The Gigantic stadium of The European club was totally filled to the brim, over hundred thousand fans were at the top of their voice, cheering and clapping with all their might, each for two different teams. One was a cheer for their team to increase the tempo and another was a call for the referee to end the game already, the alleged time for stoppage had already passed, however, the fans didn't dictate the rule for the referee, there had already been a significant pause during the game, his own watch hadn't reached the added time yet, so the fans had to bear with this excruciating pain of watching their team losing seven to zero at a champions league final. While the other set if fans were yelling for their team to give them more, they wanted to score more goals.
"Hey! Zayne, pass the ball!" Damian Holt yelled, running beside the captain and striker. Zayne quickly released the ball to him, and with a subtle look towards Leo Blaze's direction, Leo ran towards him. The opposing defenders stood still for a moment, the previous moment, they had been charging at high speed, but the next moment, their opponents were running at each other, how were they to stop that?
Zayne and Leo smirked at their opponent's confusion and instantly, they separated, Zayne running back to where he came from and Leo doing the same.
Damian passed the ball to Riley who released it even without looking up.
That was his charm that no coach seemed to be able to resist. Despite being so young, Riley already had a range of vision and an experience that was unrivalled. He seemed to have eyes all over his body, but that was even less cool than his passing abilities. He knew uncountable ways to hit the ball, ways to make the ball spin in shocking directions and bounce wonderfully.
Riley's pass was sent towards Zayne who was running parallel to the goal post. However, Zayne had only just parted ways with Leo so he knew too well where the right winger was.
With a flick of his leg, Zayne had passed the ball backwards, towards Leo who was making a dashing run into the opponent's behind.
The opposing defenders couldn't catch their breath, this was ninety third minute of this game, yet this team…Krystal Fc had seemed not to lose any stamina and their creative means of creating spectacular goals.
The opposing defender roared as he dived, firing himself like a cannon towards Leo. But the Right winger's calmness could never be overthrown by such desperate acts. Leo released the ball with a beautiful chip, sending it towards the other flank where Damian was all alone, charging towards the goal.
The defender's realized too late, for the eighth time in this game, they had been played by their opponent. Even their careers was at stake here, how could they do their best, winning every game, just to face such a loss? The match had only this attack left before its end, the score was seven to nil, and yet, these brats from Krystal Fc were still threatening to score another goal? No! they weren't gonna let that happen!
"Stop Him!" Came the shout the defender that was closest to Damian, he slid towards the left winger, blocking his path to goal.
Damian raised his leg to take the shot, but it the defender had slid even before he was about to shout, instead, he chipped the ball again. This time around, there was nothing they could do.
Every defender in the opposing team was already on the floor, even the goal keeper didn't expect to see something like this again. He was already crouched low, ready to risk his life, even if it meant having a chance to save the ball.
But right in their eyes, the ball had taken to the skies again…slowly and steadily floating towards the outer part of the post…
"Thud!" Zayne landed heavily on the floor after he executed a flawless volley, adding another layer of the embarrassment to their lead.
YEAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
The fans erupted in another frenzied shout, the mixture of the sighs of disappointment and the celebratory shouts rent the air. The Fans of Krystal Fc couldn't be more impressed with their Home team, what a performance they had displayed today. They had made history…
They were going to do much more.
Pii!
Pii!!
Piii!!!
The opposing team crouched low, falling to the floor, shame and embarrassment filled their faces. In front of their fans…they had…
The next thing the players saw was the champions League trophy being lifted and carried towards them. This wasn't their first or second time lifting this trophy, but they always found this feeling very much ecstatic.
The Trophy was handed to Zayne, the twenty-four year old captain of the team. Maxwell Carter, the captain's younger brother leapt on his back, hugging his elder brother tightly.
Zayne rubbed his head playfully as they both laughed out loud, the rest of the team rushing together and hugging themselves, this was a massive win.
A real massive one.
The rest of the team stormed the pitch, The stadium's fireworks exploded in the sky, golden sparks showering over them. Fans sang their names, banners waving with their faces on them. Reporters scrambled to get reactions, flashing cameras blinding their vision. The opposing team couldn't even bear to watch the celebrations…
Gold Confetti burst into the air as the team gathered round, shouting and jumping, chanting and screaming in sheer joy.
Coach Lexa Vaughn stood with them, a proud smile on her face, these boys…
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The lights dimmed as the players got ready to board their private jet, feeling immortal. Zayne grabbed Lexa by the shoulder as they walked behind everyone. "Hey coach…this is the third time in a row we are winning this title, and this is your fifth year in our team, it seems playing with mortals has gotten a bit too easy, huh?"
Lexa smirked. "Take a look at yourself getting cocky just because you won another cup…"
Zayne cracked his neck, "not just another cup, but the big eared one."
Lexa shook her head as she stretched. "Unfortunately, that's the highest cup in club football"
Zayne nodded. "Yeah, and it's a bit disappointing. I wish they would bring more competition, we've conquered Europe…I want to play against something much more."
Lexa shrugged, then she let out a small and mirthless grin. "May the good heavens answer your prayers…"
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Well…the heavens have a surprising way of answering prayers.