Match Day 2
Game 31 - ESFALSA VS. PAST (Group H)
City: Larasin | Stadium: Duboann Kaccon | Kick Off: 14 Sep 2022, 18:00 h
One of the favourite pastimes Snovians have is to just visit the countryside, maybe pulling into a village with their car and turning on one of the many streets, which really need some repairing once in a while and have a Bago at its cul-de-sac. In such a place you can meet old and young playing classic card and dice games together, old men flirting with the female barkeeper a little too much and young girls trying out the latest hookah flavours. In the touristy parts of many cities like Larasin there are also karaoke section in those bars, but anyone who wants to experience the Snovian life for real has to go to a classicla Bago just like Lori did.
Lori is an 18 year old college student in Larasin, who tries her luck in majoring in brewery. After the tournament is over, she will travel to Myria as an au-pair learning the basics of winery too, which should give her enough credit points to be allowed to start with her bachelor thesis. The fact she’s leaving soon is also the reason, why she travelled into this village 70 km from Larasin. She wanted to see her uncle, the head bartender at her local Bago once more.
“Uncle!”, she exclaimed, ran towards him and hugged him tightly. “I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too”, her uncle answered. “Where were you the last few months, I could have really needed a helping hand here. Those girls over there…”, he pointed with his left hand towards the “Hookah Sisters”, “…are talking nonsense all the time. I can’t understand this generation anymore.”
He looked sad into his beer glasses before continuing to clean them. “Well, at some point you have to accept, you’re old”, Lori teased him.
“Listen, I have this friend”, she resumed the conversation after a minute of silence. “He can get us cards for a football game tonight.” The closer she got to the end of the sentence, the more whispering was her voice. “What do you think, uncle?”
“I think…that I don’t have time. I can’t close the bago, Lori”, he shook his head. “But don’t worry, we can still see the game. If you help me setting up our projector and huge screen that is!”
Lori wasn’t too fond of the idea of working, but she accepted anyway and while her uncle continue to keep an eye on his guests, she set everything up for a good football viewing event.
When it got close to 6 pm, Lori’s uncle announced “One free beer for everyone and a round of shots to everyone, who can sing along to the Pasten and Esfalsan anthem without mistake!”
The entire bar cheered, the entire bar tried their best singing along to those foreign national anthems. No one has made no mistake, but one person managed to only make five, so he has gotten a cola for free at least.
“Now, silence everybody. Who are we betting for? Lori, tell us!”
“I’m all for the Past to be honest…” The whole room murmured. “Really?”, some guy from her left said. “Those first timers can’t beat one of the original IUFA founders.”
“Well, a long history mustn’t be a successful one, dude”, Lori answered. “In the last 20 tournaments, so since the beginning of the FWCs, Esfalsa was only able to get into the knockout stage five times.”
“Yeah, but you forget, they only participated like 11, 12 times. So pretty much every second tournament they advance. And in at their last appearance in 2016 they…”
“Did and became 3rd. So this means, this time’s a no knockout round again, right?”
The guy from her left admitted a temporary argumentative defeat by slightly nodding to her and taking two sips of his beer. On the screen Past was actually doing decently against the “Gold Stripes”. Sheznas Aldrian was in possession of the ball frequently trying to build up the game, but the Esfalsan defender Pavic often saw, when critical situations arose and cleared the ball from him. Just so it could be catched by a Past player, passed to Sheznas again and everything repeated.
After a couple of minutes of seeing a pretty uncreative playstyle from both teams, some spectators have rather turned back to their normal conversations. Lori also was seeking for one with her uncle, but he was off to the kitchen.
Pouting, she put her right hand to her chin, the elbow resting on her thigh, continuing to watch the farce. But what’s that? Pavic did not interpret the situation correctly this time. Aldrian passed back to a Past defender, who then shot the ball in a high curve forward towards the striker Stunsar. He sorts his legs and the ball, makes himself ready to shoot, calculates where the goalkeeper would go, shoots…goalpost, but he’s not done. Before the Esfalsan goalkeeper has a chance to realise what has been going on, Stunsar has already run past and behind him to push the deflected ball over the line.
“Whooo, I told y’all!”, Lori sprung up. A few older, smoking people in the back applauded her. Not clear, if in a mocking way or not.
During half-time, the news were broadcasted and talked about Izaakian-secessionist forces in Hazelia moving South from the Brodlancian-Hazelian border, taking several kilometres with every day that passes. They have an advantageous position, being able to use the Hazelian rivers and the Snovians being slow in sending military reinforcements to their oversea territory. Frankly not many people cared though. “It was clear, there would be a time at some point, where they want their freedom…”, a wife from one of the smoking men in the back has told to the people sitting at or near her table.
The attention of the bago was back on the screen, when the second half began. While Past was playing a good game still, they did not create any chances. This left Lori discouraged enough, that she decided to join her uncle in the kitchen at the 64th minute. “Why don’t we watch the game together?”, she complained. “Don’t you have a little time for your niece?”
“I’m sorry, I’m just…”, he sighed. “I’m not in the mood today. You know, your aunt and I have had many arguments recently and…I don’t know what to do anymore. I bought her flowers, I apologised, I invited her on a trip to Astrocity in Scopia, but she is so…cold to me…”
Tears ran down from his eyes and Lori hugged him tightly once again. “You can tell me more, if it makes you feel better. The game is not as important.”
“You don’t have to hear all this, especially not now, when you’re favourite is winning…”
“No, I insist.”
She didn’t notice the crowd cheering for Sutton having scored two goals, one of which was taken back by the VAR due to Sutton’s off-side position. She didn’t notice how someone has poured his beer over the projector five minutes before the game ended. The commotion. The calls for help. She had to take care of another one, that of her heart-broken uncle, cheated on by his wife, left from his sons, leading an only semi-successful bago, who was supposed to know, that wherever she is, he can always count on her trying to be here for him.
Final result: Esfalsa 1 - 1 Past
Other results:
Group |
Home |
Result |
Away |
Group E |
Huawan |
1 - 1 |
Ikoania |
Group E |
Klysevia |
2 - 0 |
Emerald |
Group F |
Bzerneleg |
3 - 0 |
Kai Fa |
Group F |
Puerto Pollo |
2 - 2 |
Mauquibie |
Group G |
Gianatla |
4 - 1 |
North Prarie |
Group G |
Pax Dracon |
5 - 0 |
Reizen |
Group H |
Brodlancia |
1 - 1 |
Izaakia |