Jack stared blankly for a few seconds. He used his hand to comb through his hair. A frustrated sigh escaped his lips. If one looked closely then they would he able to see a teardrop at the corner of his eyes.
My career... is it over?!
He glanced at the defenders, he saw how devastated they looked. He clenched his fists. They ended his career. How was he supposed to go to them and act like a captain when all he wanted to do was to vent his frustration on them.
The tear drop which remained suspended in his eyes threatened to drop when he remembered that he was the captain. This was his first and last match as a captain.
He glanced at Omari, Ayanfe, the midfielders, the defenders, every single member of the team. Lastly, his eyes settled upon Jurg and Steve.
No! This isn't over! There's still time, the match isn't over yet. I can still turn it around.
