Wildest Dreams ~ Sam Kerr

6.

"Yeah she was so insistent that you would be on our playlist after we met you, she went full fan girl on us." Charli told the girl whilst laughing at the memory

Monica felt a warm rush of gratitude. "Wait really? A feature on the mighty Matildas team playlist is not something I even thought about. I'll make sure to thank he for that one." Monica really didn't know how to respond to that one, Sam Kerr, a fan girl to Monica? Not bloody likely, or so Monica thought.

Kyra chimed in, "And speaking of inspiration, I heard from a little fan girl that you've got a new album. Trying to get a few more songs on the playlist Mona?" She asked cheekily.

"Oh you know me, getting in wherever I can." Monica laughed out with the two soccer stars. The conversation flowed seamlessly as Monica caught up with each teammate, sharing laughter and memories.

As the night wore on, the celebration grew more spirited. Whilst Monica was mid convo with Cortnee the DJ played Monica's song; Cate's brother, and the team dragged her to the dance floor. Monica laughed as the girls danced around her swimming her around yelling out the lyrics like second nature. She hadn't even played this song on tour and they knew every single lyric, must be a "Matildas Playlist" addition. 

Amid the music and dancing, Monica couldn't help but feel a deep sense of belonging. These moments of celebration were what life was all about. She was surrounded by friends who were not only passionate about their sport but also about supporting each other in every endeavour.

As the night continued to unfold, the celebratory atmosphere in the pub remained electric. The Matildas and Monica reveled in their shared victory, dancing, laughing, and recounting their favorite moments from the match. Soon, it was time for Sam to make a toast to the team.

With a glass of champagne in hand, Sam stood at the center of the gathering, her eyes scanning the room as she cleared her throat. The room fell silent, and all eyes turned to her. Sam's presence commanded attention, not just as the captain but as a symbol of strength and unity for the team.

"Tonight, we celebrate more than just a win," Sam began, her voice steady but filled with passion. "We celebrate the unbreakable bond that holds this team together. We are more than just players; we are a family. We fight together, we dream together, and we win together."

Monica watched Sam with admiration, her heart swelling with pride for her partner and for the entire team. The dimly lit pub seemed to hang on Sam's every word.

"To the Matildas!" Sam raised her glass high, and the team followed suit, their glasses clinking together in a harmonious chorus of celebration.

But Sam wasn't done. She continued, "And to a great rest of the World Cup! We've shown the world what we're made of tonight, and we'll carry this spirit with us all the way. Let's make history and inspire generation to come as the family we are!"

The pub erupted in cheers, and Monica could see the determination in her friends' eyes. They were ready to take on the world, and with Sam's leadership, they felt invincible.

After the toast, the celebration resumed in full swing. The team and Monica danced, sang, and shared stories late into the night, their spirits lifted by the promise of a remarkable journey ahead. It was a night filled with laughter, camaraderie, and dreams of achieving greatness on the world stage.

When the night grew too old the team collectively decided to wrap up their celebrations so they can all make a full recovery ahead of upcoming training and games. Monica went around to each and every one of the girls regardless of if they played or not offering her congratulations and good luck for the next few weeks. Monica had really grown close with each and everyone of these girls, they were a second family to her.