The atmosphere at the Wondanimo stadium was quite thrilling currently despite the fact that the ga today was still in the warm-up phase.
To put it plainly, this was a highly anticipated match among the Bilbeth Super League fans and a good number of other fans who liked to stick their nose into any league they found interesting at any mont.
Yes, it was a cup match between the top teams in the league this season so it was expected that it would garner a lot of attention but there was actually more to it than just that.
Their first eting this season ended with Dynamo FC grabbing a late winner due to the Unique side's incompetence at the back, however, most people would argue that their victory was mostly influenced by Dave's absence in that match.
Then there was the second match which Unique FC almost ended up losing mostly due to Dave's absence through most of the match, and after making an appearance in the last minutes, the goalkeeper was able to grab an equaliser for his team just before the match ca to an end.
Well, today, Dave was going to be starting for his side and none of the teams seed to be missing any key players, so it was ti to see how things were going to play out in what would be considered their fairest battle this season.
They were in the warm-up phase so at the mont, the players from both sides were busy on different sides of the pitch getting their bodies ready for the stress they were about to put them through.
Ordinarily, Dave would be in the goalpost trying to save a few practice shots but at the mont he seed to be involved in a three-way header pass between him, Mateo, and Minino.
"So, who do you guys think is going to be the most threatening player in their side today?" Minino inquired, nodding the ball sent to him by Mateo back to the winger.
"Are you seriously asking that question?" Mateo retorted, heading the ball toward Dave. He made no effort to hide the exasperation written all over his face.
"Yeah, after facing them twice this season, I think everyone should know the answer to that question without being asked," Dave remarked as he headed the ball back to Mateo.
A huff escaped from Minino's lips at that mont as he shook his head.
"I know, I was obviously joking, you need to work on your sense of humor, Mateo."
The winger sent the ball flying his way just as he said that, and instead of approaching it with his head, he caught the ball with his hands instead.
"It's that guy nad Frank, right?"
"I think that description is a bit insulting for one of the best players in the league this season," Dave uttered.
'Keep quiet, Catherine.'
"Yeah, whatever, but what do you guys say…" The midfielder's voice trailed off, a mischievous glint trailing through his eyes.
"Say about what?" Mateo inquired, a confused expression on his face.
"I take one for the team and kill the rat before he causes any trouble." He leaned closer to the two to whisper.
"You want to get sent off?" Mateo responded, the disapproval in his voice evident.
"Yeah, that's the gist." The midfielder shrugged.
"And what will happen when your attempt fails and you still end up getting sent off?" Dave inquired.
"Nothing," Minino stated firmly. "Because I'm going to make sure I kill him, I know a very potent technique to use." He smiled confidently.
He expected a bit of acceptance from his teammates after that but what he heard next was the sound of Mateo face-palming himself.
"Minino please." The winger drawled as he dragged his hand down his face. "I'm begging you, please don't do anything stupid, we have a solid ga plan, just stick to it and we might win this. Getting yourself sent off will do us more harm than good even if it ans eliminating Frank."
At this point, the midfielder was poking his cheeks, his bright expression watered down a bit.
"Fine." He sighed. "I guess it makes sense when you put it that way."
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