Deca Sports: Soccer Lose
Prologue
A teenager that looked about Eighteen or Nineteen Years old was walking along a soccer field's outer border lines, the morning sun's rays starting to glisten and shine on the freshly mowed and watered lawn.
The teenager was wearing a green cap and had a whistle around his neck. He was wearing a blue shirt and had green pants and white boots. He had black eyes and lightly tan skin.
His hands were at his pockets as he looked around the field while walking, admiring and taking in the view of the empty bleachers, the unattended goalie nets, knowing they'd soon be started to be put into use again for training and practice early morning.
He then looked at the camera that was pointing at him. That's right.
"Hi there. You can call me Coach Diego. I've been on the field at coaching sports teams for quite some time." He said as he started to walk on.
"But you see, there are many true stories that happen in the Deca Sports locker rooms and dorms. Fortunately I am here to tell you one."
He then noticed a Soccer Ball on the ground in front of him. He picked it up and kicked it towards the center of the field.
"This one is about Soccer. One teammate fails at a big game in soccer. What happens next? Well, if it is a big game, you can certainly expect one's team to get angry at them."
He took a deep breath of the fresh air and exhaled it out slowly.
"Now, you want to hear the story? Okay, let's get into it." Coach Diego looked up at the sky and then to the camera.
"It all started not too far back from today. On one particular soccer game, that was sure, a very big and very important one."