Venus Vs Mars Pt.II

Chapter 60

A sea of Brazilian flags waved back and forth, a crowd of 35,869 -- the largest crowd ever to see an Olympic match between two women's teams, all were privileged to see soccers final games. The crowd couldn't have been more boisterous in their applause for their home country, and they had reason too.

It was Brazil's game as they controlled the first half, forcing numerous turnovers, and blind passes putting nothing but high pressure. Alex's goal came on the first chance of any kind the USA had, but the Americans still didn't look as dangerous as they had been. Brazil finally broke through just before the half, a quick goal from their captain Marta forced a tied game. Jill's plan to stick with experience forced her to put in every veteran she had, Massy and Alex as forwards, and Megan and captain Carli among defenders, Amy, Tobin, and Christina pulled in as midfielders, Jill had a loaded team.

Massy and Megan's second half goals would seal the deal for one of the biggest upsets of the Olympics. The sight of Brazilian players dropping to their knees faces in the palms of their hands in defeat and disbelief as a standing clock of zero displayed on the large stadium clock. On the other hand USA players celebrated hugging one another while some also dropped to their knees in complete disbelief. Massy laid on her back covering her face, a mix of emotions filled ever players body on that filed.

Not knowing what to do Massy clung to her mother, her eyes still full with tears, she completed yet another goal with one of the greatest teams in the World.

"YOU DID IT! MASSY! YOU DID IT!" Cynthia held onto Massy's cheeks, trying her best to stop her own self from crying. "I'm so proud of you!"

Massy wrapped her arms around Bo, and for a split second for him she became a little girl again. His little girl. His little girl that told him she wanted to play soccer, she wanted to go pro, she wanted to play for team USA, she wanted to play in the Olympics and win hundreds of medals. At the age of six she had it planed out that she would be the greatest soccer player in the world, the greatest athlete in the world. She laid her head on his shoulder and for the first time in years Bo felt like her father.

A love hate relationship that developed over the years because of Bo wrongs and miscommunication with his wife and children, his wrongs that forced Massy to develop a detachment for love and replacing it with an object that she could kick around all day, not caring if she ever developed a relationship with another person, There was silence between the two of them, just a mutual understanding.

He wasn't Coach Dad, he wasn't her business manager, or the man that once scared her with a packed schedule. In that moment he was simply her father, and she was simply his little girl accomplishing every goal she said she would. Tears also filled his eyes, a walk that Bo once forced Massy to build around herself finally was coming down, with every accomplishment the cement was turning into dust. At this point there was honestly no telling what was next for Massy.

Stepping onto the podium was still a feeling Massy could describe, it was surreal moment as if everything was moving in slow motion, everything slowed except her thoughts, traveling a mile a minute. The win, the medal, finally going home, Odell. Her thoughts were stopped by the placement of gold being placed around her neck, she grabbed ahold of it admiring both sides, the way felt, it's weight, it's thickness, the words and pictures engraved on either side of it, she was in all.

The American flag hung in the middle as each player placed a hand over their hearts, the national anthem played loudly throughout the stadium. Massy's thoughts sped up again, yet everything else slowed. She dropped arms at her side, both hands were grabbed and hoisted in the air. Her Olympic run was an accomplishment and after 20 days it was officially over.