Venus Vs Mars

Chapter 60

The Maracanã Stadium was full to capacity, and those that weren't inside stood outside watching the show on giant jubotrons. Kobe and his family flying in, in between games to see the big match. Michael also in attendance with a few of his friends, and Massy's mother, father, and sister watching as well.

With Brazil being one of the top teams, the game didn't start out easy, trailing 1-0 Massy and the team spent the first quarter battling to put a goal on the board. Only to be shut down every time. After taking a timeout, the team need to recollect themselves. None of them came all this way just to lose. By fifteen minutes into the second half Team USA had managed to tie the game 1-1. The only option USA had was to draw a foul from a Brazil player, to get a penalty kick.

Carli Lloyd waiting for the clock to run down she forced herself between two defenders, because of Massy's groin, the team didn't want to risk her re-injuring herself Carli would draw the foul, but Massy would take the penalty kick. With three minutes left. The game was put on hold for Massy to take the kick. Standing behind the ball, her team captain and head goal keeper quietly discussing how Massy would go about the kick.

"Her left side is weak, she's been using and going to her right hand the whole game." Carli said leaning into Massy. "Force it right, but put the spin on it so it pushes it left, she'll be too fare out right to even stop it, put it in the left corner."

The whistle blew signaling the girls there 30seconds were up, the both split from Massy giving her space stepping several yards back. With everything in her Massy pulled back with her right foot and put every ounce of power behind her kick, the ball spun to the right, the goalie was to far out to get to the other side of the goal before she realized the ball began to bend left, ultimately putting it in the left corner. With three minutes left Massy and the rest of the team filed back to their positions. Time was not on Brazil's side, they finished out the game but their undefeated season would also come to a halt loosing their first game to Team USA 2-1 weeks before the World Cup finals. Causing the biggest upset, the team went on to celebrate in Brazil. The night seemed to not end.



"Seeing you play live is a completely different experience, then just watching that s**t on tv, you're amazing." Michael said with a smile, then taking a sip from the dark brown beer bottle he held in his hand.

"Eehhh, it's nothing." Massy said waving him off, as if she didn't just make the biggest penalty kick of her career. "But thank you, and thank you for coming to the game." 

"Of course, told you it was one of the important things I had to do while here." Michael took another sip of his beer, then cleared his throat. "Speaking of important things, I was wondering if you'd be my date to The Board of Directors Film Festival here... I mean you all don't fly out for another two days?" Michael shrugged his shoulders as if he was asking her what two plus two was. As if it was so simple. 

"Uhhhh... Um..." Massy stood there dumb found looking at him as he gave her the hardest math question of her life. 

Michael began laughing, he took another sip, his jaw muscles clenching and twitching as the beer hit his taste buds. "Massy, you know you can say no right. it's ok if you don't want to." He said to her letting her know that it really was ok for her to reject his offer, though he'd like her to join him, but it wasn't a must. 

"I mean... I don't have any... I mean I don't have clothes to wear... I literally have sports bras and soccer shorts... How the..." She began rambling. 

Michael licked his lips, smiling at her nonstop rambling, it was cute to him, he let her go on for a few minutes about not packing any dresses, then finally cutting her off. "Massy." She stopped talking and looked up at him. "Do, you want to be my date or not." He asked again, signaling that her not having anything to wear wasn't the biggest problem. 

He paused patiently waiting for her answer as he turned and began looking at the view, he was in no rush for an answer and Massy saw that. She looked at the side of his face as he calmly took in the surroundings, standing up straight with one hand in his pocket, a shine gold Rolex watch on his right wrist as he held the beer bottle in his left hand, a slim gold chain tucked under the collar of his fitted black t-shirt that hugged his shoulder, chest, and back, a pair of light denim jeans and a pair of clean black J's. His confidence was undeniably the most sexiest thing she had ever in countered as he stood there waiting. 

"Yes." She finally said being hypnotized by the sight of him. 

Michael took another sip of his beer still looking out at the sunset. He turned his head looking at her with a smile, showing off his dimples again. "Good, I'll have everything sent up to you tomorrow morning." He simply said to her. 

Massy frowned, not knowing what he was talking about. "Send what up to me!?" She asked with curiosity in her voice and eyes as she looked at him.

Michael simply smiled at her again, he set the bottle down on one of the tables, and put his arm around her should. "Come on, let's go celebrate your win." He said changing the subject and and walking with her down to join the rest of the team.

"Wait, Michael, what stuff?" She asked agin truly wanting to know, Michael completely ignoring her.