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For the next forty five minutes, Tyler along with the rest of the Monaco team ward up. The cheers they received from the fans made Tyler smile. He hadn’t gotten to play in front of a crowd that huge before so receiving so much love at once from the fans was like a caveman discovering fire.

"Don’t get too used to it". George said when he caught Tyler breaking into a smile for the umpteenth ti. "Those fuckers can get really nasty when they decide they don’t like you".

"They’re going to love , don’t worry". Tyler smiled. He waved to them as he and George walked with the other Monaco players back into the locker room.

"How are you so sure about that?" George smiled.

"Because I’m going to play so fucking good". Tyler said, to which George chuckled.

"I like your confidence". George said, "but if you think these players are going to be like the pensioners that we played against with the reserves, then you’re wrong. Stop underestimating them bro".

"I’m not, I just know how good I am".

"Fairs, I can’t argue with that". George shrugged.

They entered the locker room and changed into their jerseys. Tyler still felt funny as he put on his jersey and looked at himself. The red and white of the Monaco shirt, it felt, in a cliche way, it felt right.

Adi Hutter said a few more words of motivation before leaving the locker room. Zakaria continued from where Adi Hutter stopped and fired up everyone in the squad, including Tyler. By the ti the match official knocked and told them that they were to start coming outside, everyone in the squad felt like killing the players of Paris FC. In a football sense, of course.

As he stepped outside and glanced at his opponents who were also lining up, Tyler felt his heart rate speeden up. He had been feeling so calm but now that he was actually about to step out for the match, he started feeling the pressure that he thought he wasn’t going to feel.

"You can do this, you can do this". Tyler muttered under his breath as he stepped outside.

While he was having a mini panic session, he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around. He saw Biereth giving him a small smile and a thumbs up.

"Chill bro". Biereth said. "Forget everything that coach said, this is going to be a routine stat padding session. Don’t stress it".

Tyler nodded slightly, even though he didn’t really listen to what Biereth said. Everyone were trying their best to help him deal with the pressure but they weren’t really doing everything. They were just confusing him with their different advises and it’s not like he could’ve listened to every one of them at the sa ti.

["It’s ti ladies and gentlen. We gather here today in this holy ground of football to bear testant to the performances of these two teams as they co out to do battle on the field. One will be the conqueror, one will be the conquered, there’s a favorite, like with all battle. But the underdogs will be hoping to have a David versus Goliath type of story. In the Stade Louis II, in front of an excess of thirty thousand people, tonight, Monaco versus Paris FC"]

Monaco Starting Lineup

Formation: 4-4-2

Goalkeeper: Phillip Kohn

Right Back: Wilfried Singo

Center Back: Mohamd Salisu

Center Back: Thilo Kehrer

Left Back: Carlos Henrique

Defensive Midfielder: Lamine Camara

Central Midfielder: Moatasem Musrati

Right Midfielder: Tyler Wilson

Second Striker: Mika Biereth

Striker: Folarin Balogun

Left Midfielder: George Ilenikhenna

Paris FC starring lineup

Formation: 4-5-1

Goalkeeper: Obed Nkambadio

Right Back: Samie Chergui

Center Back: Mamadou Mbow

Center Back: Timotheé Kolodziejczak

Left Back: Thibault De St

Right Midfielder: Mathieu Cafaro

Defensive Midfielder: Lohan Doucet

Central Midfielder: Adama Camara

Central Midfielder: Ilan Kebbal

Left Midfielder: Jean-Phillipe Krasso

Striker: Nouha Dicko

As the two set of teams started coming of the tunnel, one of the two comntators started performing acrobatics with his match in an attempt to hype up the spectators for the match.

Not wanting to be left behind, the co-comntator started talking soon after his coworker finished with his long speech.

["It’s just like you’ve said, it’s a classic David versus Goliath type of fixture. According to the odds that I’m seeing, right out of ten tis, Monaco are expected to win this fixtures so I’m sure Paris FC will be making sure that this is the two odd chances that they have. Adi Hutter has nad a slightly rotated lineup here today, a move of confidence on his part and I’m sure that Paris FC will be looking to punish his confidence"]

["Well of course they’ll be looking to punish his confidence, of course they’ll be looking to win, but now it isn’t a matter of that the want, it’s a matter of whether or not they have the ability to go and get what they want. Because even though they want the win, Monaco are not going to make things for them and I’m sure it’s going to be the sa vice versa"]

The sound of the roaring ho crowd, cheering in support of their favorite team covered the sound of the comntators speaking into their mikes. Tyler couldn’t hear the comntator’s words,but he didn’t really care much about them, he just walked out with his teammates and imdiately went to his position on the pitch as soon as he finished shaking hands with the opposition.

While Tyler waited, he stared at Henrique, who was starting as the captain for the match since Zakaria would be starting from the bench, who had gone off to et the referee along with the captain of Paris FC to complete the pre match rituals. As soon as Henrique ca back, he had everyone huddle and they discussed so tactics, and the one of the other players gave a short prayer. After that the group of players dispersed to their respective positions.

"You look like you play shit boy".

Tyler looked up and saw the left winger of the opposing team talking to him. He just shook his head and turned his attention back to the referee.

"If I ever catch him one-on-one, he’s dead". Tyler thought to himself as the referee blew his whistle and the match comnced.

A/N:

Bonus Chapter as promised.

Rember:

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15 gifts of any kind = 1 bonus Chapter

5 golden tickets = 1 bonus Chapter

10 reviews = 1 bonus Chapter

A super gift (Magic castle etc...) = 5 bonus Chapters.

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