"We’ve done it!" Anna squealed in ecstasy, her face flushed red in excitent. "Shev, we’ve done it!" She jumped and hugged Irene happily, not even caring about anything else right now.
Before Irene could say anything, though, Laysa and Irene also followed the action by crashing into them, creating a massive hug party to celebrate this historical win.
"WE’VE DONE IT!" This ti, Laysa didn’t even contain her excitent. She let the world know what was happening here, shouting wildly as if they were the main character here. "WE’VE GOT THE THIRD PLACE! BRONZE DAL!"
Irene could also feel dina squeezing her suit hard, yet the woman didn’t really say anything. No, she was even hyperventilating a bit; she still couldn’t process everything that was going on here. She had been feeling so much pressure since her defeat against Mariya Muzychuk, and Irene’s result was like sothing that had been choking her was released in the air, letting her breathe freely right now.
Irene herself was pretty much numb at this point. The happiness hadn’t registered through her brain yet, and instead, it was relief that rushed first. She could also feel her legs lose all of their strength right now, as the tension that kept her alive for more than four hours was finally gone. However, in front of her excited teammates, under the effect of the adrenaline here, a wide smile spread across her face, probably the widest she had ever pulled on her life.
Even though the commotion that they made was quite huge, no one had the heart to stop them. Hell, if anything, almost all the spectators there gave a round of applause; all were happy for Indonesia’s miraculous journey.
They all knew that Indonesia was far from being a favorite in this won’s section. No, the only prominent player here was Irene, and she had already passed her pri. Never in their wildest dream did they think that Indonesia would be able to jump so greatly, sneaking into the top three in the tournant. Hell, the players themselves probably didn’t dare to dream this big, yet here was their reality now.
Of course, while there was a winner, there would also be a loser. The biggest loser in this scenario was definitely the Ukrainian team. Anna Muzychuk just sat lifelessly as if her soul was sucked from her body, staring blankly at her opponent, who was still celebrating in front of her. Next to her, Mariya Muzychuk patted her sister’s shoulder, trying to offer comfort. However, it was clear that she was also disappointed here.
Just like any wise man said, the second loser was always the biggest loser. The first place was happy because... Well, they were in first place, and the third place was happy because they fought tooth and nail to get onto the podium. As for the second place, their disappointnt was greater because they had a chance to get the first place, yet they failed to do so. That was probably the biggest heartbreak that any athlete could ever suffer in their life.
The other loser in this situation was definitely Team India. They were so close to getting the gold dal, having been leading the standings and going back and forth against Ukraine for most of the tournant. Yet, one defeat in the last round destroyed all of their dreams, and now, they had to be satisfied with fourth place on the table.
It was cruel that the two countries that had been topping the standings for so long would crumble in the last round, yet this was chess. Anything could happen, and a big underdog story was not sothing that could be avoided all the ti.
Right now, one by one, all the spectators started to leave the place, letting the Indonesian won’s team get drunk in their own celebration. Sheva could only stare from afar with a bitter smile, sohow feeling a little bit envious of them. While yes, he was the individual gold dalist, the boy also wanted to celebrate together with the team after winning it all like this, as the feeling was indeed greater than anything else.
A mont later, soone suddenly rushed and crashed into the scene like a hellion, startling everyone there. When they were finally out of their shock, they saw Claudia, with her childishness, forcing them all to get a group huge once again.
"YES, BIG SIS! WE HAVE DONE IT!" The girl giggled rrily, eliciting laughter from the others. Yeah, after such a tense two weeks of the tournant, everything seed to have paid off, and now, all they had to do was relax.
Then, Bagas and Sarah followed from behind, and Sheva could also see the other players from the n’s team watching them from afar. Bagas also had his own cara in his hand, immortalizing this mont while also sharing it with the audience in his live broadcast.
Hilda99: Damn! I really want to cry right now!
Froggies: Fucking hell... Is this fucking real or not?
Labado35: What do you an by this is real or not? It is fucking real, I tell you! We are the third-best country in the world!
The chat room also went crazy, and the happiness spread so quickly among every Indonesian who watched this from all over the world. Bagas himself didn’t care about it. Right now, his mouth was moving so fast, comnting on everything like a madman. Hell, Sheva could even see the thick vein on his best friend’s forehead, and he was really afraid of Bagas’s health right now.
"Just look at them, guys!" Bagas spoke to his chat emotionally. His voice was hoarse, probably from shouting too much back at the dia booth. However, that wasn’t enough to dampen his enthusiasm here. "They ca here as the 22nd best country in this section, yet through sweat and blood, they defy all the odds. They defy their own fate. They even defy heaven to get to this point! They are the team that, for the first ti in Indonesia’s chess history, are able to get onto the podium at the highest-level chess in the world! Let’s give another round of applause for our history maker today!"
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