Say you'll remember me
Standing in a nice dress
Staring at the sunset, babe
Red lips and rosy cheeks
Say you'll see me again
Even if it's just in your wildest dreams
sam kerr x female oc
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The sun was just beginning to paint streaks of orange across the once dark sky as the Matildas gathered in the dining hall of their team hotel. The air buzzed with a mix of excitement and focus, a palpable energy that only intensified as they prepared for their crucial semi-final clash with England for a place in the grand final. The aroma of coffee and the clatter of plates filled the room as the players filed in, their eyes reflecting the determination that burned within.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, Sam sat with a calm intensity. Her eyes scanned the room, and as if on cue, a familiar face entered. Monica brought with her a contagious positivity. Although not a player on the team, her presence had become a cherished part of the Matildas' support system.
The team's nutritionist had meticulously planned a high-energy breakfast to fuel the players for the upcoming battle. Plates filled with protein-packed eggs, whole grain toast, and a rainbow of fruits adorned the tables. The clink of cutlery against plates was drowned out by the animated chatter of players discussing tactics and sharing laughs.
As the players devoured their breakfast, the camaraderie within the team became evident. Teagan and Ellie engaged in a light-hearted debate about the best pre-game rituals, while Macca and Alanna exchanged light conversation on their English teammates.
Amidst the laughter and banter, Tony addressed the team with a brief but powerful speech. His words resonated with a blend of motivation and tactical insight, setting the tone for the day ahead. The players listened intently, their eyes reflecting a shared determination to make history.
Monica, seated next to Sam, provided a supportive presence. Her encouraging words and gentle gestures were a source of comfort for Sam, a reminder of the unwavering support beyond the soccer pitch. Monica's genuine interest in the team's success endeared her to the players, making her an honorary member of the Matildas' extended family.
After breakfast, the team embarked on a carefully planned training session. The crisp morning air echoed with the sound of cleats striking the pitch, a rhythmic symphony of preparation. Tony's instructions were crisp and concise, emphasising the importance of unity and strategic play.
As the training session progressed, the players showcased their skill and synergy. Sam's precision in front of goal was a sight to behold, her movements a testament to the countless hours of training and dedication. The defensive duo of Steph and Ellie exhibited a seamless understanding, thwarting imaginary attacks with an effortless grace.
Amidst the drills, Monica stood on the sidelines, watching with a mix of admiration and pride. Her connection with Sam was evident in the subtle nods and exchanged glances that spoke volumes about their unspoken support for each other's pursuits.
The atmosphere shifted from jovial camaraderie to focused determination as the team wrapped up their training. The sun had climbed higher in the sky, casting a warm glow over the players as they gathered in a tight circle. Tony's final words resonated with a sense of purpose, the gravity of the impending semi-final sinking in.
