Love On The Pitch

Just One Look

Alex arrived in Munich feeling crusty. Jesus that was a long flight. Mr. English professor in the tweed coat smelling like old 15th century novels sure didn't help much. Grabbing her luggage she heads to the terminal exit. Stepping outside into the warm breeze she closes her eyes for just a moment. Taking in the sounds and smells of the historic city. Glancing left and right she is overwhelmed with joy to be here. A fresh start. A new beginning. A place of refuge. Leaving behind the hurt and pain of the past, to start a new life in a new city... what more could you ask for. Floating back down to earth a elderly gentleman comes into view holding a sign, affixed with her name ALEX LONDON - Deutscher Fussball Bund. Allowing a moment to take in the excitement of the crazy opportunity Alex greets the old driver with a friendly smile.  Hopping in the limo she pushes back into the plush seat and sighs. I'm here. I'm safe. That's all that matters now. It's about time I started thinking about me. . Heading away from the airport and through the city she couldn't help but notice the absolutely amazing architecture. "God,do you ever get sick of this view?"she says  aloud. " where are you from?" Said the driver in his thick German accent. "Oh .. I'm from Canada actually. Vancouver to narrow it down. As the driver adjusted the rear view mirror he said "I've always wanted to visit Canada". "Well it isn't as historic as Munich but I called it home for a while." Alex said. Continuing their drive through the historic filled streets of Munich , Alex sat back further in her comfortable seat and closed her eyes.

"We are here Ms." The driver said as he put the car in park. " oh I'm so sorry I must have dozed off" she said with a yawn. Stepping out into the warm enveloping air of Germany she swore she could smell wine.

Alex checked in , hit the elevator button and headed to the top floor. Taking a left off the elevator she headed down the hall to room #1214. "holy crap" Alex said as she swung the heavy door open. "Uncle really out did himself. This room is ridiculous!" The spacious 3000sqft suite had a bar, a full kitchen, a massive bathroom with his and her sinks , living and dining room area and a massively large bed with luxuriously smooth silk sheets. "Well Bayern Munich spared no expense putting me up in the amazing hotel." Alex thought as she browsed around the room. " well I guess with Bayern being the team with majority of their players representing the German national team, it only makes sense to use their field as sort main base for gathering the national team all together." She thought. Yawning again she headed to the massive bedroom and yard sales it in the middle of the bed. Tomorrow I start the rest of my life. She thought as she drifted off to sleep.

Bastian rolls over from a hazy sleep and glances at the clock. 5:14am. Well I'm awake, might as well get up. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed he pushes onto his feet. "Fuck!!" He bellows as he grabs his knee and flops to the bed again. Massaging in and around his knee cap he starts to feel some pressure and tension release. After a few minutes the pain subsides and he's able to stand with only minor discomfort. Why the hell does it only bother me in the mornings?! Walking to the bathroom he hits the shower and then changes for the day. Stepping into his black Calvin Kleins and then pulling his black fitted V neck sweater over top he's feeling good. It's been up and down since he broke it off with Sarah. Some days it's hard to pull himself out of bed and other days she barely crosses his mind. . Squirting some gel into his fingers he then runs them through his short blond hair. Snapping on his watch and slipping into his shoes. he heads out the front door. Stepping into his Porsche 911 he pulls out into the road and heads to the Alliance Arena.

Standing in the owners lounge bright and early , Alex crosses her arms across her chest and looks out the expansive windows that line the entire front of the lounge. It's breathtaking. The grass a lush green and pristinely kept is covered in a beautiful morning dew. Leaning by the window in her red converse, skinny jeans and her boyfriend blazer she second guesses her choice of clothing. It's certainly a far cry from the track pants and runners she normally sports. God maybe I should have changed. Glancing at her watch she wonders where the hell the other doctors are. I thought uncle said they would all meet in the lounge early? Just then she hears the sound of the door being pushed open glancing over her shoulder, a tall slender incredibly fit man steps into the room. Wearing nothing but black clothing,he is the most beautiful man she has ever laid eyes on. She can tell right away he must be a player. His tall muscular build and the arrogant way he walks, he commands attention of the room without uttering a word. Just then he lifts his gaze from the floor and locks eyes with Alex. He stops dead on his tracks ....then the world stops....

Strolling down the hallway towards the owners lounge Bastian checks his watch. 6:56am. I'm early so I might as well grab a coffee in the lounge and wait for the newcomers to show. Pushing through the lounge doors he steps into the room ......lifting his face form the floor renders himself speechless as he locks eyes with the most gorgeous women he's ever seen. The world stops. He stops. And after an eternity of gazing, she speaks.

"Hi! ....."tossing up a hand in a friendly wave. "I'm Alex. The new doc." She says with a soft but firm voice. Extending her hand , Bastian steps forward to take it. The moment their hands touch it's electric. Gazing for a moment across her face, Bastian finally responds. " Hallo, I'm Bastian. Pulling her forward into his space he gently leans in to kiss her cheeks. Alex is flabbergasted as she's pulled towards him in a warm embrace and soft kiss on the cheeks. Placing his free hand on the small of her back, He can't believe he is in the presence of this breathtaking women. He just had to close the distance between them. Her scent is magnificent. Light citrus fruit is all that surrounds her. Moving his hand across the small of her back he can tell she has a fit trim petite body under that blazer she's wearing. Pulling back ever so slightly he gazes into into her eyes again.

"Ummmm wow... aren't you the friendly type."Alex says as she pulls away out of his space. "Sorry there Bastian?? Is it... , I'm not overly familiar with ahhhhh... European greetings." She says with an edge. " I sorry if I've offended you in any way. See in Canada we just greet with a good ol' handshake." She's says with an arched eyebrow. " No.... SoooKay I take control" he says in a thick German accent as he points back and forth between the two of them. Shoving her hand in her pocket "is that so ?" Great, that's all I need. Another good looking arrogant man in my life. Who the hell does this guy thinks he is. Sure he's off the charts gorgeous in a James Bond kinda way. But come on, are we swinging dicks already?

She's a pistol. He thinks. Full of spunk and edge. A far cry from Sarah's dry personality. Cracking her outer shell is going to be fun. A challenge.... Better yet a chase. I like a chase. That rush I get when I'm pushing up the midfield with the ball knowing this is it. I'm scoring.
Just then the door pops open again and in comes Uncle Jogi.

Uncle!!!" Alex shouts and squeals and runs to leap into his arms.
"Uncle??" Bastian says looking a little confused.

"I see the two of you have met" Joachim says with a smirk.