#croatia nt is the reason why i got into football for real

[longeyelashedtragedy]

as i said yesterday and have said many times before, when you support croatia nt even when they lose you win, even when it’s so painful and you feel their pain too, because they’re the team who represent you, or who stole your heart

[luciferinati]

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Chapter 10

Lead roll - Mario

Others - Sergio, Paulo, Cristiano, Luka.

Words - 842

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Lately Mario had no one to talk to, suddenly everyone acted cold towards him, for no real reason and Mario didn't want to know, he was just doing his job and he saw nothing wrong with it. If Paulo has said something about the evening, well that was his view on everything, but knowing Paulo he wouldn't say a thing.

"Mandžukič!" The coach yelled in a rough tone, "You will not be included in the starting eleven Cristiano is taking your place."

"What! why? " Mario was confused, "He hasn't even scored once since he got here, he's been showing off and I do all of the scoring."

"Well this is a perfect chance for him to do that now, isn't it?"

"Alright, bench me! But that doesn't cover up the fact that he didn't score while I was on the field with him," he was mad and didn't bare all of the shit anymore at this point he knew he was better than Ronaldo, because he actually put work and passion in this work, while Ronaldo was dancing ballet on the field ever since he got to Juve.

At this point Mario would rather stay home and not even attend the game, but he didn't want to lose his job, so that only meant he had no choice but to be satisfied with coach's decision.

He threw a really pissed off look at Cristiano and went to the dressing room.

He was so done with everything. He hit his locker as hard as he could, took his bag and left. He didn't care about a shower or changing his clothes, he had to leave right at that moment. Nobody would question his actions anyway, because quite frankly everyone was sucked up Ronaldo's ass right now.

- Fuck them, they will see that they cannot win without me. -

He went to his car and drove home, he didn't feel like any human contact.

The man was so mad he almost crashed other cars multiple times in twenty minutes. When he got to the destination he threw his bag on the floor;  cursed and yelled in Croatian, smashed almost everything in his house: the coffee machine, picture frames also the little glass coffee table. He didn't give a shit.

Then he turned on the tv to distract his mind from the whole situation, but that didn't help much because you could here about football in one channel, Ronaldo in other and news only gave new ideas on how to end Cristiano's life. There was nothing to calm the man down. He was shaking from how mad he was.

He lost his best friend, his teammates and even his spot at the game because of some overrated prick. No, he isn't going to take that lightly, he is absolutely going to do something about that.

3 days were left till the next game and Mario had two thoughts - to go to Sergio's place and to see how the match will go without him. He was positive Ronaldo will fail. And also he was positive he will be a dead man soon. -I bet he is sucking dick to get all of his shit. –

Mario went online and bought the first ticket to Madrid, texted Sergio to send him his address and drove to the airport. When Sergio texted back Mario replied with – I will be there in 3 hours.

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Listening to music and looking outside at the clouds was really relaxing. Mario felt a bit of the anger fading away, but he still had a really big grudge inside. Somehow it seemed ironic that an enemy has turned into someone he liked the most and his team is like one big and cold enemy now. All he way to Madrid the man thought about how hungry he was, he wanted revenge, he was thirsty for blood.

He took everything that was Mario’s.

He wasn’t going to be satisfied with that. -He can’t take my spot just like that, I don’t give a damn about how popular he is, everything can’t be given to him just like that, someone has to stop him, but how? – He thought for a little while and realized he has to forget about it all for now and just calm down. Also he was really close to landing in Madrid.

Honestly, he wasn’t here to hesitated, the Croat couldn’t wait to get there, good that he didn’t have any luggage, so when he got out of the plane he rushed to get a taxi.

On the way the had a thought to get something for the man, so he changed the route a bit and got to the market, he bought a bottle of red wine and got back in the car and let the driver take him to his original destination.

He got out, all his worries were forgotten. He rang the door bell.

Sergio opened the door, “Heyyo Mandž-” and the mans mouth was shut by a rough kiss.

“What the hell?” Luka’s eyes widen.

[longeyelashedtragedy]

From someone who does not like any kind of sportsball: Why soccer? Why this sport? Why these guys? Make me love it, too. Signed, a shy friend.

ok i’ll do my best, though i don’t know how good i am at making people like stuff i like 😂 i don’t have too much in common with a lot of people so that might not bode well 😂

my family are huge american football and baseball fans but nothing ever really stuck for me?  i like watching american football when My Team is playing but otherwise i’m a little neutral. i am and have always been an olympics fiend (especially winter) in a large part because i really like the international-ness of it, so keep that in mind.

i was unaware of the world cup until one summer when i was actually in france during the world cup and the vibe was fantastic.  like there was just so much energy and EVERYONE was excited and people were smashing bottles in the street cause france won a game.  once i got back home i kept watching the games. the 2014 world cup caught my interest because the final was two countries i Enjoy for various reasons.  also @ariannenymerosmartell An American Who Likes Soccer/Football watched that game with me and she was a Fan of the german nt and it was exciting to talk about it with someone who was excited!

in the 2018 world cup i watched almost every game including like france vs. belgium on the crosstown bus on my phone, and i got caught up in Croatia Fever (after hating them for beating argentina) and that made me Start Getting Into It for real.  i also loved the women’s world cup last summer too.

like with the olympics i love the international aspect; even when it’s not national team break the clubs are composed of all sorts of people.  i love that the sport is so incredibly universal.  someone like me who, like i said before, doesn’t really have a lot in common with most people--when there’s a football reference i get it!  when someone is talking about a game i can easily participate!  it’s amazing?  and for someone who has a shitty attention span for watching things on a screen, the game moves Fast and has lots of legit cool moves (like this one) and footwork and technique and (hopefully) strategy, and for someone who gets really stressed when things have no defined time span, you know approximately how long a regular club game is gonna last no matter what.

there is a huge community of fans that isn’t just one particular demographic, which i also love, because some “fandoms” get very insular cause everyone is like, a queer afab nerd, you kow what i mean.

and as for the dudes, well.  i like a good-looking dude, what can i say?  and the footballers have an Aesthetic that sits well with me, and there’s Lots of fuckin drama queens and people praying before matches and i’m Into that.  as for why each of my favs is my fav, that’s a whole separate post, lol.

also as you get more familiar with the games you can start having opinions about refs, managers, club presidents, commentators...it’s infinite ~