What happens?

GOOOOOAL!

The ball arcs towards the goal mouth, just inches below the crossbar. The goalie makes a **** leap, fingertips brushing the spinning orb but only serving to push it further into the corner of the net.

A deafening roar erupts throughout the crowd. Julia surges to her feet, along with many of the other spectators, crushing your hand in her firm grip, flushed with excitement and her eyes bright. On the pitch, the striker is the centre of attention, slaps, fist bumps, hugs and even one expertly performed aerial chest bump from her team celebrate her achievement. Meanwhile, the other side is the picture of dejection, nervous glances at their coaching team making you think that spankings for poor performance are not limited to the university squad.

Julia finally releases your hand and sits down, turning to you with a delighted smile on her face.

"First goal to us! Who'd have believed it?" Despite her bravado earlier, you realize nobody had really expected the college to beat the professional team. Now, they have hope, although you temper your expectations. There's still a long way to go.