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The whistle went, marking the end of the match with a 3-2 victory for Heavens Night, which was their third home victory in a row. The spectators, most of whom were parents of the players clapped on the amazing play by both sides.
"Oii! Corell!! That last goal was so frickin smooth man! I swear I thought that Nao was playing in your place a minute ago!" Screamed A young boy with grey eyes and average height, wearing Heaven Night's Jersey, who was running towards Corell, with happiness from victory covering his face.
"Now Now Renn, you don't have to flatter me up with those words. If the central forward wont score a goal, then who would, The Goalkeeper?" Corell replied and they both burst into laughter.
The Floodlights were flashed and kids of different clubs started to enter the field to practice. Corell Looked at the night sky. It was Clear, no clouds, no stars, just embraced by the moon ands its light. Light breezes were flowing, making him relaxed and even more happier.
A thought striked Renn and he said, "Oh, I totally forgot to tell ya, the coach called everyone to the training ground after two hours. He said that there was something important to discuss."
Corell Started to head towards his football kit and picked it up while Renn Informed him more about the Coach's Message. They exited the field, walking on a footpath towards the Club's Training ground.
Corell initially payed attention to Renn but soon enough, he forgot about him and was completely immersed into the thoughts of his last minute goal.
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Crimson FC Vs Heavens Night - 2:2
"And this is the beginning of the last minute!! Both Teams are tied and looking forward to score a goal for their respective teams. Number 17 from Heavens Night is running with top speed towards the goal, we he be able to convert this counterattack into a goal?!" Shouted The commentator, pointing towards number 17, Soka.
"Soka! I am Free, pass it to me!!" Shouted Corell.
Soka looked around him, there were three defenders surrounding him and except Corell, no one else near the goal was free. He thought to himself,
"Not there, Not there as well. Corell is looking free but he isn't, there are two defenders running towards him. Passing it to him would be suicide. That leaves only one option.."
Soka used the inside of his right foot to push the ball slightly behind him and then flicked it over the two defender's head in front of him with the outside of his left foot. He then spun around the defender and gained control of the ball again.
A Few people in the crowd cheered him for the amazing rainbow flick. Soka didn't pay much attention to them and continued to run towards the goal post.
"With them out of the way, their are 3 possible ways to score a goal, out of which 2 require me to assist and someone else to score the goal" Soka thought.
"I don't think it requires anymore thinking to decide what the best choice here is" He said and abruptly stopped, turning his body towards the goal while charging his right foot for a shoot.
"Fall.." He whispered and shot with all of his might towards the goal, expecting to earn a goal but what he saw next was something he didn't expect.
Corell was not only near the goal post but he also stood in between the ball's trajectory. The way he positioned himself, it was as if a completely different person took his place on the field, somebody who could beat everyone on the field in a one on one.
He gave the ball a small touch with his right leg and with the sudden change in the balls trajectory, the goalkeeper was caught off guard, which resulted to him unable to stop the ball, giving away Heaven's Night an easy goal.
"AND THERE YOU HAVE IT!! ON THE LAST MINUTE NUMBER 11 OF HEAVEN'S NIGHT STEALS A SNEAKY GOAL FROM CRIMSON FC FOR A VICTORY!! NUMBER 11's AMAZING PLAY SAVES THE DAY FOR THEM! JUST AMAZING!!"
The crowd erupted into cheers. Crimson FC's players, disappointed, exited the field. Everyone came in and congratulated The coach and Corell For the amazing victory.
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Corell Was waken up from his daydreaming by a punch from Renn on his chin.
"Ow, what the hell was that for?!" He said, while rubbing his chin.
"What do u expect when you make someone keep ranting about something for thirty minutes straight and not even pay attention to them ?!" Renn Replied.
"Well at least don't punch me man.. That hurt." He said and looked in front of him. They had reached the training ground. It was a moderate sized field with some flashlights working while the others not.
Everyone from the team including the substitutes were already there, either talking, sitting and relaxing, or playing with the ball.
"We have been waiting for you, Corell" Said a middle aged man who standing in the middle of the field, who looked fit and in good shape. It was the Coach.
"Uhhh, we are sorry coach, someone started to daydream on the path here so we got late" Renn said, looking at Corell with a mischievous smile.
"No Problem, we can forgive that today, after all, Corell scored such a vital goal for us today. Now before we start, why don't we have a round of applause for Corell And Soka, they both managed to save us at the last minute" The coach said and everyone started to applaud for them, some were happy and some didn't care much.
"Alright that's enough. Now comes the serious part, the reason why I called you all here" He said and sat on the ground with a ball, balanced perfectly on his head.
"Heaven's Night is closing" He said. Everyone was in shock, they stopped doing anything they were doing. Some started to laugh, thinking it was a joke but the coach had a serious face, one that indicates that the person is doing anything, but joking.
"But why?!!, We are constantly winning games, why all of a sudden do we have to do that?!!"
Corell was shocked to his heart. His face looked as if he was struck by lighting. A moment ago he was rejoicing his victory and right now, this bomb of a news was dropped on him.
"Its because of the owner, he was in urgent need of money and for him, this was the most useless business he had, so he decided to sell the club off." The coach said with a sigh.
Another player barged in, "IF THATS THE ISSUE THEN THERE IS NO PROBLEM. ILL ASK MY FATHER TO BUY THE TEAM. IT WILL BE FINE DONT WORRY"
"It wont work Cade, the person who bought it was trying to buy the team for a long time but the owner denied him time and time again. Now that he finally gained possession of it, he wont give it back easily. More or less, you guys shouldn't be indulged in all this shady business stuff..." The coach replied.
"We cant loose hope so easily coach, we should talk it out with the owner. This not only concerns our career but your reputation as well!" Corell Shouted.
"You don't have to worry about that Corell. The owner organized a match where selectors from different clubs will be here to see your talents and take you in their teams, so your careers will be in much better conditions. As far it concerns my reputation, you guys are too young to be concerned about that." He said, with a smile on his way. He wiped of a tear and stood up.
He removed the ball on his head and kept it in his hands and continued, "Alright so I'll you a bit more about the match. As you can see, there are twenty two of you here. You will be divided into two teams of eleven each and the match will be between those two teams."
Everyone was shocked again because this was more or less like a death game. Until now, one single bad performance didn't mean much but now it did, That too, they had to compete against players who knew them, their strength and weakness. They would have to bet their careers on a type of game they had 0 experience in.
"With your amazing performance in the last 3 matches, I am pretty sure you guys would have earned the interest of a lot of big clubs, so give it your best." The coach said and lowered his cap, trying to hide his tears. "Don't worry, Ill be there to cheer you guys on the match day" He finished and left the training ground.
Everyone was still trying to process the storm that just overthrew them. Corell was thinking about it. For him these conditions were nothing. Yes, he had a strong bond with the coach and felt sorry for him but on the other hand, it felt as if something inside him just rised to life. Something he couldn't explain himself as well. It was a kind of hunger, the hunger to devour everyone on the field