America plays football~
(The game didn't happen irl)
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The world meeting was flooded with shouts of hatred. The European nations all tore into each other and even Australia and Brazil were fighting. England, in particular, was livid as he tore into South Africa. Russia and Japan were giving each other the cruelest glares. Germany, Italy, and Romano were trying to hold back France, who was about to tear out Wales' hair. Even the ever calm New Zealand and Canada were glaring at each other.
America sat there, sipping his large coke. He had expected this to happen.
Why you might ask? Because, dear readers, it was November 3. The day after the Rugby World Cup, where South Africa beat England.
Most nations were upset, but not America. He was too busy looking over gameplans for that night's football game. He was a football player for the Michigan Wolverines, the team that boasted the biggest stadium in the US and the second biggest in the world. They were playing against their biggest rival, Ohio State.
America's focus shifted when England chucked a chair and missed, almost hitting Greece. The sleeping man was unaware of the danger, so America quickly got up and caught the chair midair. Greece awoke after that and most of the nations paused their fights. America sighed and placed the chair down, going back to his own seat to read over more stats.
"Ve~ America, what are you reading?"
"Game stats of my rival team,"
"Rival team?" most asked. America nodded and continued to peacefully read.
"But, aren't you upset about losing?" South Africa questioned. America looked to the group and laughed. Not just a chuckle, but a full-blown hysterical laugh.
"Like I care about some wimps knocking each other around! You want to see real men play sports, y'all should come to my game tonight!"
"Wimpy?!" Britain screeched. America smirked and nodded.
"Yes, Iggy, wimpy. You might think that American Football players are weak because we wear padding. But, that doesn't do much in terms of protection. Sure, it might save us a few broken ribs and shattered collarbones. But, in the end, they simply enable us to tackle as hard and rough as we please. College football ain't a joke eighter. Most students who play college sports have hopes of going pro, so there's no mercy on the field. If you don't give it your all, you're gonna die on that field,"
Most of the nations were stunned at the small rant America gave. But, some also scoffed.
"You stupid git, I bet it isn't that bad. Real men play Rugby,"
"You want to test that theory? Come to the game!"
"Fine! I will! It will only prove my point that American Football is the sport for wimps!"
"Anybody else wanna come?"
In the end, the group went as followed: Britain, France, Germany, Russia, China, Canada, the Italies, Japan, Australia, New Zealand, and Prussia. The group left the meeting early so Alfred could get to practice. The carpool was quiet, something Alfred enjoyed. It let him get in the zone before the big game. When he pulled into the stadium and parked, he escorted the nations inside.
It...was...HUGE
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