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Imagine . .
Tobin calming you down
"Y/N. Start warming up. You're going in."
Sweden wasn't a pushover team, everyone knew that. The starters for the match were almost all the vets, giving the US the experience advantage. The first half of the match was an uphill battle, but now in the 70th minute, the score was tied at 1-1.
To say you were nervous was a complete understatement; you were downright terrified. As you did a small jog up and down the sideline, you tried calming your nerves. Not that it helped at all. You had doubts running through your mind at a hundred miles an hour, and your hands began to shake lightly. You just shook your head and kept warming up.
Tobin watched you warm up, noticing your slightly shaking hands. She watched you walk to the half line, the referee holding up the sign.
"Y/N."
You turned behind you, making eye contact with the midfielder.
Tobin smiled slightly, "You'll do great. Just go out there and play your game. This is the same game you've played all your life. I know you'll pull through."
You smiled and gave her a thumbs up, your doubts washing away almost instantly.
