Sippi
It's no surprise to anyone that he loves Frankfurt. Obviously with the matches on the weekends, it's not often possible for him to watch them all, but when he has the chance, he doesn't need to be asked. Seb has seen the team change dramatically over the course of his career, so he can say that he has lived the development of this family as much as he has lived his own. Ironically where the team has become better with the years and the players, it seems to him to regress... The regrets are immense. But if that's the price to see Frankfurt win, he's ready.
Calling himself Sebastian can only bound him to one of the players on the team that makes him appreciate eagles as much as horses. Rode. Sebastian Rode. Seppl. It doesn't matter. Seb struggles to know if he should feel any connection, but sometimes he finds it difficult to look away from the blonde who controls the midfield. Seppl Rode. Number 17. Fuck. Seb finds it really hard not to think about him.
At least he's lucky to be able to receive a jersey every season when he makes the trip to the stadium, and the president gives him enough pleasure to put his name on the back and not the one of the midfield which would make him want to drop everything just to become a sponsor, just to watch him play.
Hard life. Seb loves Seppl.
Seppl doesn't know Seb.
And from the stands, he can see nothing but the blondie patting the head of a smaller blond after every successful corner.
The End
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