Zachary could clearly hear the cheering from the stands in the Ullevaal Stadion hitting a thunderous crescendo when he marched onto the playing field together with the other players and match officials that afternoon. On looking around, he found the stadium's atmosphere already boiling hot with wild and crazy fans dancing and singing. It was simply madness — but a madness which roused him. He could feel his heart beating faster in anticipation of the final.
"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen!"
The mellifluous voice of Kjell Roar, the commentator, sounded abruptly. The sound from the stadium's speakers was so loud that it smothered out all the cheering that had been underscoring the entire stadium.
