something about you- lena oberdorf

III.

„Bro where the fuck is my jersey?!?!" Is the only thing I heared when I stepped through the door into Ricks house. „Hi Idiot! I don't know you tell me." I shouted back upstairs to make sure he noticed that I'm here. „Heya nice to see you Ally. I could swear I left it in the box in my closet..." Rick just turned around and went back to his room. I layed down on the couch waiting for him to successfully come back with his shirt.

It was still early in the morning when I went to Rick's place, so there were still 10 hours left until kickoff.

Time actually does fly, and my dad starts the car to head out to the stadium with me and the significant six.

It is an 2 hour drive and when I look out the car I see England flags, people with england jerseys and people that are chanting „Sweet Caroline!!!".

I love living in England, especially when it's football time. English people are just as passionate about sports as me.
World Cups are a big thing, but even the Premiere League or the Super League is doing it for them.
I am so glad that my mum fell in love with an british man and moved to England for him. Imagine someone gives up their life in another country for you, damn.

Arriving at the Stadium I look up to the big building and wish the game was somewhere different. For me, as a Chelsea Girl since the day I was born, the home of Arsenal just isn't the place to be. But for one match it will work out and I think getting to see the Lionesses play is worth it.

We locate ourselves at the entrance where the squads of the two teams arrive, to see the players and eventually get some photos.

As we wait for the players to come out of the busses I am literally sweating because of how excited I am.
I am also happy about my friends being here with me. I feel so comfortable with these 5 idiots, that I know they are also enjoying it just to be here with me even if they don't understand any rules of football.

Players such as Millie Bright, Lauren James and Ella Toone are walking out of the busses in front of us, entering the Stadium. Sadly, no one has time for taking photos, but they still greet us friendly.
We also see the German players getting into the changing rooms quickly. Let's just forget about the fact that I'm half german and don't know shit about any players on the women's german national team.

We then went into the building to find our seats in the first row and watch the players warm up. „We should get drinks too, what do you guys want? I will go get something" my dad asks."I'll take an beer!", Rick nearly screams in excitement. The others and me then agree on drinking beer for tonight and my dad left us alone.

„Lily, are you okay right now?" I ask her, because I could feel her hands shaking beside me. „Yeah, I'm okay. Just a little bit scary, but as long as you guys are here, I know that I'm safe." she says quietly with an light smile on her lips.

I have known Lily for quite some time now, and I'm slowly becoming an expert in managing her fears together with her. I love that she decided to especially trust me with her problems and always telling me (hopefully) the truth about her state of mind.

The first player that comes running out of the tunnel seems to be the captain of the German team. She is one of the less players that I know. When I remember it correctly it was „Lena Oberdorf" or something like that.
I saw her before in big games on TV like the Champions League and was always impressed about her skills. She really is the number one player from her team...which I don't remember.

Oberdorf looks up at the tribune, scanning the amount of people who where coming to watch the game.
She now also looks in our direction I think and it kinda feels like she is directly looking at us, but thats most likely because of her family being somewhere behind us or my eyes fooling me.
In my mind it isn't just a quick look...it almost feels like she is searching for something...or someone.

I can only look at her from quite afar, but our seats are in row 5 so that you can still see the face sharp enough. It is easy for me to identify her face impressions she makes and to see her putting her long brunette hair into an high ponytail within 5 seconds.

The rest of the time the players were warming up there was good music playing in the stadium so the others and me would sing along and dance slightly in the small area we had.

authors note —
- lenas hair always looks so good help