Come on. Juno was desperate to equalize. It was the 93rd minute, and this was her last chance to score. With a swift breakaway, she made her move, bolting past defenders and driving the ball up the field. "Come on," she whispered under her breath. She noticed Anon out of the corner of her eye. However, with adrenaline flowing through her, she didn't pass to them. After all, they hadn't been able to find the equalizer yet. She found herself just outside the box, with no one in her sight but the goalkeeper themself. She drew a breath and kicked the ball with all her might. It went wide. The final whistle blew. The game ended 1-0.
Abraham was disappointed, Anon was frustrated, Iris was annoyed, and Acorn was smiley as usual, although even he was looking down at the grass. Juno collapsed to the grass on her hands and knees. She was all of them; disappointed, frustrated, and annoyed, but more than that, she felt a weird sense of excitement. There were only five of them, and West Vdara had an 18-person roster with the entire country behind them. Yet, despite all that, in front of a massive crowd of West Vdaran supporters, the few had managed to nearly check the team for the whole match. So, now, she realized, we gotta beat East Leaf, don't we? Staring at the ground, a smile briefly crept onto her face.
She pulled herself together and got back up, donning a serious expression. Anon came up to her and patted her on the back. "Nice try," they said, solemnly.
BoF, Matchday 3 vs East Leaf, Day Before Match
"Hi, I'll get a large soy latté and a chocolate donut," Abraham said before rudely being slapped in the back of the head by Anon. "What?" he said, turning around.
"Really?" Anon asked rhetorically. "Just get a bagel or something if you want food and just ask for a coffee, don't get any fancy shit." Their arms were crossed behind him in line. They'd actually been quite excited to try one of Sharpe's famous brews, but their expression at this moment was serious. They couldn't stand by and let Abraham order whatever mess he wanted.
"Come on," Abraham replied. "Fine." He turned back to the worker behind the register. "Could you scratch that order, sorry, I'm just getting a large coffee with milk and…" He thought for a moment.
"Is that everything?" the cashier asked.
"Yeah, that's all," Abraham replied, deciding to forgo the food.
By the time they had gotten their order, the rest of the team already sat down at the table. Thing two was at the table too, shimmering from the light of the adjacent window. Despite the loss they had taken in the previous match and the "all-or-nothing" nature of their final match, the team was surprisingly lax and optimistic for the finale of the group stage.
Iris took a sip of her coffee. "I feel like, it's like, Hapilopper is nice. Like, that NSSCRA shit was ass but like all the food is great 'n they got all the nice hotels for us 'n shit."
"I still can't believe you didn't like the stock racing stuff," Acorn replied. It had been exhilarating for him, watching his racer's car flying around the track, just like watching track & field back home. Well, sort of, it was like a different kind of racing, and it interested him.
"Oh," Juno interjected, "Abe's here." Abraham came with just his coffee in hand, a very dark brown lightened only by the small portion of milk poured into it.
"You got any coachin' for us?" Iris said.
"So I did my research on East Leaf and watched back the matches," Abraham began, "and it seems like the big goal scoring threats are number 28 and number 40." He began taking out his phone and pulling out pictures of the two players, Raiden Nakayama #28 and Enomoto Kyo #40. "So, this number 28, Raiden Nakayama, has straight-up been playing pro level football since before he was 10. He started playing in 2012 East Leaf time and that was at least 11 years ago."* The eyes of the Godlands players already let up when they heard this, but Abraham kept going. "Despite only having joined recently, their number 40 Enomoto Kyo is also in theory just as good of a player. He hasn't proven his finishing skills yet though so no one knows if he's really allat."
*(OOC: East Leaf, if this was a mistake, you can always TG or DM me and I'll change the RP).
"Is that all we're looking out for coach?" Anon said, taking a seat at the table. Their mug was filled with a rich Classic Hampton Whole Bean Blend dark roast. "Good ass coffee by the way," they said, taking another sip.
"They've got some good synergy in the back, but nothing we can't handle," he replied. "Beyond that, I don't think they have too much depth."
"Well," Juno began, "can't be that bad." She smiled, taking another sip of coffee.
Matchday 2 - North Hampton Stadium, North Hampton
The Godlands 0 - 1 West Vdara
12’ Yellow Card - Acorn
20’ Yellow Card - Abraham
26’ Goal - Sergei Dimitrakopoulos ⚽
35’ Yellow Card - Boris Konstantinidis
36’ Yellow Card - Juno
44’ Yellow Card - Andrei Christodoulou
49’ Yellow Card - Alexei Papadopoulos
54’ Yellow Card - Vladimir Katsaros
60’ Yellow Card - Grigori Antonopoulos







































