If you love action, wacky adventures, and soccer, then this is the right story for you. Bringing back a childhood series is the tale of the infamous Super League team, Supa Strikas. This time, they're gonna step up their game with the help of their...
Hey, guys~! Kalina here. Hope you're enjoying the episodes down memory lane. Speaking of which, I better get going. Today's match is sure to give our two strikers a run for their money. Question is...can they overcome the 'big hurdle?' It's game time...
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>>>>>>>Shakes' POV>>>>>>>
I finally get to the compound and meet everyone in the elevator. As we head down, I hear El Matador chuckling.
"Shakes...we impressed you here on time. You always late."
"Yeah, yeah," I shrug, "you can thank the clock in my apartment. I still don't know why it keeps going ahead of time."
"Yawn~...any idea why Coach has us here, so early? What's going down?"
"Uh, ze lift," Klaus jokes, snickering.
"No, what going on," Tiger questions.
"Yeah...captain?" We look at Rasta and Big-Bo.
"Coach wants to give you both a haircut."
"What?!"
"Hahaha!"
When we arrive, the doors slide open, but none of the lights were on.
"Hey! I can't see nothing!"
FSSH/CLANG!
The doors close and we were left in the dark.
"Ooh—hoo~! Dude~!"
"Good morning, gentlemen. The time has come for you to face one of your greatest adversaries."
"Good and early morning," Cool-Joe tiredly yawns.
CLACK!
Suddenly, a light turns on and shines on a cardboard carving of a man.
"Gah! Not this guy..."
"Meet De Los Santos...the world's most fearsome goalkeeper. Not to say Big-Bo isn't, but...Big-Bo?" The big guy shrugs while nodding. I then gawk at the life-size board.
"That's De Los Santos? That's...how big he is?"
"He is giant."
"Santos is our biggest hurdle in these two back-to-back away matches."
"I am psyched to watch you guys battle it out with him," Bo says.
"You'll both need to be at the top of your game," Coach warns, "if you want any chance against this guy. He has lightning reflexes and easily covers the entire goal. Let's get to work."
El Matador and I get onto the conveyer belt as the high-tech goal rises.
"To be De Lost Santos, you must be 100% accurate."
