ooc: a collection of short stories focusing on the everyday citizens and happenings on the soil of the directorial republic of endralonA little football pitch, Svetigrad, near to Maloselo, Canton of Zergon, Directorial Republic of Endralon"
Dodaj loptu, pass the ball, pass me!" he said to his teammate, who ran right towards the penalty area. The opponent team did a great mistake, and let only one defender for the two of them. The others just tried to run back from the halfway, but it was obvious that they can't help nor their goalkeeper, or the one defender left, if the attackers finishing their job well. And this "well" in this situation would mean a good pass from the runner to Him, who just followed the action in line with the runner and the only defender. The goalkeeper decided to stay in his goal. One good pass, and He just have to roll the ball elegantly into the goal, under the goalkeeper's legs.
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Izaći! Come out!" other, opponent players shouted from the halfway to their goalkeeper, encouraging him to come out from his goal, and try to aggressively attack the ball before the runner could have a shooting moment. And it was logical, because, however He wanted to score, but it was obvious that the runner wanted all glory for himself. And it put him into a weaker position, since both the only defender and the goalkeeper (who by encouragement, decided to aggressively attack) was on his neck. Everybody thought the action was over. But, the runner decided well in the last moment.
Between the goalkeeper and the only defender, he passed the ball to Him, and He does not thinked a lot, just rolled the ball into the empty goal, with an elegant and tender ankle movement. And made it 1 - 0. He quickly ran to the corner of the pitch to celebrate the goal, together with the runner, and the other teammates running from behind to took a part in the celebration.
He did his favorite celebration movement, especially to the girls, sitting next to the football pitch and watching the match, filming the bois or just simply talking. Since it wasn't an official match, just a little friendly play in the afternoon, of course they just did this for fun.
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Bilo je lijepo, majku ti! It was nice, motherfucker!" the runner said, when they hugged each other. But then, they suddenly saw, one guy from the opponent team just got the ball from the goal, and kicked it to the arable lands, right next to the football pitch. He knew, the arable lands belonged to one of the great corpos, and He also knew that it was already deployed with corn seeds, but it was in a really early stage though. The guy who kicked the ball deeply to the arable fields, were really angry and mad, and there were even some tears in his eyes.
"You are fucking cheaters! Why can't you play by the rules?" he shouted.
"Why would we cheat?" asked him the runner.
"Even blind men can see that it was offside..." the angry guy answered.
"There is no offside in such a little pitch" reacted to him somebody from His team.
"I don't care what you say, asshole" he answered and left the pitch and grabbed his coat, and he was followed by many of the opponent team. "We are leaving, bye girls and bye loosers."
Some girls were chatted about him, some laughed at him, and some were literally scared of this activity. His team just stood quietly on the pitch, except one of them, who desperately grabbed his hands and made a terrified face.
"That was a ball from
fucking Hugamest!
Prljavi kurac!" he said.
"Then go for it, it is not so deep in..." said the runner.
"Are you stupid? Last time they catched a fella on the fields, they beated him really well. The workers, ya know" said a third.
"My father only go back with his truck to Mest, in two weeks. What the fuck we will do without a ball for two weeks?" stayed desperate the guy who lost his ball.
"I mean somebody among the workers shall find it" said an another.
"And what do you think, will they give back the ball peacefully and don't punish us for kicking it to their land?" made a point the same guy who told the others about the beating earlier.
The guys spoke with each other, but He does not really cared. I mean, sometimes He liked to play football, but it wasn't His life, like it was others'. Everybody around him always told him that He is not a Zergonese, He shall move among the Hugalonese or the Syldavians, because He does not like stuff like a true Zergonese would. Fish soup, strong body, blonde woman - He said meh to all of these things. Of course He knew He is a Zergonese, and always will be proudly, and that these conditions only existing in Svetigrad, the little town he lived in, near to the metropolis Maloselo, where, based on the legends, people are far more better.
The truth is, based on the internet, He believed He is living in a hellhole, a last piece of shit of the monarchist Vajk (even if everybody around Him were large patriots and sing songs about the glory of the Directorial Republic all night). He would not even dare to list the activities of the Hugamester influencers, vloggers and gamers, but even in Maloselo people can have weaker body without notice, can hate fish soup and can have whatever women or men they like. This was his main plan, leave this 1000 people hellhole alone and literally travelling into the future, leaving this many rural assholes here to kill themselves with their expectations.
"If you are so coward pricks, I will get that ball, bitches" a thin, female voice put Him back to the reality. He does not know the speaking girl well, He only knew that she is one of the new residents in the Hrvojić Street. And hell god, she was damn hot. She had a long, dark brown hair, and only a bra and some thin jeans on her body. He can't denied it, liked what He saw. And especially the bravery of the girl, that was, to be honest, a little bit insane. The Svetigradian workers do not care about gender, they just terrorize everybody who would stand between them and their worshipped €30 000 salary. But actually, they would might care about gender, but not in the positive way... Can He let that? He was totally sure during these 5 minutes or so, that He had a crush on the girl. So, it would be responsible to let her go alone? No.
"I will go with ya" He just said and He knew, there is no retreat. The most of the guys, boys and girls, already started to laugh or talking about them two behind their back, even their fellow teammates. The girl just looked on Him with a serious face, maybe thinked on the offer.
"Do you think girls need protection? What are you, a barbarian?" she said.
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Only the blind men can't see this: the Barbarians don't good for business" the others like a chorus, made a common joke, singing a popular rhyme, that was sing for almost every babies in the Directorial Republic since the 3M-Medina dispute, and especially after the AEFNS strikes. They laughed a lot.
"I want to play with that ball once we regained it, right? Then why would a girl need to retake it while we are resting here? I want to get it back, and I need
your protection. Would you give it?" he asked the girl once again, with a good poetic move. Others already shouted some incomprehensible sounds, and they expressed their recognition with those.
"He is clever, he has brain, fellas" said the runner and started to laugh once again.
"Then what are you waiting for?" said the girl and He was just extremely happy and started to run towards her. But she does not really waited for Him, she was already on her way.
"I have a condom from yeste..." the runner approached Him.
"Fuck off" He said and he pushed him away friendly and just followed the girl. Of course the runner does not really wanted to really give Him a condom, he just wanted to follow the joke just started, and he said it enough loudly to everybody hear it, and laugh it.
Once He and the girl left the aura of the others, they were in line with each other and there was only a 2 metres high wall between them and the arable lands. And they were ready to do an adventure, get back the ball and avoid the workers during that. And He was ready to conquer her heart as well.