Jadon Sancho

21. Took an L

"Fuck!" I shouted against my wall.

Why was I shouting against my wall you ask?

Yesterday we got knocked out by Chelsea in the FA WSL cup semi-finals which we worked so hard to get to.

I can still see all their goals being constantly replayed in my head.

Why does it have to be Chelsea?

I supported them practically since I was born at least let us get to the finals you've won enough.

I wish that was how football worked but unfortunately it doesn't work like that. 

They scored two goals through P.Harder and Jessie then Vilde scored to get one back for us. We thought things were getting better for us but they scored again just before the break.

What a horrible match.

But deep down I knew that we deserved to lose and that's what killed me.

I was disappointed in myself.

I buried my face in my pillow and slept.

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I felt a sudden shake on my shoulder.

Who tf is this?

I lifted my head to see Jadon sitting right beside me.

Oh he smells nice. Looks like he has finished training for today and cleaned up after.

He let out a sigh of relief "Don't scare me like that Jordyn"

What?

Jordyn?

"I was just sleeping" 

"Yeah but I've never seen you sleep like that" He sounded worried.

Maybe I just lost train of thought.

I smiled "How many times have you seen me sleep that you're saying that"

"I think around 7 times" He continued "I hope it isn't about yesterday. It's fine Cel"

Jadon watched my matches when he could so he knew what was going on to an extent.

"Yeah it is. I don't know why I'm still sad about it"

"Is it because it's Chelsea"

"Mhmm. And it was how we lost we had the ball more, we passed more and our keeper got sent off..."

I sat up and stretched over for my water bottle on my bedside table when Jadon passed it to me.

"You know you did great. I watched you" 

"Yeah but I didn't get a goal or an assist"

"Aren't you the one that said those don't matter. You also got a couple megs"

This made me smile a bit "I learnt from the master"

But yeah I did tell him that because it's true people on the internet always care about G/As.

"Didn't they also make it to the Champions League final last year. They're a strong team"

"Yeah and they lost 4-0 to Barca which means if we faced Barca we'd get absolutely demolished"

He patted my head "I think that's enough mind exploring for now" He stood up "Hungry?"

"Yes actually. Are you going to the fridge?"

He nodded.

"I'd like..."

"Different fruits and vanilla yogurt. Am I right?" He asked.