Her Smile

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Y/N POV

The referee finally blew her whistle to signal the end of the match which felt like eternity. I couldn’t even contain my joy because it felt like a dream come through. Just a wish that I had finally come to pass. I was too excited that I didn’t know when I started crying, tears of joy of course. I mean we had just won the World Cup, that was so surreal. I still couldn’t believe that we had beaten USA to win this.

My teammates ran to me and carried me up all chanting,

“Y/N! Y/N!! Y/N!!!”

I had the biggest smile on my face, not because of the way my teammates were acting all dorky, but because we had done it, against all odds. It had been a rollercoaster ever since the beginning of the competition, especially for me.

I made my first World Cup appearance on our last group match against Switzerland and it was a very tough match. We needed that win because we both had the same points in the group and if they had won it, we would have crashed out of the competition. I was brought in at the 72nd minute and knew right there that I had a huge task at hand. I scored my first goal ever in the tournament on the 83rd minute and I felt so ecstatic. Not long after, I scored another one making it two goals for myself and my country. Although that day was a very joyful day for all of us, we knew that the next coming rounds were going to be tough.

Now looking back on the journey so far, from the knockout stage against Brazil to this final against USA, it had been a rollercoaster of emotions, ups and downs as well. But despite that, we had conquered them and won the World Cup; I couldn’t be more happier.

Soon, it was that moment to lift the cup up and then I heard my captain, Sophia beckoning me to come.

“Y/N, take. You are the one to lift the cup.” She said as she was handing the cup to me.

Wait, what is she saying? I can’t-

She must have seen my face with the look of confusion and surprise, because she then said,

“C’mon, you were the one that brought us this far.” She tried reassuring me.

“No, no. We all did this together, it wasn’t just me; we are all a team.” I tried saying.

I definitely can’t lift the trophy up. It’s not right. What is going on?

Before I could think of another thing to say, she already handed the cup to me as if daring me to refuse. I looked over at my teammates if they were okay with this, but they already had the looks of approval on their faces. I sighed knowing I had no choice and I faced the crowd with the World Cup on my hands. The fans were already roaring with joy and their chants were so loud that it was deafening the whole stadium.

“3!”

“2!!”

“1!!!”

I screamed as I jumped with the entire team while the Cup was in the air. Soon, confetti fell on us while there were a lot of fireworks in the sky which caused shouts of excitement from us. I soon passed the Cup to the captain who also screamed before lifting the Cup up which made us to also jump in happiness. Afterwards, the Cup was passed round to the whole team and everyone had their own way of lifting the Cup up.

It was a day of celebration for all of us, you could see it on all of our faces. We then started taking pictures right there on the field, some with ourselves, then the others with some of the fans on the sidelines. The fans especially didn’t let me leave the pitch without me taking lots of pictures with them. I also had to sign a lot of shirts, shorts, balls and some even on their hands; I also gave out my jersey and boots to three of the fans including one cute looking little girl. I couldn’t really contain my joy while I was walking back to the dressing room.

By the time I got there, I already heard my teammates all singing victorious songs with the speakers loud with music. Some stood on the tables, loudly singing the chorus, while were making videos, while some were also dancing. It was really a funny sight to behold, especially when they were acting all dorky and goofy, I couldn’t help but have a huge smile on my face. Even the tactical crew, from the coach to the technical director, all of them were also in the goofy spirits; everyone seemed so happy.

I was also happy, in fact more overwhelmed with joy but I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of sadness in me, with just one thing in my mind.

 

I wish I had someone to celebrate with.

 

 

 

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I forgot to add that this was going to be a slow burn. Hehe😊. Sorry but not sorry;)