Oasis: Time Flies...

Stop Crying Your Heart Out

Someone started opening the door, trying to come in the room. Noel immediately got up to stop them even before he knew who it was. "This is our room. You've got the wrong room." he said waving his ticket around.

"It's our room too." a voice he knew all too well answered.

Liam and Paul came into the room with Liam's daughter Molly. The men compared their tickets realising they'd both been allocated the room, they have each other looks accepting that they would have to put up with each other for the duration of the match.

"Molly this is your uncle Noel and his kids Anasis, Donovan and Sonny."

She said hi and waved.

"Where's the wife?" Paul asked.

"She's Scottish, she wouldn't watch this."

"Have you been here for all of it? How upset was she when we knocked them out?" Liam questioned.

"Yeah, we've seen all the England matches haven't we? Been to the fan parks and all of that." Noel answered directing his attention to his kids and the boys nodded. "Sara's stayed at the hotel for this one."

"We've done the same." Liam said. "Lennon and Gene are here too but they decided to see if they can console any French birds."

"How nice of them." Anasis commented.

The national anthems played and when it was the USA's turn Molly instinctually stood up. It was at that point that everyone else in the room realised/ remembered she was half American and brought up that way.

"Oh, don't worry. I'm not supporting the USA, I'm with dad. Go England!" she cheered and quickly sat back down when she realised everyone was looking at her.

"Support whoever you want love." Liam said sweetly. "I'd go with the USA if I were you."

"Raponie, the one with the pink hair, she said she's not going to the fucking white house." Anasis. "And she took the knee with those NFL players, pissed Trump right off."

"Easily done." Paul said quietly.

"Good on her." Liam gave his support to the player. "I would've said the same unlike Mr Downing Street here."

Noel rolled his eyes. "You never got invited and you never will. I just wanted to see what it was like in there and I'd do the same if it was the white house."

"And you're a Tory now."

"Can you two leave it out? We're here for the football." Paul pleaded.

Moments after Paul's call for peace, the game kicked off so they had something else to focus on.

Just like all of the USA's other matches, they took the lead early. Everyone in the room groaned, they put their heads in their hands for a moment but then they sat up with optimism. Conceding early meant there was plenty of time to get back into the game.

This time it took them ten minutes. Lucy Bronze got caught at the back post and Christen Press scored from the free header.

They all talked about how England had to do much better than that if they were going to stop the number one team in the world.

England's response came 9 minutes later. Walsh sent an incredible diagonal ball to the left for Mead. She took a touch and whipped a cross into the middle. White nipped in between Sauerbrunn and Dahlkemper, opened her body, and guided a glorious shot into the top right past the keeper. Her sixth goal of the competition, giving her chance to win the golden boot.

Everyone in the room copied White's celebration, putting their fingers and thumbs in circles around their eyes. Cheering, hoping this would push England on to win the match.