Tension high, the air is saturated with dust and mist moving about like asteroids in space. Time is almost up our once high morale Gradually drops.
Radiation from Ice, electrify our veins. Last drops of adrenaline, Supplement race in the field.
Hope is swallowed by panic pangs, the galaxy smiles on the sixtieth second. Yeah! that last minute.
The metal lands on the pedal with an accuracy like that of the dance of the milky way. The net is shaken, not by the winds, but by a circular ring of fire..... And it is a goal.
Dedicated to yesterday's Match of Real Madrid against juventus