"What a goal!" The commentator's voice blasted through the speakers.
'What a goal!' This was literally what went through everyone's minds.
The players on the pitch could not believe what just happened.
It was not just that they conceded a goal, but the manner in which they conceded it. It almost seemed nonchalant, effortless, routine, it was crazy.
Coach Diego's eyes gleamed as he watched with respect and fanatism.
All his life, he had heard of his legendary ancestor who seemingly performed miracles on the pitch with a ball on his feet in the 21st century.
He had tried to paint an imaginary image of this ancestor but he simply could not, but today, Unity football helped him to have a glimpse of his ancestor.
That immaculate touch.
That effortless feint and nutmeg.
Gliding across the pitch like a lifeboat navigating a sea storm.
That immaculate spatial awareness of the pitch.
That composure in front of goal.
