
The Aesthetic catches up with Shamrock's Teen Sensation Marc-Antoine Trigintillion at Project Sports Museum's newly opened Swing Suite
The Swing Suite, named after Karditani soccer player Sweet Swing, who played against the Bulls in that Baptism of Fire final, is the slightly more ornate of the boxes atop the exhaustively symmetrical off-pink building that now houses Jeremy Jaffacake's newest venture, the Project Sports Museum. With a view out towards the Hunter's Sea, if you squint past seventeen high rise office buildings, the rooftop cafe-cum-VIP-lounge is Grand Forum's number one place not only to buy a ham and cheese croissant for sixteen hundred percent what you'd pay two kilometres away, but also to photograph bright young football stars to go with your ruthlessly worthy broadsheet articles on modern football.
Marc-Antoine Trigintillion's inclusion into Ager Alaba's first World Cup qualifying squad drew plenty of raised eyebrows, especially after his largely inconsequential appearances from the bench in matchdays one and two. Hardly a fixture in Shamrock's strongest eleven - Edith Fillar remains first choice at left wing, with newcomer Huayramarcan Gabriel Sayritupac occasionally providing cover and even young Pasargan Bodi Laszlo getting more minutes on that side of the pitch than young Marc-Antoine - former Zozi boss Ager Alaba clearly sees something in the winger that his club manager, Chromatik Aleksandr Ivanovich, does not.
And Ager Alaba's trust has been repayed in matchdays three and four, with Trigintillion providing the assist for the only goal against Astograth and rifling home the volley that put former champions Equestria to bed last month. The new found fame and attention was enough to earn the left midfielder a whopping six minutes of play time for Shamrock against Laivana in return.
"I can wait my turn at Shamrock, I've always known it'll take time to bed in" says Trigintillion. "That I'm getting these chances for Audioslavia is... strange? I mean it's been a dream since I knew what footballs were and why it was imperative I kick them onto the heads of big strikers, but I was expecting it to be the height of my career, not the start, y'know?" he continues.
When asked what he makes of his almost instant arrival into the public psyche, Marc-Antoine Trigintillion smiles, but not confidently. "It's a ride"
A ride it certainly has been. After failing to make an impact in his first two games for the national team, and with only one single assist to his name among various substitute appearances for Shamrock, Marc-Antoine's selection was initially criticised not only by the back pages of the nation's newspapers, but everywhere stupid people have a voice in the modern world. Which these days is, well, everywhere. The most noticeable thing about the young winger is not his skill, nor the fact that he talks with his face and has possibly the worst poker-face in existence, it's that he has no hair at all.
"I had it as a kid. Alopecia. Lost my eyebrows at 13. It was... it was shit? I mean of course it was shit. It didn't matter that I was captain of the football team at school, any time I did anything wrong I was that bald shit"
*"Anytime I do anything wrong I'm that bald shit" :- Marc-Antoine Trigintillion
When asked whether or not his affliction affected his game, he simply shrugs. "I mean sweating into my fucking eyes, that was a problem". After trying various headbands and even vaseline on his forehead to cover up his sweat pores - effective, but just made him even more self-conscious - Marc-Antoine instead opted for two extraordinarily fluffy bright green wristbands which he has become accustomed to using as windscreen wipers. This itself may have accounted for Audioslavia's opening goal, early in the second half of the game against Equestria. Drawn towards the shiny diminutive flo-green windmill on the left, Equestria's full-back was out of position for Helios Roy's burst through the middle and therefore helpless to stop him shooting low under the goalkeeper's outstretched leg.
With games against Obrela and Boring Paradise coming up - two teams with vastly different levels of experience but, advantageously for the Bulls, around the same handful of KPB points, is Trigintillion eyeing more game time, and more time to - to use a verb he's begun to tire of very quickly - shine?
"I'd like to say I could earn my place in the squad but, well, it's the other way around, isn't it? I play well for Audioslavia again, I might force my way into Shamrock instead of, or maybe alongside, Edith [Fillar]. I've made it clear, I can chip in at full-back, I can play centre forward, I can go in the middle, anywhere you want. The more game time I get, the more I test myself, the more useful I'll be in claret and green"
Trigintillion and I wander through to the other side of the suite, from where you can see the outside of the Kirola Arena, the home of Audioslavian football, in the middle-distance. It's a destination where Marc-Antoine - and he tells me I'm allowed to say this - hopes to baldly go where no man has gone very recently: To take Audioslavia's national team to a World Cup once again.
*generated by Midjourney AI, lightly edited







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