As the old good times, the epic decided to visit the Herd. For
second time in this season, the team smashed their opponent without mercy. The
superiority was so clear that, even before the second half, Nino got bored
that decided to change the position of all the players: defenders as forwards,
forwards as defenders, and Mira everywhere.
But as the good old times too, we started the journey, though, with a collective heart attack
when Mira screamed NOOOOO in the
changing room without being able to articulate word for some seconds. We were
all panicking, thinking she forgot her football shoes... false alarm, it was just the headband - pure girl
drama- solved by mum Bea with a bunch of head accessories for heart broken
Mira. After teasing her a bit, she managed to get under control
her Justin Bieber bangs, and was ready to score a bunch of goals.
The game started, and here is where the
magic happened. The association in the initial attack was just perfect. With Shark Ale fighting for each ball and
inch of the pitch, dribbling
opponents and perfectly harmonized with Gazelle Mira, the goals were just a
matter of time. She also did a great job
in defense, for exasperation of Bea, who was freezing
on the goal box. Letizia the Bomb
sent a powerful cannon to the goal, that was impossible to stop. Letizia the Bomb sent a powerful cannon
to the goal that was impossible to stop. Mainly, because if you were on the way
of the ball you would lose an arm, leg or head in the crash.
Proficient in the middle of the pitch, she got all the balls and helped both in
defense and attack. It was the player who connected both sides of the pitch, an important add to our game. Eventually, everyone
joined the attack (well, not Bea, but almost).
Magalí alias but my chocolate is
from Belgium, did have a
bunch of opportunities as well as Captain
Sanne Sparrow, that bored in the defense had her chances in the opponents
goal. Both of them have the honor of assisting goals to
Gazelle, who tried to give back the favor by waiting for them until they were
ready to receive an assist and score, quite close but not quite in, the new
attackers tried and tried for desperation of the Athena goalie.
And the only one who stayed, formally, in
defense, all the game was, Marilú Stasi,
former presidenta- in-pettore. She was a tower in the middle of the defense.
The poor kids didn’t have a chance against her, and she even joined the attack
a couple of times, but as a good defender, she was lost in dribbling and the goal didn’t
come. Well, there was someone else in the defense, Frozen Bea. She was so bored that she was about to have some pop
corn and watch
the match from the goal. Yet, she managed to get some warm and crashed with
the little kid who scored between her legs. Unfortunate goal that didn’t really
count much, I mean we should let kids score, at least, an honor goal.
Perhaps is about time for the MVP of all
times, the soul of the victories our light on the pitch (mainly because, yes,
you shine under the lights as a true Finn (not Swedish,
we know, we know)): Mira Gazelle Turpeinen. Because,
let’s be honest my dears, this team reaches another level when she is on the
pitch. It was so sublime, so astonishing, so great that the coach of the other
team was screaming, desperate and finally laughing: please for god sake just
stop her, do whatever you
need but stop her at least once. They celebrated that they got the ball from her as goals, thrilling
and hugging each other. The faces of the poor kids were petrified every time
she got the ball, as if they’ve seen the boogieman. They just panicked,
as primitive animals, they played dead to have some mercy. No chance, she was
always there either to score or assist.
In fact, the only one who managed to successfully tackle her during the
evening was the light post during the warming up… and herself.
At some point, Gazelle felt a bit guilty with all the goals and the
possibility of being the capocannoniere of the league with just two games, so
she started to assist everyone around. The problem was, we’re not as fast as
she is, so she had to wait a bit… well, ok, A LOT. I tried several times, she
was a bit desperate and yell to me “Gooooo Laila, (seriously, when are you
going to learn my name?) where are you? are you coming?!” which I had to answer
“Well, I AM TRYING”.
Lost in the
attack, I started to be Darth Vader again, I am definitely not made for run.
I did not handle well the first passes, but sooner than later Gazelle understood
my turtle
approach to running, my lack of controlling skills while running, and decided
to give me an amazing pass to my feet, that ended in the goal.
Finally, with a total 12 goals, is time to say goodbye, AGAIN,
to our beloved Gazelle Mira, the new queen of cakes and, so far, Capocannoniere.
Her, supposed, last game of the season was, without a doubt, its best. We know
you have a Tiger
on every port, but only one herd, so we forgive your affairs with other teams. Hope to see you soon, as always, making poetry with a
ball.
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