Hello again, guys! Thanks for tuning in and sorry for the delay. So, let's get this game started with Supa Strikas taking a chilly turn for the worse in their next match. Enjoy!
Down below ground of the Supa Strikas' training compound, the team is in the middle of their intense training exercise.
⚽KICK/BAM/WHAM/POW/BOOM!⚽
BEEP-BEEP—BEEP—BEEP-BEEP!
"Great accuracy, boys," Rasta comments.
"Looking good, captain," Shakes compliments.
"Unfortunately, good isn't enough."
The team looks at Coach from the second floor.
"Aw, come on, coach."
"Coach, we're totally awesome! No...?"
Click!
With a remote, Coach tuns on the built-in field tv. Reporters are huddled up in the harsh rain while interviewing Iron Tank.
[Colonel Von Pushup...you just crushed Hydra in their home waters. How'd you do it?]
[Johann Uber's marshalling into ze midfield vas visionary. Thor's shooting vas unstoppable. Und no one can get past our newest veapon...ze Mangler.]
The screen shows the goalie, bigger than the colonel and Uber as he bellows with laughter.
[Are you confident you can execute the same against Supa Strikas next week?]
[Ze fortress stadium maybe up ze mountains...but Supa Strikas are going down.]
[FWOOM/SPLASH!]
They leave in their submarine, as well as leaving the Futbol360 news crew all washed up.
[Ugh...this is Lena Long, Futbol360...signing off.]
BLEEP!
"Urgh~/Ehh..."
"Pack your bags, boys. We're heading up to below zero."
>>>>>>>Rasta's POV>>>>>>>
First chance we get, de team and I take da Strika Jet, headin' over de coldest parts of de North side.
"Haah...feeling warm and looking good. And this is why I never pack light."
I playfully roll my eyes, seein' El matador warming himself up with his hairdryer.
"Uh, coach," Cool-Joe sutters, "can we have our secret training mission somewhere warmer?"
"I want you all ready for the extreme cold before we play at the Fortress Stadium."
"That's not gonna help us if we can't get past the Mangler."
"Dude's super scary.'
"It's like he reacts before you even kick the ball."
"That's why we have this."
Coach's seat revolves, facing us while carrying a neon-yellow ball.
"A ball? This new plan of yours is pure genius coach."
Coach tosses it to Kalina.
"This isn't any ball."
*Beep!*
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