"Yeah, you can be the greatest, you can be the best
You can be the King Kong bangin' on your chest
You can beat the world
You can win the war
You can talk to God, go bangin' on his door..."
Zachary hummed the Script's 'Hall of Fame' yet to be released lyrics as he sat on the bus heading to Skonto Hall with the rest of his teammates.
It was the afternoon NF Academy would face VfB Stuttgart in the Riga Cup finals.
The previous night, he had thought he would only grow more nervous as the match approached. Even in his past life, he had always felt agitated and tense right before games.
But surprisingly, he'd woken up that morning in a very tranquil state, at peace, and in harmony with the world. A good night's sleep had calmed his nerves. He had never felt more ready to perform.
