heads the New Light Party, breaking the supermajority of power that the Rainbow Party enjoyed and plunging the country into an uncertain future. (This RP has a good glossary of most recent events.) If you want a spoiler for what's really going on, click here.
Glossary of Abbreviations:
RP - Rainbow Party
Trads - Traditionalist Party
CP - (now-defunct) Chromatik Party
ROYG - Red Orange Yellow Green community (the previously lower class in the prior regime)
BIV+ - Blue Indigo Violet plus community (the previously upper class in the prior regime)
NLP - New Light Party (Saebitdang)
NYK - Nyowani Kitara
CFF - Chromatik Football Federation, the organization in charge of the Chromatik National Team and the Rainbow League System
(the) SH - Shadow Hand
BanAm - Ambassador to Banija
NewBanAm - New Ambassador to Banija
Cont - Controller
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Alnio, Capital District, Chromatika


The first thing that Henry Jackson smelled as he awoke was a sickeningly sweet scent that almost drowned out anything else. Though he tried to sit up straight, he couldn't get his bearings, and the only thing that was present in his subconscious was the smell, the pounding headache, and an ever-present feeling of vertigo. Where was he? How had he gotten there? What was the-

"A shame, Mr. Jackson," came a deep voice from somewhere out in the ether, "That it has come to this. I want you to know before you lose all sense of yourself that this wasn't ever our intent. We are just making do with the best situation that we've been presented with, and if that makes us monsters, I guess we are indeed that. We take no pleasure in what is about to happen to you. It just happens to be that you've given us the perfect opportunity to disappear, and we'd be doing the country a disservice if we were to not capitalize."

He tried to make any kind of noise to ask for clarification, but realized that his mouth wasn't his own. He could not muster a single movement nor utter a sound; he was at the complete mercy of his captors.

"Increase dosage tenfold," instructed the voice calmly to the side, "We must be absolutely positive of what is going to happen, and this is the only way."

A bunch of rustling conveyed that the voice's orders had been followed, and mere moments later, the scent's intensity increased to the point where he couldn't think of anything else. He felt himself slipping into even more of a drug-induced state, without sense of time, space, or self itself...

"You are Henry David Jackson, the Chambers of the Legislature Representative of the Traditionalist Party. Disgruntled by Chromatika's treatment of the previous elite and outraged by the passing of the CP Sponsorship Program, you acquired an explosive device and a detonation device from black market vendors, not knowing that they were actually undercover operatives planted to look for any Traditionalist candidates who may choose to take matters into their own hands. You thought that the murders of Ga-Yeong Han and Jordan Lefebvre were justified, as Han spoke well of the current government and Lefebvre was a traitor who was going to turn more and more toward the Rainbow Party. You have spent time looking for the Shadow Hand yourself, but you've been unable to find them; inspired by their antics, you planned to blow up the Chambers of the Legislature and instigate chaos within Chromatika, having seen the state of the country after the bus explosion.

Now that you've been apprehended, it is your life mission to make sure that your point of view gets heard before you are sentenced. Chromatika must not fall into the darkness it is heading toward, away from its history and its culture that had been built by the glory of the Chromatik Party. You will not accept any plea deals nor pardon. You will be vocal about the pitfalls of Chromatik society until the day that you are silenced, and even then, your teachings and speeches will be left in the history books to warn against what will happen if Chromatika is to continue on the path that it is on. You will be unapologetic, proud, and mostly bitter that the attempt failed.

If the Rainbow Party had Franscesca Larriet-Cortes, your belief is that a new Revolution will have you as its first martyr. And you're willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen. Do you understand me?"

Thirty meters from Henry Jackson, Mesmer, one of the agents of the Shadow Hand, looked at the window to get the signal that his speech had been recorded. After getting the go-ahead signal from his assistant, Mesmer made sure that his own gas mask was on tightly and approached Jackson. As expected, Henry Jackson was unconscious; he would remain that way for the next two days while the recorded words of Mesmer's speech would be repeated over and over again to Jackson. Henry Jackson would be an entirely new person when he woke up, and then in the next two days after that as his mind caught up to being altered, he himself would fill in the gaps to make sure that his personality and life history fit the narrative that had been implanted in him.

Currently, the Shadow Hand had instructed Hélène Embroise to inform the Chromatik government that Jackson had been spotted, and that a chase was happening. Hélène had also been tasked with making sure that when Keri Wyse Aart heard this news, she wouldn't dig too much further; the intent of the Shadow Hand was to go back to the shadows now that enough work had been done to set up the NLP in a good path for the Chromatik populace, after all. If Embroise was successful in convincing the Premier that letting one overzealous man take the fall as the biggest scapegoat of all the current events, the Shadow Hand would disperse and not meet again until they were needed. The murders of Han, Lefebvre, and the bus explosion would be remembered as reminders of a Shadow Hand that did exist, but then be forgotten, only remembered as a footnote in Chromatik history.

It had been decided that it would be too hard to make Jackson take the fall for everything that the Shadow Hand had done, because to implicate one man for all those things would seem incredulous at best. However, they could make sure that all the vitriol and public perception would go toward Jackson, and the more that Jackson disputed and denied and was unapologetic, the more that public fervor would be headed toward him and not the Shadow Hand while they made their disappearing act happen.

Making sure that Jackson had an EKG hooked up to him, Mesmer exited the room.

"Be sure to make him comfortable, and feed him and help him when he wakes up in semi-delirious states," he instructed the assistant, "It will take two days for the drug to wear off, and then he will be lost in his own head for two more. Let me know when he's mostly back to himself, and we will instigate the capture of the most dangerous criminal Chromatika has had in years."

The assistant nodded in acknowledgement, and stepped aside as Mesmer exited the room.

He didn't enjoy rewriting other people's psyche, that wasn't the right term. No, but there was a profound justice in rewriting those that had been such a detriment to the progress of Chromatik society to be someone who would be the foundation on which everything else would be built upon.

And that part of his work, he admitted, was worth it.
Former User of the Nations of Yesopalitha and Falconfar

Champion: WBC 52, NSCF 24, 26, 28, and CoH 82
Regional Tournaments: AOCAF 55 Champions, 52 & 63 Runners-Up
WC Proper Appearances: Second Place: 93 Semifinals: 76 Quarterfinals: 77, 78 Round of Sixteen: 79, 80, 87, 88, 92 Group Stage: 81, 83, 84, 86, 89
CoH Appearances: 77 (Ro16), 85 (Ro16), 90 (Champions), 91 (QF)
KPB Ranking: 5 (Pre 95)
RP Population: 22 million

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Postby Brookstation » Sat Feb 12, 2022 9:47 pm

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READY FOR ANOTHER THRILLER ?
by Richard Wilkenshire

Despite being in a pretty much desperate situation in which a win's a lifesaver, Brookstation held on to a draw to ensure that their custom of keeping their audience thrilled till the very last day is maintained. Brookstation’s match with Valentine Z ended in a 2-2 draw due to which Brookstation now has to win their last match against top seed, HUElavia. This situation reminds me of the 39th Copa Rushmori where Brookstation found themselves in a similar situation but managed to miraculously win their last match against Tikariot to qualify for the Round of 16. However, that was a mere happenstance and the possibility of such things happening repeatedly is very low.


I, personally, was delighted to see a country so fond of cats as I myself have two kittens just loitering around me. Valentine Z was a team that had already upset HUElavia the previous matchday and thus it wouldn’t be sensible to underestimate them even if their ranking is lower than ours. From the very onset of the match, both teams seemed energetic and determined to win. Valentine Z was one of the most offensive teams that I have witnessed playing against Brookstation. They started attacking as soon as they got the ball to their feet. As a result of facing such an aggressive opponent, Brookstation had to make changes to their very style of play and three defenders wouldn’t be sufficient to keep the Kittens away.

Brookstation took quite a long time to adapt to the new formation and Valentine Z took advantage of the confusion between the Brook players and scored the first goal of the match. Andika started an attack from the leftern side of the field and advanced towards the goal with almost no one marking him. When he reached more or less near the box, he flung the ball beautifully straight to his associate, Maddox who headed the ball past Latibeaudiere. Brookstation tried to open up some attacks but as soon as the ball came to the Kittens’ feet, they just lost track of what they were supposed to do. The Valentian’s offensive strategy worked out very effectively in their favour while dismantling the Brook defense.

It didn’t take long to see another disappointing goal by the Valentians. The half time mark was at a handshaking distance and the whistle was supposed to be blown just as the Valentians took their corner. But as always, things are not as simple as they seem. This very corner taken by McMahon was converted to the second goal of the match thanks to the perfect positioning of Sreynuon who tapped the ball into the net. At this stage, one could say with confidence that the match was won and it was time for Brookstation to say goodbye to yet another tournament.

Brookstation 2-2 Valentine Z
Onfroy 52' Maddox 26'
Johnson 76' Sreynuon 45'


It took an entire half of the match for Soham Misra to figure out the actual perils of the match and the flaw in the Valentian team. In terms of football, both the teams were in a more or less equal position. It was just the fact that the Valentian’s aggressive style of play baffled the Brook team, making them the superior team. But after all, Valentine Z was not a perfect team and there are always small deficiencies in every team. Soham started off with making changes in the lineup and started sticking to the old 4-3-3 formation. Brookstation now focused on attacking as well. The second half began with both teams playing an offensive game now. The match grew as intense as it could and none of the defenders was in a position to take a breath. Luckily enough, Brookstation’s four player defense was now capable of somewhat stopping the Valentians having suffered their brutalities for an entire half. The Valentians on the other hand was not adept at defending as Brookstation barely had ball possession and neither did they reach close range even once. With only ten minutes on the clock in the second half, Brookstation saw their first indication of hope when Onfroy added a goal to his name with a shot directed towards the leftern top corner. It was Johnson who assisted him to the goal. Johnson had been trying to fabricate a way to break past the Valentian defense and when he found success, he passed the ball towards Onfroy who was at a better position rather than shooting it himself. After all, the job was done.
One goal was not enough to put Brookstation in a position where they could be relieved. Valentine Z still had the lead of the game and they still didn’t stop their attacks. Credit must be given to the Brook defense, especially to Angeles who prevented an upset for such a prolonged period of time. It was a do or die situation for Brookstation and like any normal human, Brookstation obviously wouldn’t carve the path to their death. Brookstation endeavoured to win possession swiftly and exploit the space left by the Valentians. They also started producing clinical counter attacks which often resulted in strikes from Robes and Johnson. In the seventy sixth minute when the entire crowd silently awaited the final result, Brookstation scored their second goal of the match, equalizing the score. Polnareff ran towards the goal dribbling his way past the Valentian line of defense, determined to bring a change to the scoreboard. Polnareff reached a position where the goalkeeper was the only man in his way. Polnareff quickly gifted the ball to Johnson who had been accompanying him throughout and Johnson struck the ball with all his energy eager to bring an end to the suffering of the Brook team.

A win would always be much more appreciated but the fact that Brookstation managed to grab a last moment draw. This however makes things more complicated for Brookstation as they need a win to advance, keeping in mind the fact that the match between Nyowani Kitara and Valentine also needs to end with one side victorious. Brookstation’s next opponent is HUElavia, the top seeded team of the group. Brookstation has faced HUElavia twice before as a matter of fact, winning both the matches by a margin of two goals. However, one of the matches was a friendly and the other in a charity raising cup where the amount of competition was not nearly close to that of one of the most prestigious football tournaments. HUElavia on the other hand would also not give up the opportunity of advancing further so easily. This match is going to be the one which decides the fate of Brookstation. Although, the chances of pulling out a win against the best team in the group after a couple of disappointing games seems negligible, remember that miracles do take place sometimes.

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Postby Astograth » Sat Feb 12, 2022 10:34 pm

Something was wrong with the left side of Aire Epherra’s chest. The Cordian Isles’ third goal, which set the scoreline at 2-3, had come in the 61st minute. It was in that downtime, while the Cordians celebrated coming back from 2-0 down, that Epherra raised his left arm to catch manager Piarres Erke’s attention. A sharp pull of the chest muscle forced him to put it down, not without a wince and a groan. His pectoral, he realised.

Epherra squatted down and reached over with his right arm, massaging his chest. It hurt. Pretty bad. He tried to move it, and again felt intense pain. It burned and pulled, like he could feel every fibre of the muscle tensing itself off the bone. Ishimoda, who’d walked to stand beside him, had noticed and called over the physios.

“I’m fine,” barked Epherra.

“The left side?” asked Iracho Emaz, the lead physio, his eyes fixed on Epherra’s shoulder and already shaking a can of magic spray.

“Just a bit,” admitted Epherra, rolling up his shirt and shifting his torso to present the muscle. The cold, faintly sweet mist of the spray followed.

“Better? Can you move it?” asked Emaz.

“I’m fine,” repeated Epherra. The pectoral was numb to the touch; on moving, the pain was still there, but dulled. It remained stiff, but Epherra gritted his teeth and rolled his arm several times to the physio’s satisfaction.

Epherra couldn’t afford to get subbed off. Of course, in his mind, it was Astograth who couldn’t afford to sub him off, and he was doing the country a favour. They were 2-3 down at the Cup of Harmony. More importantly, his personal tally sat at 117 caps and 63 goals, baby. Only 27 to go and he’d break the national team record. And Astograth really needed a goal from him now, too – the other oafs couldn’t be trusted to do the job, not even his old pal Karazatorre. He’d already scored the opener, barely six minutes into the match, and Marko Martel had made it 2-0 a half-hour later. A fluke for the left-back captain, his second this tournament. No, if anyone was scoring the equaliser – or the winner! – it would be Epherra.

How had he even screwed up that shoulder? He’d tussled several times with one of their centre-backs, the big one. Diandra Ballard, the Cordian Isles’ Nepharan manager, had clearly entrusted this one with the task of keeping close tabs on Epherra – almost every team he faced had one of them. Chase, said the back of this one’s shirt. Another day, another chump trying to stand up to The Bull. Not that anyone called him The Bull, but Epherra felt it would make a good nickname. Cooler than his surname, which meant ‘partridge’.

In the lead-up to the Cordian goal he’d tumbled after a challenge from this Chase: a well-timed sliding tackle had caught him by surprise, and he’d landed awkwardly after being forced to jump over. Apparently, the fall had been bad enough to strain one of his carefully bodybuilt pectorals, though at the time he’d been more focused on trying to get back the ball, or at least ordering that the rest of the team do so.

Epherra endured another 15 minutes of play, trying to both stay still and away from the grubby, grabby hands of centre-backs, before the effects of the spray wore off and the pain became unbearable. During a break in play he jogged to the touchline and asked for a touch-up. Epherra pointedly stayed on the field of play while the physios scrambled to tend to him. Manager Piarres Erke looked him up and down.

“You’re coming off,” he sentenced.

“Nope,” said Epherra, shaking his head.

“You can’t play,” insisted Erke, sounding out each word for emphasis. “Look at you, your arm’s screwed.”

“Pectoral,” corrected Epherra with a grimace.

“You’re coming off,” repeated Erke, signalling behind him for Mogel Galdiano to take off his bib.

Epherra threw up his good arm in a gesture intended to tell the manager where he could go stick his head.

Zakina!” he spat, a word not allowed on Astograthian daytime TV. “Are you stupid? We need a goal.”

But Erke had walked off. Epherra pulled himself away from the physios and barrelled down the touchline, chasing the manager. Play was stopped for a free-throw on the other side of the pitch, and Epherra now had the linesman beside him, insisting he step off the field. Aberri Buuchaga, the assistant manager, interposed himself between Epherra and Erke, while the latter delivered his instructions to Galdiano

“Calm down, Aire.” Buruchaga was imposing, but not through size. He’d been a mean defender and seemed almost from a different epoch, even though he was only a year older than Epherra. A time when men were men and right-backs were hard. One of the running jokes between them was that Buruchaga’s studs were still on Epherra’s calf from that time in ’81. A vanished age, much as Buruchaga’s usual grin. His arms were crossed.

Epherra tried to move him aside in order to speak to the manager, but Buruchaga grabbed him by the good arm and held him back.

“The change is done, mate. You’re done.”

But Epherra knew that wasn’t true. The fourth referee hadn’t put up the board yet. He could simply not step off the field.

He shook his head and offered Buruchaga a grim smile.

“Nope. Tell him that. I’m not coming off.”

Although Erke would make his fury known later, in the dressing room, he knew better than to try and force Epherra to come off. Galdiano came on for Ishimoda. Three substitutions made, 10 minutes of normal time left, 2-3 down at the Cup of Harmony. And Epherra couldn’t jump at corners.

But if anyone was going to score, it was him. In the 84th minute, with the Cordians also pushing hard for another goal, he was almost at the halfway line when Rospide gathered the loose ball and played it out wide for Martel. The play moved faster than Epherra. Martel linked up with Bergara, who returned it further down the pitch, then Galdiano received it and burst into the box. His shot was blocked by the thigh of right-back Jean Admiraal, and deflected sideways. It bounced three times, past the attempt at a sliding clearance by Frederick Johnson, and rolled into the half-circle outside the box. Two steps away from where Epherra trailed the play. He struck the ball like a penalty, firm and to the side, past goalkeeper Bergstrin and a desperation slide from Chase.

Epherra smashed his fist against the badge on his chest, striking the injured muscle underneath.

64 goals. Just 26 to go.

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Postby Savigliane » Sun Feb 13, 2022 12:26 am

LA REPUBBLICA
SAVIGLEGA MANAGERS: A PRIMER FOR INTERNATIONAL FANS
Who's the next Natalia Rossi, Augusto Rinaldi, or Nicoletta Arnaudo?
Nico Innocenti, Sports


For some reason, ever since Savigliane arrived in Anaia, their managers have earned particular notoriety for going abroad. Whether the managers themselves are no longer satisfied to stay in SavigLega instead of exploring their new world, or whether the FA is trying to push their managers abroad to curry international influence, is unknown. But one thing is certain - whenever there's a regional vacancy at the sufficient level, there tends to be Savigliano names in the rumor mills. Whether it's Natalia Rossi joining Kirkenes a few cycles ago after serving as Swans assistant manager, Nicoletta Arnaudo joining Felswyr, Marco Giuliani heading to Couno, or Augusto Rinaldi and Laurent Chambéry finding national team jobs, it's hard to deny. So when the next Savigliano manager inevitably pops up in your country's newspapers, here's a quick guide on the most likely suspects to go abroad so you can sound smart around your football friends:

Anton LEMAITRE (49, Mont-Basiliqué):

There's no doubt that Anton Lemaitre is the hottest new manager in Savigliano football. And while he's expressed his interest in building a long-term project at Mont-Basiliqué, the fourth-place finish he managed last season is more likely to be the apex than the start of something bigger. If things start to stagnate, it's easy to see Lemaitre looking for somewhere with a bit more financial muscle - and that's more likely to be abroad than at home. The fact remains, though, that anyone who can take a newly-promoted team (who weren't particularly impressive in SavigLega 2) to comfortable survival and a IFCF berth should be in hot demand.

Moreover, Lemaitre has won playing the sort of high-tempo, energetic ball that Saviglianos have fallen in love with since the arrival of Tlanx-Nulzk Hal seven years earlier. His formations are relatively flexible, as he's played both three and four at the back in the past, but the constants are hard work, constant running, counter-pressing, and direct, vertical, and upbeat passing in transitions. After an unremarkable playing career and a few seasons managing FC Trinité 1912 to respectable results, he joined Mont-Basiliqué before SavigLega Season 4 and immediately led them to a championship and automatic promotion. After a sixth-place finish after they were widely tipped to go down, hopes were high going into Season 6 - and Lemaitre absolutely delivered despite receiving little backing in the transfer market, delivering the team to a historic fourth-place finish.

If there is a concern, it's that Lemaitre's success has been tied to the success of young striker Blaise Vuillermoz, who took home the Golden Boot last season after finishing top-3 in his first SavigLega season. While it certainly seems that the style works outside of having a wunderkid up top, the team's chance generation hasn't been as good as their record might suggest. Detractors might point to Marco Giuliani as a comparison - after excelling with EDC Fossano thanks in part to his young striker, he left the striker behind for Tikariot - only to never see the same heights again. That striker's name? Thea Squarciafichi.

Andrea SPINELLI (54, Associazione Calcio Acqui Bollente):

Lemaitre may have been a shooting star, but the cool, calm, and collected Spinelli is more of a slow burn. Then again, that's exactly what AC Acqui Bollente seemed to need when Spinelli was brought in. While their second-place finish in Season 3 may not have seemed too bad, it was clear that their core was aging, their promising prospects were repeatedly being driven out of the club, and a rapid decline was imminent. When Pietro Giraudo's knee exploded and the team had to go through the Bianca Fiore Media Extravaganza (before Fiore tore her ACL a season later), it was clear that replacements would have to be found, and fast. But Spinelli rebuilt on the fly, won the league, and then nearly won the league again (falling only to crosstown rivals Nazionale on MD36). The less said about his last season, the better. But it's clear that Spinelli was very capable of making use of what talent he had and finding solutions quickly - the sort of skillset that could make him a valuable asset to a new international team.

Tactically, Spinelli has been more of a chameleon. His teams have played in more possession-oriented and more counterattacking ways, and in a variety of formations. He's not a trailblazer, although he has shown the ability to adjust well during matches. What he will do is stabilize your Big Egos, place trust in underused players (marginalized left-back Dolores Rinaldi turning into an inverted winger almost won them the league), and revamp your team without significant investment. There's a time and a place for that kind of manager, even if they're not meant to stick around forever. However, if your team's chairman said they brought Spinelli in to "bring Tlanxball to our country", you should probably find a new team to support.

Eloisa FENOGLIO (42, Komunemos Calcio):

In stark contrast to Andrea Spinelli, Fenoglio is a footballing romantic who believes in the beauty of the game and uses tactics more to prove a point than to win matches. She's Savigliano, but spent much of her career abroad with FC Baró, soaking up their refusal to play anything but a 4-3-3 and love of possession football. To that end, Komunemos are a perfect fit for her managerial style. Located in a distinctly bohemian neighborhood of Acqui Bollente, and possessing a uniquely left-wing, slightly hipsterish fan base, Komunemos have welcomed the tactician with open arms. But maybe that's just because of what happened in her first season with the club - when she took a team that had finished last in SavigLega 2 the prior season, and won the league and promotion. The second season, with a club that two seasons ago had literally been the worst finishers in all of Savigliano football, went about as well as you might expect. But there's a much stronger base to work with now, and reason to believe that Fenoglio will be back with a vengeance very soon.

What's even more impressive than the former Savigliano international (she's one of the least-remembered members of the Baptism of Fire 73 squad)'s performance with Komunemos is that she did it in her managerial debut. And with a roster of literal nobodies, no less! Even then, the question will always remain, even if she keeps Komunemos up or maybe in the IFCF hunt - can she do it anywhere else, or is this just a fluke? There's rumors that Fenoglio is supremely confident in her own managerial capabilities, especially after her debut season. It's not out of the question for her to stabilize the club in the top flight, and then look for her next challenge.

Franco ROSSOLIMO (59, San Ludovico):

Of course, Fenoglio isn't the best-known SavigLega 2 manager by a long shot. That honor would go to Franco Rossolimo, who took his San Ludovico team on a magical run to the LBCT semifinals two years ago - and then followed it up with a second quarterfinal appearance, all while ensuring promotion to the second tier. His four-year tenure with San Ludovico has been significantly better than mediocre outings with Castiglione and Porto Vecchio, but Savigliane is certain that the LBCT run was no fluke. He also has the pedigree - his father managed AC Acqui Bollente way back in the day, and Franco himself was capped a few times long before the Event or the Baptism of Fire.

Where Rossolimo excels is as a cup manager. His teams are set up to play conservatively, but he deploys the sort of talent that can genuinely hurt on the counterattack. He strongly prefers a 3-4-3 setup, and has very specific notions of the types of players he wants in midfield and attack - maybe Castiglione and Porto just couldn't find them? While his profile may not be high enough for national teams, we can absolutely see him becoming an LBCT specialist in the future (if such a thing exists).
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Postby Yue Zhou » Sun Feb 13, 2022 1:25 am

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NATIONAL UNION SURVIVES CHALLENGES FROM LEFT, RIGHT, SECURES MAJORITY
Zhuang Ruying, POLITICS


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NANGANG -- Despite mounting concerns over economic inequality, the stagnation of local enterprise, the ascendancy of Nephara and Eura in Pavolan affairs, and President Wu Zhongsheng's fitness for office, National Union were able to win 185 of 300 seats to hold onto a decisive majority. While the societal and economic reality of post-liberation Yuezhou has not been easy, reflected in the loss of fifty-eight seats, voters decided narrowly that Yuezhou was best served staying on its current path.

Five years ago, Wu turned in a dominant performance at the ballot box, winning both sides over with a centrist platform and promises of economic and social stability. Wu has delivered on some of his promises: the large-scale infrastructure projects known as "Rebuild Yuezhou" have largely been completed, and Yuezhou enjoys an increased regional status owing to its presence in the Varakoula Accords. However, not everything has been smooth sailing. Two years ago, the local government of Jiangdong, all representing the National Union party, was implicated in a corruption probe linking them to Græntfjaller oil corporation Überolía. Since then, the independent Commission for a Fair Yuezhou has linked several other provincial and city governments to a number of foreign corporations, and Wu Zhongsheng's "creation of a favorable environment for foreign direct investment" has been under fire from those who feel taken advantage of. Additionally, while Wu was able to lead the nation to victory in the Yue Civil War, culminating in Ren Qiang's death at United Republics hands in Xilindao, stability remains a major challenge. A number of attacks in Nanhai and Jiangdong were linked to rogue ex-YPA soldiers, while Sangau's status as a territory of Yuezhou remains in dispute.

As such, while the incumbent National Union government was able to majorly advance Yuezhou's profile within Pavola, there was enough dissatisfaction on both sides of the aisle to split for the left-wing Progressive Democrats (who won fifty-three seats) and the right-wing Liberation Army (forty-five). Activist-turned-politician Yan Ailing was able to consolidate much of the left, striking deals with the Northern League and the Greens to not run against each other. Her strategy of targeting communities exploited by Wu's foreign development taxation policy and corporations such as Überolía made serious inroads even in right-wing communities. She also criticized Wu's willingness to support the KFF militarily and diplomatically, arguing in debates that Wu "cared more about Kitaran playboys than his own people" and arguing in support of a less interventionist foreign policy. On the right, ex-revolutionary and current firebrand Liang Ziyou went after National Union's overly-liberal trade policy and argued that Zhen Qiang's diplomacy had weakened Yuezhou's regional standing. With local businesses struggling in a wave of imports and Nephara and Eura showing their ambitions in Pavola, his rhetoric attracted many on the right who feared National Union too weak to truly project Yue power.

Wu Zhongsheng suffered further ignominy in the Presidential Election, underperforming his party by over four percent. Analysts linked most of this underperformance to a recent stroke suffered by the President, despite a near-full recovery, and the questions over how his return to power was handled (vice/interim president Huang Erlin having mysteriously resigned from office shortly after). As such, he only narrowly managed to outperform Yan and Liang, and while he ultimately won by a five-point margin, Yan's performance has forced a runoff election next month between Yan and Wu. While Wu is almost certain to win, owing to Liang Ziyou's right-wing tendencies, it's absolutely a show of weakness from the veteran politician.

In the long term, while National Union still holds a comfortable majority, compromises will absolutely have to be made in order to continue winning elections beyond this year. More ambitious proposals, such as accession to the CRC, are still plausible - he does have 185 votes, after all - but are no longer fait accompli as Yan, Liang, and members of Wu's own party have come out against such action. The populist view of foreign policy appears to favor subregional projection of power more than Rushmori-wide involvement, despite National Union's open commitment to continue trying to move along both tracks. However, concessions will be coming, and whether they'll be in foreign policy or the economy is the only question left to be answered.

Presidential Election Results: WU ZHONGSHENG (National Union): 33.5% • Yan Ailing (Progressive Democrats): 28.8% • Liang Ziyou (Liberation Army): 26.9%

Assembly Election Results: NATIONAL UNION: 180 (37.8%) • Progressive Democrats: 53 (24.8%) • Liberation Army: 35 (19.1%) • Northern League: 9 (3.5%) • Yue Greens: 8 (6.1%) • Independents: 15
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Postby Kyzhurkistan » Sun Feb 13, 2022 3:43 am

Kadyr looked across the hotel room. Although more spacious places were available, he believed that the smaller space and the uncomfortable seating (for the others) would keep the timing of the meeting in hand. Whilst he had taken the chair near the small but tidy desk, trying to jot down some notes, his two assistants tried to find a spot. Veteran Uulu Nazirbek had opted for the bed but struggled to not lean back too much. Nearing sixty, he formed a father figure for some of the lads who needed that type of approach and he was very meticulous when setting out cones. Sometimes, that was all that Kadyr needed. On the windowsill, there was Marat Uzmarov, the twenty-six year old whizzkid who was forced upon him by the FA. During games, he saw more of his computer screen than the pitch and Kadyr still was unsure what to do with him.
“So… A big game coming in tomorrow. Against Oberour ar Moro, the tasks are quite simple. Grab a point and we go on to the knock-out rounds. Really big game.”
It was stating the obvious. This Cup of Harmony, despite being depicted as a consolatory prize left and right, had suddenly blown up big when Attokur Rakhimov hammered a winner past Wageo. The Sendhang goalie might have been glued to the floor by that goal but it was as if the nation rose as one. So far, national pride and community always had been touchy subjects but seeing a man in a red shirt score a goal in the fairly amusingly named Recreation Ground apparently opened up a new sort of sentiment.

“If a point suffices, we might let them storm us and pounce on the counterattack.”
His two assistants looked up at once, one from the annoyingly soft cushion, the other from his laptop screen.
“I think that is not a good way to go, Kadyr. We need to start from our own strengths or the whole thing will deflate.”
It was Uulu who mentioned it, but Marat nodded in agreement. The two of them were both amused and surprised to be in agreement as it must have been the first time since arriving at the Licentian Isles that they didn’t cancel one another out. From the colour of the training jumpers over the length of the grass up to the hotel room warmth, the two had been on each other’s case with Kadyr needing to step up as King Salomon. It shook the head coach as much as his two assistants.
“That’s… A clear point of view. After all, Atabaev is still suffering from his ankle injury, so the same eleven can take the pitch.”

“That’s… That’s not necessarily what I said.”
Marat turned his laptop and a series of thumbnails with formations appeared. But before he could start his explanation, Uulu cut him short: it seemed as if their truce was as short as could be.
“Oberour ar Moro is another 4-3-3 with a very attacking mindset. We had a very strong tactical scheme against the Quebecois, let us bring that to the drawing board again. Especially as the players are quite familiar with it already, it is very effective.”
Kadyr nodded in agreement, he had been considering that option as well. Against the Grim Reapers, they had managed to get Shamshiev in possession as a deep-lying playmaker whilst using the official number ten Zhuraev as bait. It had brought them in the lead and made it a very competitive game against one of the favourites for the tournament. This could have been a very short meeting if Marat didn’t sigh audibly.
“You’re not sure, Marat?”
“In all honesty, then we can already throw away the next round now already. That’s just not smart.”
Uulu looked increasingly annoyed, especially as the move with Shamshiev had been his original idea, but Marat didn’t seem bothered.
“Firstly, that code was cracked after about an hour by that Vdaran manager from Quebec. Once they could pin him down, we were left without any options. I’m quite sure Stevenson will have done his homework. Secondly, Oberour ar Moro plays differently.”
“A 4-3-3 and attacking, what’s the…”
Uulu’s protests drowned in the explanation as Marat started clicking through slidedecks.
“See, it’s not a classic 6/8/10 midfield but rather two infiltrating midfielders with Breut and le Boutonnier. They operate exactly in the spaces where we isolated Shamshiev, so it wouldn’t last a minute.”

He had had Kadyr’s curiosity with his initial sigh, but now he had the attention from the gaffer, so he rolled on.
“We need to create a majority on the wings, here and here, in order to disrupt their plan.”
Images of x’s and o’s quickly came one after another. Trying not to look too interested, Uulu did throw an eye on it to find his point of criticism.
“Is… Is that a 5-3-2?”
“Exactly, with that formation we can avoid having to make a way through that midfield block and…”
“You’ve got to be kidding here? After all that, you will tear apart our defense?”
As the volume was going up, Kadyr raised a hand to avoid any shouting. Whilst he was tickled by Marat’s ideas, he agreed it was too short notice for this. They had worked hard to make the four in the back a solid unit and against popular expectations, they had managed so. Mamataliev and Satybaldiev individually were near the bottom of the list of individual central defenders in this tournament, but together they overperformed.
“Are there options without ripping up the back four?”

A grin came on Marat’s face.
“Because I knew this would be the exact reaction, I’ve set up this alternative. It is not my preferred option but with a 4-1-2-1-2, we could make a difference.”
A small snort from Uulu.
“Which is just a fancy name for 4-4-2, which we already play.”
The volume went up again.
“No. No, no, no. In this system, Shamshiev and Omorov go wide in attack. We can’t make our way through that central press, but we can play around them. It will need a lot of stamina from our team so Dyashev will need to get instructed well as he will need to be subbed on. Omorov can handle that pace, he’s used to it now in Farfadillis but for Tair, ninety minutes will be too long.”

Kayrat rose and paced the room. It all looked good in dots and lines, but he struggled to bring it to the pitch.
“Do we have the time to implement it?”
Marat rose and for the first time, he didn’t look hunched, but confident.
“Yes. Omorov and Shamshiev are key and they’re both clever guys. It will ask a lot from Sarybaev as well, so that’s a risk factor but if we start now, we can pull it off.”
Uulu still was shaking his head but Kadyr knew, deep down, that same old wouldn’t cut it on an occasion like this.
“Then… Let’s no longer lose time. Call the guys into the meeting room.”

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Postby Savojarna » Sun Feb 13, 2022 5:43 am

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Hartikainen double secures Savojarna’s knockout slot


By Jaukka Halanen

The Savojar National Football Team already was on a major high towards the end of an initially disastrous World Cup Qualifier, ending its campaign on a 5 game win streak after new coach Dmitri Lijushkin took over the reins. Travelling to Montaña Verde for the Cup of Harmony, the Northlights have now extended their streak to seven games with victories over Soldera and Chartistan. The 3-0 victory over Chartistan also continues another streak: Aleksandra Virulainen remains unbeaten for two games in a row, a great start to the Partisan Sjoedrhavn keeper’s tenure as the starting goalkeeper of the Northlights. With the victory over Chartistan, the Savojars are securing advancement together with the other double winner in the group, Flavovespia, whom they will face to determine the winner of the group.

Savojarna and Chartistan have met twice before, during the World Cup 87 qualifiers, resulting in a 2-0 at the Bjurman and a 2-4 away in Chartistan on the penultimate matchday; a loss in the late phase of the campaign that would put their WC87 qualification in danger, but was not enough to keep them from qualifying with a draw against Königlich Wasserstein. Yesterday’s match marked the cleanest win thus far for the Savojars, winning off the back of an early goal by Kimi Hartikainen and an incredibly solid defensive performance. Fourteen minutes was all that Savojarna, who fielded a new version of their defensive midfield by forgoing a classic defensive midfielder and starting Tedenby and Orakhin next to each other, needed until the Galatica midfielder conquered the ball, played it forward to Lundell, and a chip behind Chartistan’s defensive line was taken on by Hartikainen for the first goal of the game. With the goal in hand, Savojarna kept pressuring Chartistan deep in their half and forced a lot of long balls that the Northlights could easily control, but struggled to get much done in the offence themselves, leading to a relatively unspectacular first half ending with a 1-0 scoreline, although at a convincing 58% possession and a shot lead for Savojarna that spelled good things for the second half.

And good things were indeed coming to the Savojars. Chartistan had their best chance early in the second half as Plasticium Amphibia managed to beat out Klaey for a cross that Nymark couldn’t quite clear, leading to a shot from the edge of the box by Air Latte that profited from chaos in the Savojar box, but narrowly flew over the bar. This being the only moment thus far where Virulainen seemed a little insecure, the game was quickly under Savojar control again; after an hour, Jashkin managed to find a pass through to Ehlers, but the ball was deflected out for a corner. They didn’t need more than that, though: Vladimir Orakhin threw in his entire physical strength and presence to rise above Walter Walter and head the ball past goalkeeper Viviano to score the 2-0. With this added security, Lijushkin opted for some more security, taking out Lundell in favour of the defensive stronghold Markko Niskanen and locked down the centre more. This change made it even harder for Chartistan to advance, making the centre difficult to crack as the Savojars were reliably taking down any long balls. Sven Ehlers then got to prove his worth as a shadow striker, falling back to take a diagonal cross from Viipuri in midfield, and combining his way forward with Orakhin, drawing out the defence to create a perfect gap for Hartikainen to rush into. His counterpart Misha Jashkin found the pass through the defence for the Sumani winger from CASK Thorsborg to take the ball and score his second goal of the game from an angle, with Viviano hopeless to react.

The three goal lead proved to be decisive as Chartistan could not use the remaining seventeen minutes to create anything, leaving Savojarna on top of the group with six points and a 4-0 record in goals. Flavovespia’s 2-1 victory in the game against Soldera later on the day settled the group’s direct advances already, meaning that Savojarna are now in the position to determine the group winner. Dmitri Lijushkin’s job, however, did not get easier as the alternative starter Tedenby showed a great game, as did Markko Niskanen; the job of selecting his starting eleven against Flavovespia will be difficult. Asked on the topic, he stated: “I have 23 players here that can play in the national team, everyone in this tournament is a real Northlight. We’re going to take the game against Flavovespia seriously, but we’ll evaluate the team together with the coaching staff over the next days and see what we think is best. Some players might get a chance to prove themselves to make sure that we’re going to have the best team possible for the knockouts, too. It’s a really long tournament and it’s important we’re keeping our legs fresh, but we’re not going to completely rotate to make sure we’re going to have a good team, and top this group”.

The new optimism that seems to have gripped the team after the change in coaching has been shared by the game’s match winner, Kimi Hartikainen, too. “Of course I’m very happy that Dima took over because that’s what got me into this position, before I wasn’t really thinking of the national team because it was all Östberg and Voynov. Nothing against them, of course, but I’m just really happy I get to show what I can do for my nation and this team. I think we’re all just riding that high for now, we’re entering games thinking we can’t really lose them, and that’s an incredibly powerful feeling when games aren’t going that well like in the first match against Soldera. We’re trying to keep it as long as we can”, the winger said in his post-match interview. Savojarna’s young team also is reason enough to be optimistic about the future. “We’re in a great spot right now, there’s a lot of talent here and also still some established players we might bring in eventually. I’m really confident this team can be the basis of a longer term growth, hopefully under my watch”, Lijushkin said about the fact he is commanding one of the youngest Northlights sides in recent history. They will get another chance to prove themselves against Flavovespia, before heading on to the Cup of Harmony knockout stages.

Savojarna 3-0 Chartistan (1-0)
Estadio Unión Giancarlo Castro Calderón, 20’000 (sold out)

Goals: 17’ Hartikainen 1-0 (Lundell). 58’ Orakhin 2-0 (Viipuri). 74’ Hartikainen 3-0 (Jashkin).
Yellow Cards: 26’ Yewwi, 39’ Tedenby, 53’ Zirkova (all foul).

Savojarna: Virulainen - Klaey, Zirkova (69’ Vikarby), Nymark, Viipuri - Tedenby, Orakhin, Lundell (62’ Niskanen) - Hartikainen, Ehlers (82’ Hedenberg), Jashkin.


Starting Lineup vs. Flavovespia
Virulainen - Viipuri, Nymark, Dmitriev, Strid - Klaebo, Tedenby, Virttu - Hartikainen, Alvesen, Gyldenström
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Postby Cabo Azure » Sun Feb 13, 2022 6:15 am

Doctor Fonseca, pt 3
Kim Garden Hotel, Quebec City, eight years ago
The dress looked different.

“It’s just the light,” Stefan insisted as he deftly applied Alex’s mascara, “Now stop moving your eyes.” Alex had messaged asking his advice on what makeup to do for the royal wedding, and he’d insisted instead on driving to Quebec City to do it for her. Now she was seated on a chair in the bathroom of the palatial hotel suite that had been booked for her, studying the dress where it hung in the bedroom while Stefan made delicate strokes at her eyelashes.

The dress was beautiful, no doubt; Ji-Ho was about her business, and this wasn’t even the first royal wedding she’d dressed someone for. It was floor-length, as befit the occasion, and the same brilliant gold as the Azurean flag (“Not exactly subtle,” Stefan had opined, “But you’re their first princess in how many years?”). Trying it on in the hotel room, though, she’d found herself hopelessly washed out, a ghost staring out from the mirror. When Stefan arrived with makeup bag in hand, he’d found her on the bed in her underwear, dejected and unwilling to move.

Alex had only been a princess for about a week, and she was aware that she was already living up to every stereotype. She also knew that she was a nineteen year-old woman, impossibly far from home, who’d just learned that her parents had lied to her and her siblings ever since they were born. She was terrified that Manuel or Ronnie might have been complicit in keeping the secret, so she hadn’t shared what she’d learned with her siblings, which exacerbated her feeling of isolation.

“Done with the eyes,” Stefan reported, “How do we feel about it?”

“It looks beautiful, Stef,” Alex said hoarsely. She’d been crying when the makeup artist arrived, and he’d had to apply a cold washcloth to reduce the puffiness. Princess Alexandra Fonseca, second in line to the vacant throne of Cabo Azure, was an ugly crier. It made her think of a well-known photograph of her mother, then-Princess Abigail, taken at the funeral of her father King Reinaldo I, when she was an eleven year-old girl, weeping openly for all to see. Alex had to have seen that photo a hundred times and never realized she was looking at her mother.

“You look beautiful,” Stefan corrected. His social media confirmed that he was not, as Ji-Ho had put it, “buying what Alex was selling”, but she couldn’t deny his aesthetic sense was unmatched. He’d managed to outline her lashes, bringing her eyes out just enough without being dramatic. Looking in the mirror, she could see the pieces come together. With just the right amount of foundation and blush, the pink of her face would complement the gold of her dress, the onyx jewelry Ji-Ho had sent would pick up her dark eyes and thick black curls, and she would finally be the exotic Rushmori beauty Stefan had described in the department store.

When her makeup was done, Stefan moved on to her hair, pinning it into a simple yet elegant up-do that exposed her long neck and onyx-studded choker. He zipped her into her dress and took a few pictures in the suite’s sitting room, where the light was better. Looking at them on his phone, Alex didn’t recognize herself; the sharp-eyed woman staring back at her seemed older, more poised.

“Listen,” Stefan said as he packed his tools to go. “I mostly do the gay-best-friend thing because it sells on social media, but I’m going to give you some advice anyway. This is the event of a lifetime. Have fun. Forget about being a princess; honey, everyone there is a prince or princess or a duke of something. Just go be you, and you won’t forget this night as long as you live.”

“Thanks, Stef.”



Franck Rosenshield wasn’t a big man, and his tuxedo was fitted excellently, but he swore he could feel it shrinking before he’d even sat down to eat the absolute feast that had been prepared for the royal wedding. Never particularly at home in high-society circles, he’d been gifted an invite by one of his uncles, Eugene, who served in the House of Lords and took a peculiar interest in Franck’s career.

“You know,” Eugene had said before handing him the invite. “I bet there’s at least one future prime minister at this wedding. At least one.”

Once, Franck had sat Eugene down and explained that his interest in medicine was altruistic, not an angle on a political career. Eugene had responded by saying how many more people he could help as Minister of Health or a similar portfolio, at which point Franck had decided it was hopeless. He’d take his uncle’s handouts when it suited him, but otherwise forged his own path as he had since secondary.

He found his table quickly, since it was close to the entrance, at the opposite end of the room from the head table. Most of its other occupants were milling about, schmoozing as no doubt Eugene had intended for Franck to do, but one had already taken her seat. A slight young woman in a brilliant gold gown, she was helping herself to a glass of wine, eyes fixed on the tablecloth.

“Hey there,” Franck ventured, “Are you sitting here?”

“Clearly,” came the young woman’s answer. Her words weren’t slurred, but there was a brightness in her face that could only have come from wine. Franck wasn’t in a place to judge, not being entirely sober himself, though he suspected she was at least one drink ahead of him. Feeling a quick, unaccountable shock of daring, he moved his place card from the other side of the table and switched it for one next to her. She looked surprised, but didn’t object. He poured himself half a glass of wine from her bottle, and smiled as genuinely as he could manage.

“Franck Rosenshield,” he said. “Enjoying the party?”

“Alex Fonseca,” the woman replied. “I am having a good time, all things considered. It’s been a silly couple of weeks, but this so far has been a truly incredible night. It is everything you’d expect from a royal wedding. Who invited you?”

As blunt as the question was, he could tell she hadn’t meant it unkindly. She was trying to keep the conversation going, probably feeling at least as out of place as he did. He realized that she was both younger than he’d thought, no more than twenty, and strikingly beautiful, delicate features framed by dark hair and jewelry like the subject of an oil painting.

“My uncle,” Franck answered. “He’s a minister in Lords, and he’s got this idea that I…” He trailed off, not wanting to foist the details of his life onto a stranger in the midst of a party.

Alex, for her part, had no such inhibitions. She took another sip of wine, and over the next ten minutes he learned of her relationship with her parents in intricate detail. It all seemed to orbit around a Big Lie they’d conspired to tell her and her siblings (or maybe her siblings were in on it, that part wasn’t clear), that was also somehow connected to their divorce (had they lied about getting a divorce? Divorced because of the lie? Divorced because of what the lie was about?).

Alex paused in her rant when the rest of the table started to take their seats, and she and Franck participated in small talk about the food, the vows, and other wedding details while they enjoyed the unearthly spread that had been prepared. She also slowed down on the wine, aware she had just poured her heart out to a literal stranger, and with time and food in her belly, began to feel more coherent. The others at their table were kind, if shallow, mostly aristocratic legacies like Franck who seemed to take her for the same. She received a few compliments on her dress gratefully, but mostly kept to herself or made the occasional aside to Franck.

Dessert came and went entirely too fast for Alex’s liking, and then it was time for the first dance, a beautiful waltz played by a representative string quartet from the Orchestre Philharmonique de Radio-Quebec. Queen Christine and Prince Caspian glided across the dance floor in a blissful vacuum, two deities who’d chosen to temporarily grace this plane with their presence. Alex stood near the back of the crowd that had gathered, shoulder to shoulder with Franck, and felt an unwelcome pang of jealousy. Here was a woman who’d been raised to rule, in the prime of her life, dancing at her wedding with the eyes of the world upon her. Alex feared she could never measure up to such grace.

As the quartet finished, the room filled with the sound of piano chords, played independently at first, then growing into a song. All eyes went to the piano at the edge of the stage where a woman, a few years older than Alex and dressed like a guest, had begun playing. She seemed extremely familiar, someone Alex had seen before but couldn’t place out of context. Silence overwhelmed the crowd, and even unamplified, the woman’s voice filled the room as she sang,

“We said goodbye, that's what you told me once
So many times we've made our peace
But this is love, I'll never give you up
I know you'll always come home to me

Like a river always running, I keep losing you
Like a fire always burning, I’ll be here for you”


“Omigod,” Alex said quietly, looking at Franck with wide eyes. “That’s Plongeon.”

A murmur went up in the crowd as more people recognized the singer, and most of them remained planted where they were. Franck dared to glance at the queen, who wore an inscrutable expression which was nevertheless not the warm smile she’d shown for the majority of the festivities. Plongeon crashed into the chorus, and a few brave souls took to the dancefloor, moving in tentative, sweeping motions in time with the song’s gentle pulse.

“If you’re ready, heart is open
I’ll be waiting, come find me
If you’re searching for forever
I’ll be waiting, come find me.”

Alex closed her eyes and took in the moment, remembering what Stefan had told her that morning in the hotel. Ever since that fatal Skype call with her father, her focus had been survival; school, the wedding, and processing the heartbreak of knowing her parents had crossed a line that could not be uncrossed. Now, wearing this beautiful dress with these beautiful people in this beautiful place, she started to wonder whether this could be her life. Restoring the monarchy had been a topic of conversation for decades, and the monarchists were said to be closer than ever to achieving their goal. If Princess Abigail really were alive, in Cabo Azure, and possessing a Ph.D. in political science to boot, then it seemed like a matter of time before the Gang of Seven would step down and allow a new Portelo monarch to be crowned, one who maybe should have been queen forty years hence.

“They set me up,” she said under her breath.

It all came together in her mind; the mysterious offer to study in Quebec, her mother’s enthusiasm, her father’s caution. The choice of Cassadaigua for her mother’s girlhood exile had been intentional, as it was a stable monarchy historically ruled by strong queens. It seemed obvious in retrospect that Quebec had been chosen for a similar reason, maybe by some of the same people who’d arranged Princess Abby’s sojourn. Was this wedding meant to be the start of something?

“Do you want to dance?”

The question startled Franck out of his thoughts, most of which had been about how to lure Alex back to the table and continue their conversation. Having been largely unimpressed with her sloppy rendition of her life’s story, he now found that he craved her attention in its absence. There was an intensity to her presence, a gravity to being with her that he hadn’t felt with anyone else, and he had a strange sensation of a clock ticking, like he was running out of time to spend with her.

“Of course,” Franck said, too forcefully, though he was grateful he managed to say anything at all. Alex smiled for the first time, and Franck lurched as though the world had stopped spinning for a moment. She had an impish grin, too wide and showing too many teeth, but it reached her eyes and illuminated them like reflections in her onyx stones. She led him out of the ballroom, down a long hallway, and through a set of French doors onto a balcony overlooking a small garden. It was dark out, and the heat of the day had worn off. A security guard posted on a door below clocked them when he looked up, but seemed unworried as he spoke into his shoulder.

“This…is where you want to dance?” Franck asked tentatively. He didn’t know what he had expected when she led him away, but this wasn’t it.

Alex looked momentarily embarrassed, studying the scene as though she hadn’t realized where she was. She gave the security guard a tentative wave. “I just had to get out of there,” she said, giving him a pleading look. “It’s been such a bad week, for all the reasons I told you, and Plongeon was so amazing, and the queen, and I…I…”

Franck slid a hand around her waist, placing his palm in the small of her back and pulling her close to him. Surprised, she nearly fell forward, her chin catching on the back of his shoulder, hands resting on his hips to steady herself. A second later, he felt her relax, and her body began to shake with sobs.

“I’m sorry,” she said into his neck, “This isn’t dancing.”
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Postby Barunia » Sun Feb 13, 2022 7:07 am

It all came down to this. If Barunia failed to advance to the next round, this would be Neville Swan’s last game for the Suns. Although he had been preparing for this moment for almost two cycles, now that it was here, he was struggling to process the idea. He knew it could be the last ever game for his country, perhaps even his last game of professional football. Neville was trying to take it all in without getting emotional. He knew that if he got emotional, he would be no good on game day. He also knew that McLelland, as much as she was about team spirit, wasn’t about to put his special moment above the success of the team. There was a possibility that he might not even get to come off the bench.

Of course, there was the possibility that this would not be his last game. It was a situation that Neville hated, but it was the reality that the Suns were not fully in control of their own fate. It all hinged on the match between Schima Bas and South Newlandia. If Schima Bas lost, then a win or draw would see the Barunians through. If the Golden Crescent drew, then the Suns needed a win, and if they defeated South Newlandia, then not only was a win needed, but it had to be big enough to reverse the Suns’ inferior goal difference. Of course, a similar situation would occur if both teams lost, but that then introduced the possibility of South Newlandia stealing 2nd spot and advancing.

If Barunia did advance, then Neville wouldn’t know his last game until the final whistle was blown. It could be the next round, or perhaps Barunia would make it to their third Cup of Harmony final? Could it be the fairytale ending, winning the nation’s first international tournament? Perhaps, but Neville was getting ahead of himself. There was only one match that mattered right now, and it was the next one. As hopeful as he wanted to be, he couldn’t help but prepare as if it was to be his final match in the sky-blue. After training, he went down to the locker and pulled out that familiar jersey, with the scarlet 9 embroidered on the back. His 9. His fingers traced the four letters above it “S-W-A-N”, in that same scarlet. He couldn’t quite believe it was the end of the road. If things didn’t go perfectly for Barunia, this could be the last time he would stand shoulder-to-shoulder with his teammates to sing the national anthem. It would be the last time he would hear the scarlet army chanting his name, the last time he would feel the thrill of scoring a goal or setting up the perfect pass. He was going to miss it. Neville buried his head in his team shirt and cried.
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Postby Trolleborg » Sun Feb 13, 2022 7:29 am

Greetings, compatriots!
It’s TTV. Of course, we fully share with your emotions and feelings about recent games of the national team.

As the fan, who first came to his senses after the final whistle of the second match of the group stage and interrupted the dead and bewailed silence of the stands, said, “it would be better for us to leave the international arena after the Belnegau”. Yes, it seems that it was that tournament that broke something. After a series of good matches and successes, the team suddenly began to suffer completely unexpected defeats, and this string already stretched for fourth tournament in a row. As a rule, there is no internal logic in them. The overall impression is that we are playing some kind of game, where everything is determined by dice rolls.

And I think you will all agree that everything was as we want to be in the game with Eraman - each player did what he could, they all played together a good, and sometimes beautiful attacking football, tried hard to win game, put their soul into what they are doing, and such was the result. And at first it seemed that everything would be as good as possible, by the end of the 20th minute the score was 2:0, and then it was as if an evil wizard began to do something with our players. You can't even say that Eraman greatly increased his speed after that, or tried too much hard to even, or showed some unexpected moves, but time after time the ball ended up in the net of our team. The substitutions didn't help either, and in general, the no one will turn to accuse one of the players of a bad game, and even can’t be accused to play below average. As Torben Mortensen summed up after having chewed about 20-30 curses, "It was great football, only the score was 2:4 for some reason ...".

Now everything depends on the last game with Astograph, and although we have a chances to take tickets to the playoff, the team, let's give ourselves an honest answer, with this state of affairs and many unfortunate accidents, cannot count on a repeat of any of last year's successes. But do not lose heart and put off your best fan efforts, the loudest cries and the brightest performances for the next season. Yes, we are all confused and somewhat demoralized. But, in the end, there is a change of generations in the team, and new players still have to find the game that the team will show in the next few years. We must go through this black streak of unpleasant accidents - yes, precisely accidents that have recently begun to play a very important role. And we must remember that there have been worse times, and it is enough to look at hockey and basketball players to see exactly how worse they can be.

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Postby The Cordian Isles » Sun Feb 13, 2022 8:43 am

Nicholas Eriksen couldn't believe it. He just couldn't. What he was seeing on the field both surprised and amazed him.

Astograth had scored in the first six minutes of the match, as the Cordians ran around doing a lot of nothing as they tried to counter the Astograthians. They held off the attack for a while, Bergstrin doing a nice bit of work in net to keep the difference at one. But she couldn't be in two places at once, and when she'd saved a shot a half-hour later, it had rebounded out and the Astograthians' captain, a back, had cleaned up the garbage. 2-0 Astograth, and it looked like the four-match non-friendly winless streak Cordia had going would continue. Astograth had kept pushing, and the North Stars had continued playing like shit until half. Eriksen considered it nothing short of a miracle that Astograth hadn't made it 3-0.

Commentators will often say they "don't know what happened in the locker room, but it worked". Nicholas was there, and knew exactly what had happened. But he was still pretty confused as to how or why it'd changed things around. Diandra Ballard had walked into the room, said, "That was embarrassing. I hate being embarrassed." and walked out. Ballard subbed out Admiraal for Demov as they went to return for the second half. The substitution turned out to be a fruitful one; Admiraal scored but three minutes later, with a shot that deflected off an Astograth body and in. The goal breathed new life into the team, and they started attacking hard. This time, it was the Astograthians running around, confused and missing coverages.

They'd kept attacking, kept getting shots on net, trying desperately to equal the score of the match while Astograth was confused on defense. Bee Karjalainen put a shot on net high, leaving no choice for the Astograthian keeper but to deflect it over. Rasmus Karlsson went to take the corner, as was his specialty. He put it up... right into the head of Nicholas. He'd yelled in celebration at netting the equalizer, and the whole team was excited, ready to keep going, to score again. The clock ticked into the 60th minute as Astograth took the kickoff, and it was Sebastian Voll who took the ball from his opposite striker, taking it deep into the Astograth side before sending it back to Nicholas. Nicholas continued to progress toward the Astograth net, then sent a pass in to Hannah Andersen. He saw the kick, the shot, knew she was shooting for a corner. But that ball had eyes.

Bardown.

Bar.

Fucking.

Down.


And the Isles had the lead.

Eriksen now watched his North Stars defend an attack, now in the 84th minute. The play had moved past him on the other side, a good bit of passing sending the Astograthians into the box. Come on, you can hold a little bit longer. An Astograth striker shot from inside the box. Admiraal was there to block it. There we go. Nice. But Frederick Johnson missed the clear, and the ball rolled into the penalty circle. He saw a green-clad player advance toward the ball. Shit.

He shot.

Goal.

3-3.

This late in the match.

"God fucking damn it."
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Postby Tikariot » Sun Feb 13, 2022 9:01 am

The sounds of soft waves rolling onto shore opens the scene. The sea is calm, save for these small waves gently moving towards the sandy beach. Palm trees lean towards the waters, their fronds slowly moving in a slight breeze coming in from the sea, silhouetted against the faint light of approaching dawn. A scene of absolute peace and tranquility. Suddenly the calm surface of the water begins to ripple and with a surprising spray another silhouette emerges, one in stark contrast to the lean palm trees and other vegetation that is growing close to the waterfront. It is the silhouette of a man, tall, wide, squarely built, a mighty mane of hair framing his head despite its wetness. As he straightens up the sun begins to crest the far horizon, highlighting the water running off his muscular body. As the camera swings around, the sun's rays reflect in his dark eyes, hard-set, defiant, determined. Most of the visible skin is covered in intricate tribal tattoos and in his hand he holds one of the impressive Cardannian war axes. His gaze fixes at the camera and as he raises his axe, he lets out a mighty bellow:

"I am Tikariot!"

The picture fades to black and the howling of wind starts up. Slowly the blackness fades away and shows a row of high mountains, its snow-covered peaks reaching far into the impeccably blue sky. Wispy clouds of snow can be seen being blown off the peaks by the high winds. Slowly the picture zooms out, revealing more of the impressive range of the Khazagh Mountains with the sun and shadows creating a mesmerizing contrast while the only audible sound is the wind rushing it is interrupted by footsteps crunching through the snow. The camera slowly turns around to show a figure clad in a long black leather coat with a heavy fur-lined hood and a bright, woven scarf covering most of its face, leaving no skin exposed but the area around the eyes. Long, black hair is spilling out of the hood, while the eyes have a slight slant, focusing on the camera, a spear with an intricately carved blade in a gloved hand. Reaching up, the figure pulls on the scarf, revealing a young woman's face as she raises the spear towards the skies, calling out with a strong voice:

"I am Tikariot!"

Again the picture fades to black and when it comes back, it shows wide, steppe grasslands, flat and completely devoid of trees. In the distance some sand dunes of a desert can be seen, the lush grass of one side of the view slowly becoming drier until it fades into the sands. The sound of hooves makes the camera turn around to show a rider sweeping across the plains, dressed in flowing cobalt blue robes, head and face concealed by an intricately draped tagelmust covering most of the head and face, with a recurve bow in hand, the horse's hooves pounding across the hard, dry ground, sending gusts of dust into the air. As he reaches the location of the camera, the rider lets the horse circle the cameraman a few times before bringing it to a halt. The exposed skin is dark and clearly bears the lines of exposure to sun and wind, in contrast to the bright blue eyes. He raises his bow up and yells:

"I am Tikariot!"

After the obligatory fading out, the picture opens up to a tranquil lake, completely still, the surrounding dense forest perfectly reflecting in the mirror-like surface of the water, illuminated by the pale light of the moon just above the treetops. In the distance the howling of a wolf can be heard, when the cameraman detects a moving light. As he zooms in, it is the flickering flame of a torch moving in-between the trees. Moving closer to the edge of the lake and forest, he stops suddenly dead in his tracks when he sees the torch getting hurled into the lake, which immediately ignites as if a thin flammable layer was floating unseen just across its surface. As the figure steps into the fire's shine, she is revealed as a woman, her blong hair braided, held together by thin leather strips, carrying a war hammer. The flickering flames reflecting in her eyes, she raises the hammer:

"I am Tikariot!"

The picture switches to the flag of Tikariot flying in a stiff breeze, against a bright blue sky. Zooming out, more and more of a stone tower becomes visible underneath the flag, which then turns into the thick walls of the citadel of Tikariot City. Panning across the old town of Tikariot's oldest city, the sound of a slow drum picks up, followed by a loud clap and an equally loud "HUH!" shout. From an almost bird's eye view the camera turns towards the sound, showing the inner square of the citadel, where a large crowd has gathered, mostly clad in black, with some specks of maroon and white. Again the drum sounds, followed by the clap and the shout. Moving down, more details of the crowd can be seen as the cadence slowly increases until it suddenly stops and the crowd shouts in unison, their fists in the air:

"We are Tikariot!"

Then the following letters fade in over the image of the crowd:

"Cabo Azure, we are ready! Are you?"
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Postby Flavovespia » Sun Feb 13, 2022 9:27 am

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Flavovespia’s win over Soldera sends them into the knockout stages of the Cup of Harmony 82. Seen as a reasonable goal to begin with, Flavovespia will be pleased that 2 wins in 2 have wrapped it up with a game to spare, with 2 solid performances so far, alleviating some of the pain of the qualifying failures. For opponents Soldera however, this was the end of the road.

Only one change was made by Augusto Rinaldi for this match. Kieron Player replaced David Wassell in the starting eleven, the Lanar midfielder given a chance after David Wassell had a few struggles in the midfield. It was otherwise as before, the defence all the same, and up front the trio of Bagshaw-Coleman-Hall seemed to be a winning combination.

The game started in favour of Flavovespia. The earl minutes saw them have the majority of possession, with some probing passes from the midfield straining the defence of Soldera. Steven Hall nearly found himself though on goal twice, if not for some well timed blocks from Dom Parrish. Settling in well was Kieron Player, his pass was one that nearly set up Steven Hall.

The deadlock was broken by Flavovespia just 10 minutes in. Robert Totten’s lofted pass through the middle set Scott Coleman up to have a chance at goal. George Rollings was out quickly enough to block the initial shot and the chip shot chance, but could only send the ball rolling dangerously away. Jonathan Bagshaw was quickest to the loose ball, took a first time shot, and found the back of the net, to make it 0-1. A first Cup of Harmony goal for the teenager, and possibly the goal to send Flavovespia through.

The early goal made things much trickier for Soldera. Hoping to hold on for as long as possible, this was a big blow to their chances. It nearly became 0-2 just a few minutes later, a slip-up at the back nearly allowed Scott Coleman a clear shot, but a last-gasp tackle saw the ball nudged off the toes of Scott Coleman before he could take a shot. Not yet on the scoreboard, Scott Coleman was at least showing the instinctiveness that has over the years made him a key part of the Flavovespian side.

The game changed just before half-time. Soldera had a free-kick around 30 metres out, attacking down their right hand side. The ball was whipped in, and a fair few players went tumbling, as the ball flew out of play with no contact. The referee however pointed to the spot. Between David Clark and Stuart Cookson, Greg Irvine was knocked over, with him in a position to likely get a header on goal. Not much in it initially, but replays showed it was a penalty, although thankfully no cards were shown. Cayden Barkley stepped up, and sent Lucky Diamond the wrong way to equalise.

1-1 at half time, and the mood on both sides was a contrast. Soldera had fired their way back into this, and knew another 45 minutes could be enough for a point or three. Flavovespia were feeling this game was very winnable for them, and were frustrated to have given away the lead via somewhat clumsy circumstances. However heads hadn’t dropped, and unlike the qualifiers, arguments hadn’t broken out on the pitch between players.

The second half began much like the first, the possession was going the way of Flavovespia, with a solid amount of midfield control, and some good looking passes to play in the attackers. This time, Soldera were dropping a bit deeper, so the task for Flavovespia was tougher. The counter-attack was something to be wary of as well, and it took a good challenge by David Blythe to stop a chance at goal in the 54th minute.

On the stroke of the hour, the key moment of the second half came. Kieron Player found an avenue to play in Steven Hall towards goal. Steven Hall got the touch in the box, before Dom Parrish caught him with his foot going for the ball. A penalty that was hard to dispute, although a few from Soldera did try. Scott Coleman was given the ball to try and score his first for Flavovespia for a while, and restore the lead. If he had any nerves, he didn’t show them. A penalty placed into the corner, George Rollings guessed right but wasn’t quick enough, and the score was 1-2.

Soldera had around half an hour to try and get back into the game. Their struggles in open play were made up for a strength at set-pieces. Twice they put some dangerous balls near the penalty spot from a corner, and it took some good punches clear by Lucky Diamond to remove the danger. Diamond was also tested by a long range effort from Joey Westway, the veteran getting some deceptive ball movement through the air, but not enough for the equaliser.

Flavovespia had a few half chances to try and seal it, but their game management was to focus on defending the lead, not risking it to run up the score. Nevertheless, Steven Hall had a shot on goal saved, and before he was subbed off, Robert Totten’s effort from 25 metres out was narrowly over the bar. In the end, despite the tension from the scoreline, the game didn’t have much of a dramatic finale, and 1-2 the final score was.

Savojarna’s 3-0 win over Chartistan sent them through, along with Flavovespia. Whilst Soldera and Chartistan could end up with 3 points, it’s unlikely that’ll be sufficient for a knockout berth. Savojarna go into the final Matchday head of Flavovespia on goal difference, which means a draw would be enough to top the group, and get a Top 14 berth in the knockout stages. The onus to some degree then is on Flavovespia in the final game, although they know they’re through anyway.

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Postby PotatoFarmers » Sun Feb 13, 2022 9:31 am

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Poafmersia 1–0 Eshialand
Goalscorers: Makana Tuft 27' (assist by Iulianus Innocenti)
Poafmersia Lineup (4-4-2): Nicole Potts; Mitchel Rosales, Nasri Sanchez, Diamond Byan, Natalia Abbott; Leonara Hall, Michael Jackson, Lesia Astrauskas, Valentin Gotti; Makana Tuft (c), Iulianus Innocenti
Poafmersia Substitutes: Mac Rojas (Roales 69')


It is a surprise that despite the amount of strikers Poafmersia produced, the switch to a 4-4-2 was the correct move. With the players more focused on controlling the central of the field, the team still to become more compact together, chasing after the ball, stopping opponents from controlling the possession, being able to react to counterattack real quick, this seemed to be the ideal formation for the Red Panjias this time round. And it seems that Adnan Suliaha has not forced it on the players, but after finding a surprising lack of wingers to fill the squad with, and preferring the fullbacks over more center-backs, he chose to play out this formation. The result? 2 clean sheets, a rare record that hasn't been seen in Poafmersia records for a really long time now, and also, eliminating one of the team's ghosts - which is, "can we defeat Eshialand". The previous batches of players couldn't, this batch could.

Diamond Byan, following his cameo in the previous game, was handed a start alongside Nasri Sanchez, and did his job well. With Alyssa Longfield and Jacob Harran threatening to grab an early lead, it was the mindgames that worked out for Byan - beating Longfield when the striker tried to get past the defence; and managing to stop Harran from passing the ball out by intercepting the passes with a high level of accuracy. Lesia Astrauskas, for his relatively poor performance in the league last season, seemed to be doing well in the Cup of Harmony this time, and was a key architect in helping Innocenti do the 1-2 with captain Makana Tuft by distracting the opponents. Michael Jackson looked like he was in control of the tempo of the game - and the longer the game lasted, the more control he had, and it was clear that even though that didn't translate into goals, it was certainly not going to translate into goals for the opposition either, so with an early 1-0 lead, it was quite a good game towards the end.

Adnan Suliaha would probably be complaining about the lack of goals, if not for the fact that the team is through with 2 solid wins. Of course, 1-0 wins aren't fantastic in the eyes of many Poafmers, but he would prefer the defence to keep this way rather than risk a high scoring game where the defence was an absolute disaster. Then again, this was a small milestone for the team - which was to take down Eshialand for the first time in 3 tries, but for the team, they were clearly aiming for the bigger milestone - the top 4 position. Besides, the race to the finish has just started.



Following the successes of hosting the 13th IAC with his format, Hylie Jacquan continues to dream big. His target? A World Cup qualification format that is shorter, more balanced, and yet provides for the same amount of juice as current World Cup qualification formats. By playing around with his so-called Aggregated Group Stage, he believes he can come up with a format that is generally well accepted as a solid alternative to a traditional group stage format. He would imagine about the future, where nations bidding for the World Cup would aspire to utilise the format as part of their bidding process, and teams all around the multiverse would celebrate the benefits of the format as aiming to balance the luck of the draw out. "Gone are the days where we come up with groups - instead, we generate fixture lists for each team, allowing them to play a larger variety of teams, understand where each team stands as compared to other teams in the multiverse, and come up with a fairer way of determining which teams join the hosts in the World Cup proper," Jacquan proclaimed. Poafmers are largely satisfied. The 13th IAC was seen as a success, though the 2-stage group format was still a little wonky. And so, Jacquan set out to find another avenue to test out the system, and also, to let more teams around experience the benefits of such a system.

The Gothanitan Isles will be celebrating its 50th anniversary since the signing of the Gothanitan Declaration. All 4 current members have their history and systems, but they all love football. It would be impossible for the Isles to host an event at the WCC-level. The amount of facilities required, the level of successes tied with its national team, as well as the technical complexities that come with hosting such a competition; those are all barriers to hosting a WCC-level tournament. Maybe they can host a small Baptism of Fire, that is likely the maximum. But apart from that? It seems like a tall order. But hosting regionals doesn't seem to be that bad. The regionals are generally on a smaller scale, and they could always ask fellow region mates to host some of their own games without much trouble, especially given that travel times would be much shorter in that case. The issue is that, as a result of the Constitution of the Gothanitan Isles Football Confederation, each of the members are only allowed to play their respective region's regionals - North Handoria in the AOCAF Cup; South Jeolerina in the CR, Hallikshire in the CE, and Otksarin in the MAC. A combined team can't possibly play in the IAC unless the Isles want to cause a constitutional debate among the Independents, so hosting a regional doesn't seem that possible.

Jacquan set out to find nations who would pick up that idea of an Aggregated Group Stage. The technical complexities of such a tournament would come in fixture generation, and many officials haven't exactly buy the idea. Poafmersia isn't interested to host another IAC again, and even then, it doesn't solve the issue of getting more nations accept the format and spreading the format around. Poafmers generally are supportive of the bid, but then again, Poafmers aren't the most influential people around the multiverse. People are amazed at Poafmer's technical capabilities, for instance, in creating the World Cup microsites which are considered "technically complex" (OOC: I am guessing such OOC comments can be ICly recognised?), but apart from that...not much. It may take a few Poafmers to convince a foreign football confederation to take up such an idea, but surely they would request Poafmers for technical assistance - and while Jacquan himself is willing to do it, he can't do it alone, and there aren't many other people who can help out with such a project. And to convince those people, he would probably have to find a nation who is willing to pick up the project.

The Gothanitan Isles Football Confederation also realises that a hosting of a football tournament would be a great opportunity for foreign money to come into the football system. 30 years of the Gothanitan League is a milestone, and another reason for such a proposal. Some of the money will be used to rejuvenate the dying football system in the Isles. The Isles just has...too many clubs, but a shrinking group of solid players. Even the national team managers past and present would agree with it. And the regional football associations haven't been participating in football regionals for many years now, so a hosting bid might make perfect sense to mark the team's return to the tournaments. Basically, it is a perfect storyline for the GIFC. But how can that be done? They have no clue about how to implement it.

Of all the people to think such an idea is possible, it is Zahi Castillias. The madman, who has became League Director and Football Rejuvination head in the Gothanitan Isles. The guy who set out to do an impossible task - how can we make a bunch of people, interested in football but suck at it, to actually become a football powerhouse? Many don't think it is possible. The GIFC is happy to take anyone as a national team manager, giving them so much leeway that the poor results of WCQ90 seems acceptable to the Confederation (in most places, that would probably get the manager sacked, but the GIFC wanted to do the Tikariotian a service, thanking him for putting up which such a shit team, so until he resigns, they wouldn't sack him). And of course, the national team manager and the TGI League Director will come together to think about domestic reforms. How do you improve the quality of the league? A simple solution was to cut the number of teams, but many of them have such a rich history that they can't be axed. Another was to have foreign talent import, but who would want to come to such a shitty league? Castillias is tasked with revolutionising the league. There has been a gap in academy graduates, but doing away with the academy system and forcing young talents into the main league has been proposed, and might actually become reality. Using the regionals to test out players is another one, which is why Castillias is desperate to get the nation back into the regionals. Which is why, when Jacquan came up to him with his crazy idea of an Aggregated Group Stage system, Castillias was happy to help him propose this to the GIFC. And Castillias knows the GIFC would be willing to accept an offer from the Poafmers, who have been best friends of the Gothanitans for many years now. But the original question hasn't been solved - how would the GIFC host a regional football tournament? But at this point, it became clear what the plan was. Especially with 2 madman being the technical directors and main supporters of such a proposal...
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Schima Bas
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Capitalizt

Postby Schima Bas » Sun Feb 13, 2022 10:29 am

Match Reports


MD 2: @ Farnworth Municipal Stadium, The Licentian Isles. 4-3, Kimi-Suomi

‘13 Airo
‘22 Hideki Nazar
‘34 Airo
‘55 Koivu
‘66 Airo
‘67 Hideki Nazar
‘77 Casildo Hana
‘88 Noronen
‘90+2 Abaddon Ghanem


After Slipping Against Kimi-Suomi, a Golden Crescent Squad in Disarray After Wonderkid Casildo is Attacked!


The past few days for the Golden Crescent have been the most challenging in Gaio Grieco’s short career. Not only did his team fall to underdog Kimi-Suomi, but one of his best offensive weapons in Casildo Hana was attacked outside of his Ourelasia apartment late Friday night, only 14 hours before the team’s flight was scheduled to depart to The Licentian Isles to play the final Group N match against South Newlandia. Hana escaped from his attackers, but only after enduring hits from a baseball bat that broke his left leg and fractured his shoulder blade.

The Basian wonderkid was transported to Blue Crescent Hospital, where he has been undergoing treatment. Hana does not know the identity of his attackers, and claims that none of them said anything to him before attacking him. Grieco seemed crestfallen as he met with the press early Saturday morning before the team’s flight.

“I’ve spoken with Casildo’s parents, both of whom I know very well. He’s doing better, fighting hard as he always does. We haven’t met face to face, we wanted him to rest, but I gave him a call and wished him a speedy recovery,” the manager said. “He’s a great kid, everyone loves him. I don’t understand why anyone would attack him.”

Crime has been on the rise in Schima Bas, with violent crime in Ourelasia up 18% from the previous year. Alquerdi reported a rise of 9%, and Dos Arbores a slight increase of 3%. Ourelasia has been trending in the direction of Viercourt, a city that had much of its populous leave in exodus following the war and The Emir’s establishment of Alquierdi. Empty neighborhoods now sit by and watch the landscape deteriorate as communities have departed.

The city of Ourelasia is a massive, sprawling work of interconnected city centers, so many parts of the city have been relatively unchanged. Jasper, for example, still remains a vibrant community in the heart of the city. Surrounding Jasper, in areas like the Hookly and Bonner Hills regions, is the plight of urban despair. Wealth inequality in Schima Bas has neared catastrophic levels, and many in the working class are fed up with the lack of concessions from the government.

Hana lived in an area of Jasper that was regarded as a safe community, so safe in fact that the residents of Hana's apartment complex did not think it necessary to hire a security guard. Hana's neighbor, 63-year-old Jermina Gaston, said that she was afraid for one of the first times in her time living in that area.

"I can't believe it! That we would have armed thugs running around and hitting football players until they have broken bodies and legs," Gaston said. "Do these people not consider God? There must be something done about this, I do not believe we have yet heard the end of the story."

Upcoming lineups
MD 3: South Newlandia

Tebrum Bourreau,
Volfango Di Lello, Avery Cloutier, Gilles Bertrand, Khuld Montemayor,
(C) Makin Moghaddam, Bisma Shehadeh, Mukarram el-Muhammad, Leonard Charbonneau,
Hideki Nazar, Akili Granada
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Saint Eleanor
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Compulsory Consumerist State

Postby Saint Eleanor » Sun Feb 13, 2022 10:40 am

OOC: Thanks to Queb for allowing me to borrow Plouffe-Dion for this RP.

Starting lineup against Starblaydia (4-4-1-1): Bailey [GK]; Gregory, Brown, West [C], Davies; Batchelor, Williams, Christopher, Martin; Pilchard; O'Donnell.
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Why this weekend's Starblaydia clash will decide more than just the group table
Not all is well in the Eleanorian camp - but as Deputy Football Correspondent Jennifer Nolan notes, many things are faring poorly, including cohesion
Originally published on Friday 14th August 1998

Ázëwyn Fëanáro is 4,089 years old. Priscilla Evans is 41 years old - and the nation she is managing has only been independent for 23. Which of these women will lose their job, or at least come closer to ejection, may well come down to Sunday's battle between Saint Eleanor on three points and Starblaydia on four at Cotata's tiny Estadio Municipal Alina Pacheco Girón. Many believe that Evans has lost this particular race already. That the Calanians need only avoid defeat to progress is the first sign. The second, and perhaps the most obvious, one came yesterday in a bizarre press conference rant by fullback Exandra Davies, who gives off the impression of being the loosest cannon in the national team - but isn't.

When asked by Marget Plouffe-Dion, a junior reporter with the Quebecois Broadcasting Corporation, about how far the Eleanorian underdogs - who have never defeated a top-40 side - would be affected by Starblaydia's apparent psychological edge, Davies refused to answer, instead waving about a printout of the opposition's roster booklet. Pointing to a carelessly-highlighted section about the rainbow laces that have adorned all Starblaydi national team footballers since the 82nd World Cup (which their FA have always called "a symbol of diversity and inclusion"), she began by asserting that "these guys have elves and they have women already, one of them's the manager," claimed that their Anaian opposition were "divided by completely irrelevant political issues" and that "an extra-sharp focus on delivering for Saint Eleanor and every Eleanorian" would somehow help guide her nation to victory.

Davies is one of just two openly gay or lesbian players in the Saint Eleanor League - along with her girlfriend and former Good Hope Club teammate Charlotte Bryant - in a nation (admittedly of humans) where men and women have equal rights, and where same-sex couples are already allowed to adopt, give blood, and enjoy sexual relations on an equal basis to traditional families. Yet her rant was particularly baffling more because of the much greater torment facing Liam West's outfit - one which has devolved from inter-club rivalry into a struggle over the national team's direction for World Cup 91 and beyond - than due to any difference between Eleanorian and Starblaydi social norms. These are the stormy waters that Davies both appears to ignore and, in her own defiant way, subtly acknowledges.

The national team features five from Sword and Shield; four each from Army and Navy, Independence 1975, and Athletic Saint Eleanor; along with three from Occidental Olympic and one apiece from Golden Unicorn, Nova Aegis and the Good Hope Club. Over the past eighteen months, I (perhaps even "we") have observed as a once-friendly atmosphere has collapsed into one of petulance, complacency, and cliqueishness. Before last summer's 5-3 defeat against the Karodin Tetrarchy, for example, an anonymous Big Four player informed Jamie Rodgers about an attempt by disgruntled substitute Fred Newton to organise an unofficial pre-match pub crawl to which only Independence and Athletic players were "invited."

Newton was only stopped from holding his party after a stern telling-off by clubmate, vice-captain and occasional real ale drinker Harriet Williams. Although never confirmed or denied, many pundits believe that he would have taken that opportunity to discuss ways to remove Evans from office and replace her with a manager friendlier to the two biggest clubs - although who that is was unclear at the time, given the sheer number of players they supply for the White Stars. The club rivalries have been largely absent since the qualification campaign's torrid middle faded out of view; where they have reared their head, it has rightly been in the context of the epic battle for Evans' future.

Paul Ferry was one of her earliest critics, perhaps too early. He was actively calling for her removal after Saint Eleanor's catastrophic tour of Winnebogan during last year's World Cup qualifiers, in which he described her as an "incompetent" manager who was "not doing enough in training and mental preparation," and then the two defeats that followed. By the time of Britonisea's visit, he had changed tack to focus on how she was now somehow "the cause of everything that's wrong with the team," a far cry from the early allegations of simple negligence or being too relaxed. This culminated a few weeks later before their 2-2 draw with Qasden, where - upon being told that he was being dropped for Good Hope's Laura Brown, and possibly for that reason - he tugged Evans to the ground with her ponytail and called her an "annoying coward." (The manager was not injured and took to the National Liberation Arena's dugout in time for kickoff.)

That description was unfair by itself: Evans appears to be much less of a disciplinarian than (for example) Kandorith's Kaya Michiyu or even Abraham Straw of Sword and Shield, Ferry's club side, and would probably be well-liked if she replaced a few troublemakers. To treat her like that would be - and was - unjust; Brown completed the full 90 minutes against the Vans while Ferry was put on a short "disciplinary course". He was mysteriously called up for the subsequent 2-0 defeat in Turori and has played every game since, especially after the FA cited his "strategic importance" to stop Evans from replacing him with Grand Beach's Sam Newbridge for the Cup of Harmony. This series of events is being made public for the first time; supporting my source's suspicions, Jessica Martin tells me that had she followed through on her plans to leak to The Reporter, Saint Eleanor's largest newspaper, Ferry said he would have talked to Straw about terminating her contract.

Ferry's outburst was merely the worst expression of the divide that now characterises the national team, and has otherwise made its presence known in very public, if arguably embarrassing, fashion. He and John Parkinson are the spearheads of a militantly anti-Evans movement that has also enraptured James Trott, Luke Gregory, Evan Donald, Newton and a great deal of the substitutes' bench. They believe that the former Tinhampton and Crystal Fair star has led the White Stars into a crisis of her own making, insistently selecting well-known Eleanorian footballers who she fully well knows do not gel and then letting them do almost whatever they want. Grace Bryant has even taken to calling Evans an "infamous traitor" who should be fired and deported from Saint Eleanor "for creating this mess," despite a combination of unwarranted FA interference and this being her first managerial job.

Their campaign is much more fractured than it would have been during Newton's festival, with all that said. A few months ago, Trott infamously suggested that Michiyu be appointed in the wake of concerns surrounding her own job, yet good Kandorese performances at the World Cup have effectively put such rumours to bed. Donald has urged assistant manager Stephen Mitcham, widely viewed as a potential caretaker should Evans ever leave post, to step up full-time. Many of her other opponents merely want her out without suggesting an apparent replacement - and there are no guarantees that they will be any more popular than Evans.

Much of the squad is behind Evans, however: West, Davies, Williams, Martin, Katie O'Donnell, Steve Pilchard, John Bailey, and so on. Some of them may have been true believers, some of them may have been wavering, and many feel that she should embark on a mini-purge after the Cup of Harmony; but today, they are the most likely to be bombastically patriotic, most willing to speak of the need for unity within the squad, perhaps most reluctant to be taken under the wing of a harsher manager. They may even make snappy remarks about how "we're not playing in the Cup of Discord," as Alice Christopher did. A few have remained silent - Aidan Harris' position would be precarious under almost any other manager; Paul Johnson is starved of playing time and likely to retire; Georgia Wood has largely reserved her eyerolling for the "lack of diversity" in the squad - but they remain few.

This is not a matter of sex or gender; Davies is the obvious counterexample. Nor one of race, especially not for a team which is of virtually-exclusive white Tinhamptonian descent. If Evans stays for a third World Cup cycle, she is likely to replace Harris with Gladom Newion-born Dekamela weMexala, who has a similar style up front - a reflection of the quality that she and perennial national team reservist Adam Denby have provided for Olympic this year, which will no doubt be spun as yet another PR-minded move by her critics everywhere. It is quite simply a political issue, one that will become rapidly irrelevant no matter the result on Sunday - and maybe even depending on that result. For now, it remains salient.

Davies' chaotic tirade deserved attention, but not obsession. Many observers skimmed over her boast a few minutes later that "I've been trying my very best, along with the coaching staff, to make sure that people aren't annoying their teammates for no reason;" perhaps she meant that things have gotten calmer over the past couple of weeks and the national team looks like an institution that fans can trust again. Even more overlooked Mitcham offering his "full confidence" in the Tinhamptonian; perhaps he meant that the current squad is still so chaotic that not even he, the son of the Eleanorian president, could possibly make its members work together with much success.
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****** The Grand Republic of Saint Eleanor - area 2,863mi2, population 489,816, 1.6 cups of coffee/Eleanorian/day - it's 2000 (OOC: obvious Tinhampton puppet)
BoF76 quarterfinalists --- WC91 participants

Why? George Mitcham, General then and now, cofounded the National Liberation Front in 1971 to demand a free Saint Eleanor. He got his wish in '75 after a 15-month war: becoming President, appointing notable NLF friends and some charity's executive director as VPs and calling them legislators. He has retained power through oil money; zero income tax; free healthcare, schooling, public transport - and markets; tolerating dissent on apolitical matters; allowing private gun ownership (with plenty of training) to protect against future invasions; high-quality PR; and football.

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Corrupt Dictatorship

Postby Nyowani Kitara » Sun Feb 13, 2022 10:57 am

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Image @KitaraWorkersFreePressSports ]Manager Liang Wei declares 0-0 draw against top seeded HUElavia a positive result. 'We don't expect many 0-0s considering our style of play, but that puts us on the edge of the next round. Just one more point and we're in the next round- 3 more points and we win the group. Everything is possible, which is all that we ask for."


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Image @KWFA The national team prepares for battle in Garton Bay today against Valentine Z! At minimum one spot in the next round will be clinched- potentially two! Wear your colors and supports the people's national team. #GoKitaraGo


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Image @DewayoSportsReport Talking nerves, Nyowani Kitara's striker, Odede Angonga, said he isn't feeling them. "There's alwasy pressure when you put on the jersey." He told reporters. "I'm approaching this like a normal game. We control our own destiny, and that's all we can ask for going into Matchday 3. We're going to control what we can control, and put the ball into the back of the net."


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Image @KPWC The President wishes the national team luck on Matchday 3 of the Cup of Harmony. She says that the team will "channel the spirit of the country" and put themselves into the knockout stages of the Cup of Harmony. She said that they will forever change the way the world views football in Nyowani Kitara.


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Image @PortViljanDaily EDITORIAL: We should root for the Nyowani Kitara national team. This may sincerely be our last opportunity to do so. And that is a good thing. Because, before long, we'll be cheering for our very own Osterland national team at the Copa Rushmoris.
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Postby Legalese » Sun Feb 13, 2022 11:33 am

“Welcome back to an emergency postgame cast of the Gentlemen Wearing Robes. You of course know Rob, I’m Marcus, and we’re live from our respective homes, because nothing else in this world feels safe right now.”

“That’s right, Marko! It’s raining sideways, as well as Cats and Dogs out there! I’ve had to open up the panic room, which turns out to be my own at-home version of the broom closet, just to reduce the odds of technical difficulties.”

“For clarification, Robbo, are you just mixing idioms, there?

“That would be a no, Marko, I can confirm that the rain is falling sideways, as are the dogs. The cats are landing vertically, and seem very annoyed at the audacity of it.”

“Speaking of audacity, we must talk about what happened in the late proceedings against Guanacasteca. Pablo Vasquez, our leader, cult of personality, the bull in the proverbial china shot that is Group K, decided to take himself out of the game in the final twenty minutes, with the score still level. In all of our time watching him, Vasquez has never taken this step. It just worries me that the central midfielder might not be up to it against Poafmersia, and that’s the heart-and-soul of the team right there.”

“You captured it beautifully, Marko. Pedro Vasquez is the clear driver of this team. The captain on the pitch, the manager behind the scenes, the mascot and the the personality, too. It’s like this team literally exists on the strength of his mind and his right foot. If all of those aren’t working properly, then there’s fear that this team crumbles. If anything, they were fortunate not to, but a goal was certainly coming, the way that Kawaguchi and Masterson were crashing the net.”

“Yes, the reliable law firm of Masterson, Kawaguchi, and Clayton! Did a Goalkeeper rob you of your goal? They’re on the case!”

“Sorry, Robbo, I need to cut things off here, as I’m getting a note. It seems that time is out of loop, and that we’re over forty years too late to this broadcast, if not eighty. Nobody seems to be quite sure.”

“Then what I think you’re telling me is that we are possibly long dead. Passed on, ceased to be.”

“Actually, Robbo, it’s worse. The fabric of reality has torn completely off, and that’s why you and I are commenting on the actions of a team that last played over sixty cycles ago, even though we likely met our grim demises sometime in the last twenty cycles or so ourselves.”

“That’s a terrifying thought. Well, let’s hope for for some points from the kiddos against Poafmersia -- anything short of the knockouts sounds like it could be really bad for this plane of existence.”
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