SportsSurveillanceCams.geecom Pickup of the Month for April: Ex-player gives Lertora and everyone a nice fix: time-rewinding devices?!
Julio: Two matches will pass since the arrival of me which is consequently the window left for you to get your freaking crap together. Since we can't stay on this current trajectory for it being too dangerous and at the same time I can't assure anyone that they will do well enough for the association to look into me as a legitimate option for your coach, and since I really want the association's looking into me as a hire to be a possibility, I will put a man-made concept and very real thing into each and everyone's hands, that is, time. I promise you guys that the results may not be there at first, but I am also to be seen as a familial figure to everyone here, as much as a manager, so you can have me console you or cry into my arms if you have some really heart-rending injuries that you may collate on the field. Now, I don't want a one of you having on those watches which see, record, and hear everything we say from here forward so if we could just throw those into the bin we have here, please.
Everyone puts their DocuClocks in the bin.
Blask: Haha, it is such an easy thing to do, I have seen it on TV where Loui and Barella did it in the Cup of Harmony. We advance with our giant green forces, winning nearly every group stage game until the knock-outs, where from then we consider things very carefully and you, Julio, don't play around with subs.
Ogrodowski: I am in agreement, but from where do we start? And which tactics are the worthier of the ones we have played with? It is what I would like to call, "a situation that is better approached with no plan", because there has been a history of Geektopian managers falling into the trap of starting untrustworthy Aimenan-blooded Geeks, and it is such a stupid trap that I don't want you to resort to, Julio, so along with this, there are revisions we HAVE to make.
Aadish Lieesslolg: Hahahahaa, of course.
Ogrodowski: For us though, I don't want to imagine a future with more Aimees in our ranks, but I have to tell you, it looks like it will happen.
Aadish Lieesslolg: I understand. Since there is a future that involves me you could interpret that as, "anything with me". Of course, you shouldn't let this get in the way of me distributing the ball to you if we do start together against, say, Sannyamathland.
Julio: Paint this picture: we go through the trouble of winning our first game against the old football enemies of TJUN-ia who we've already faced three times before, but who are more comfortable in this particular competition and then us ourselves will feel comfortable. Then we go through the rest of it in this haze while Ogrodowski hates Muratbek, Autianna, and Aadish, and so we get hit in the face with a sharp stick at the game against Imoto, before we get struck with the stick two more times and go on to have a 1-0-3 record. Of course, this is an analogy for division and how it is a sharp stick waiting to strike at the eyes and face that represent our teamwork, unity, cooperation, and the like. I watched the last Cup of Harmony we were in and I have a particular hunch as to how it happened, so although I do share your sentiments, Ogro, you can have them wait at the door.
Ogrodowski: I must go back to the past.
Julio: Be well. And from now on, no relieving any sense of duty you have for the international team over military work. For one, I'm tired of the word "teamwork" and I want to use it as lightly as possible, so if you're like I am in this respect, you should know that you will hear this word and it's synonyms so much more beyond having a buddy system in the initial days. But seriously, we need each and every one of your talents here, at all times. After all, without Vert's first goal against Vilita, we would have never gotten a competitive victory in any sport against the likes of those Jungle Rebels. Not just because he scored, but because he seemed so quickly able to make up for those who he replaced.
Diminno: So what is it you had us throw these Docclos in the trash for? I don't see ourselves discussing anything relatively confidential. You know, things which we should really be speaking in Geektopian about. I'm asking on behalf of all the intelligent folks in this room who paid attention to the bit where you said you'd put time in our hands, no? Not reciting your own, personal (and still meaningless) rules of Geektopian politesse, as if there's a majority of folks out there who don't have issues with it.
Julio: Yes, yes, you are the perceptive one, Diminno. And I'm also sure you weren't talking on behalf of part of your "team" for self-aggrandizement reasons, as if there's a majority of folks you care about in this room as you would your brothers and fathers. But anyways, I was going to show you these cheerful-looking boots that have buttons on the soles of them which transport you back in time, as far as one minute. Now, you have to press these three buttons so hard, you'll believe your fingernail is being split in half, and something really great about the whole thing is that you'll have to make it look like you have a rash, or make up a situation, something. For where these 34 pairs of shoes were bought, I had my government friend drop me off via helicopter onto a field of water fifty miles off of the coast of the Chinese Congo which I believed had broken pieces of Chohn-Singh Abirabishu flotillas. Now, would you believe that I carried the thirty-four pairs of shoes whose function I only just realized a week ago by my own hands if I told you? But instead, I'd tell you that you had to find it on your own, find out what you would find out, and seek it out. If you tell anyone else what I let you wear, and give away that you had it given to you by someone else, then you are only going to open everyone else's eyes to it. I mean, even more powerful that those three buttons you pointed out, is the fact that these shoes are able to put you back through all 33 military confrontations we've had with every nation of Kwandoa since our conception. I also found out this function worked and had an 80% probability of occurring within a minute of my reading a magazine with girlies on it and pressing one of the three buttons as hard as I could.
Hugee Adsginsier: Did you use a SpaceTaker to carry all that stuff?
Julio: You know what a SpaceTaker is? How did you get your hands on such valuable information?
Hugee Adsginsier: Well, not with my hands but, rather, with my eyes. I have this vlogger friend Courtieux who told me about sooo much stuff. Like those invaluable shoes you found, this is also a commodity from those rather tanned pirates, but with a side effect upon going into the folded space you create: your arms grow a few more arms.
Julio: I also don't know why one of the ingredients is called 'Jargle Jam', do you get into a jam if you eat it? A jargle?
Hugee Adsginsier: Right, right. Don't know, but think of it as a jam. Not so much a jargle.
Julio: It could also be a mudslide, but that's rather... a little much.
Blask: I and others feel like their ears should be covered during that whole explanation, but without a doubt wearing these shoes gifted from you to us, and with you being our manager first.. it is definitely a sign from above that cheating is only what is required of us from the competition. After all, we've never even seen this side of the TJUNs yet. When we will, the conflicting tactics will certainly give me a headache if I was managing this team, I don't know about the rest of you.
Hugee Adsginsier: It's me you should be concerned about, you know? Is it safe to assume I'm coming for your job?
Blask: Sophistry. It is stated by me that for one, we don't even play in the same position, and that for two, I'm in the Platon reserves! Isn't that what we call ourselves now, the Platons? A sexier name for 'Platonics'?
Hugee Adsginsier: Agggh, it's like we can never share the same opinion. So what? Let's link up more together while we can, because one way or another, we're going to win, and quite frankly, we're going to get sick of it.