The score board shifted once more Hearts 1:2 Celtic followed by a primal roar erupting from the Celtic end of Hampden Park. It was deafening, a wall of noise that drowned out every other sound for a second no matter how loud. Rakim's name was on every fan's lips as his teammates rushed toward him, their faces beaming with pure joy and relief. Rakim's slide to the corner flag was a moment of pure euphoria for him as he felt adrenaline instantly flush his vein.
Slapping the corner flag the moment he reached it he jumped up in one fell swoop before performing his signature griddy. He felt the urge to pull off his shirt but luckily his teammates joined him in his celebrations each performing their own version of the Griddy. Putting an arm around Forrest and Edouard he shared his happiness with them a constant bright smile on his face.
