Minute 90 + 3
I blush, and mainly because everybody leaves me there in the middle of the field. I raise my hands thanking everybody, put my hand on my chest and bow to all. I am crying.
As people start to leave the place and I walk back to the bench, there is a nice-looking couple talking to Victor and Studer, the tall man in a suit and the petit woman elegantly dressed. They don’t seem to belong in a football field.
As I get closer Studer, Victor, and the two of them smile at me.
I am about to just say Thank you coach, when he speaks first, through a happy smile: “these fine people would like to have a word with you.”
“Oh! Okay…”
“We know a lot about you.” Says the petit woman with a foreign accent.
I am worried, thinking that they are involved in the club, but that doesn’t seem ri
