Supa Strikas: Play Through It to Own It

Ep 14: Led Steppin'

Hey guys! Kalina here...sorry for the wait. Today's episode is about a devious scandal being put into action. Or in this case, put onto the feet of my friends. And like always, be sure to check out Supa Strikas on YouTube (the author gets their information from there) to keep it alive. It's game time, everyone!

[Colosseum Stadium]

THUMP!

"Argh!"

"Grunt!"

"Ngh~...w-woah~!!"

THUD!

"This is ridiculous!" From his office, Vince watches down below his team undergoing some unusual training.

"How will this training make Invincible United...invincible?" He glances at the tactical scientist.

"Resistance training, sir. Tests show it improves strength and speed under game conditions by 27%."

"The only thing it's improving is their ability to sleep by a 1000%. I want to move ahead of Supa Strikas now! Resistance training is futile!"

He turns on the TV for Futbol News.

[Coming up from Strikaland, Supa Strikas versus Club Palmentieri...but first, a quick break.]

It changes to a commercial.

[Yo, I'm Cool-Joe. Wonder what it's like to be in my shoes? Introducing my new signature line of boots, coming soon to a sports store near you. Sole power, baby.]

It had sleek, silver-gray colors with Cool-Joe's power-comb as the logo on top.

"Resistance playing," Vince smirks, "not that's the answer. Find a way to turn Cool-Joe's Sole Power into no-power by Strikas' next game."

Thus, began the plan for sabotage by footwear.

>>>>>>>FAST FORWARD>>>>>>>

"Woah/Wow~."

Everyone awes at the brand-new cleats.

"Way gnarly, Cool-Joe," North compliments.

"Flargel."

"Can the Blok try them on?"

"I've got a pair his size, man." Blok happily takes the box.

"Say...how bout' everyone wears my shoes for today's game. It'll really help kick off the line."

"No way. El Matador wear only his own shoes." He taps them together.

"Come on, man, help your brother out."

"Hmm...how about you have to play my favorite music at your club for a week."

"...Sigh...deal, man."

"Ha-ha!" The Spaniard does a tap dance before swinging off one of his shoes towards North.

Unfortunately for him, the stench was too much to bear.

"Argh! Violation dude! Get this covered up, like, asap!" He tosses it aside as Shakes dodges.

After they put on the shoes, everyone heads out onto the field.

Moments Later...

[Their timing today has been flawless.]

[It certainly has.]