One In A Million

Chapter 18

One In A Million – Chapter 18

03/09/2014

Brooke’s POV

“What the hell happened, what happened to this same team that won the world cup like two months ago.  How is this possible they lost so easily to Argentina.  That 4-2 damn, looks more like te Germand have been taught a lesson of football and how it should be done.  I was so wrecked by this match and moreover how the boys played.  Not that it was that bad, but some players gave me that impression like they were bored or running with no energy, it was so bizarre to see them in a such awkward situation.  The coach Löw was constantly yelling the instructions to his men, which tacticc they had to put in their play style to break that Argentinean defense wall, to keep the ball more longer at their feet and find more free spaces on the field.  Nevertheless all of that,  it didn't helped so much, their style of play was so below of their WC level.  Even myself, I couldn't find an explanation to that defeat.  -  Marco missed so many occasions to score, and all I saw was a behavior of dissatisfaction  anger and disappointment.  He did his best, played amazingly well, and in my opinion was the one who worked his ass off, regardless that the goals were scored by Götze and Schürrle.  I hoped, with the bottom of my heart that he had scored tonight, to find his mark again after his long injury absence with the NT, that would have boosted his self confidence.  My boy deserved it.  Seeing that sadness of his face was heart aching me so awfully.  If Marco was sad, so either I, as being highly implicated in his life.  Marco said it himself that we had to share everything, thus including the good and bad situations.  Of course I was feeling sad as a football fan, but now my role was not just as a fan, but more as a supportive girlfriend to Marco, because that’s what I was.  He knew that I would encourage him at any time.  As Marco left the football field, my mind incisively told me to message him something, to let him know that I was behind him and saw his performance tonight.  But once that I had the phone in my hands, i was a bit reluctant to do so.  I knew Marco, and after losing a match, he would like to have his free space and breathe, also I was almost sure that he wasn't in his best mood, so I prefer to postponed that idea for later.  Marco was constantly in my mind, and I wish I was there to hug him and to tell him everything will be okay.  I was missing my little blondi  woodi, a lot.  Certainly Marco's actually resentment was one of my top priority, I couldn't put that aside off my mind, but something else on the other hand was so much bothering me.  While watching the game, my eyes were starring on and off from the tv to the bills that were messily scattered on the table, damn those fucking bills.  I had to pay my apartment rental, from which I was already a month late in my payment.  If I hadn't offered myself those new clothes, I wouldn't have been in that mud.  Also, electricity, gas, water, internet bill came along side, and all I was seeing was fire.  My mom told me several times that if I was in the need she would always be there to help me, but no, this wasn't in my plan.  I had decided to live on my own, so it was sole responsibility, even though I has to admit  that a few more money would have make my situation easier.  Fortunately that the apartment owner was quite nice and comprehensive, and of course I would pay him, just that it gonna be a little late.  Also I couldn't stop to think how Lisa earlier insisted to come over so we would have watched the game together.  Damn how miserable I felt, how could I let her to come in my tiny little apartment.  Lisa was very rich, and was always so used to go to huge and luxurious houses that was so faraway from mine.  I knew she wouldn't have mocked me, but I wasn't yet ready to allow the "rich" people to come into my little cosy appartment at.the exeption of Kaylee.  So the stupid excuse I found to tell Lisa was that I had a flu and I wasn't feeling very well.  I heard through her voice tone that she has not been totally convinced by my answer, but rather cut off the subject by saying it was okay and anyway we’ll see each other on Sunday for the match against Scotland.  And hell yeah, how I was so excited to be there, as it would be my very first National Team match at a stadium.”