The match was over and it had ended with the scores of Porto 4 : 0 Marseille.
Neither of the two teams had managed to worry the scoreboard operator any further after Jason had headed off the pitch despite shots being sent flying at both ends of the field and in the end the final whistle was blown.
Sergio Oliveira was nad the man of the match and he was the one who ended up having to face most of the interviews.
Jason had used that opportunity to sneak into the tunnel and avoid the reporters.
He wasn’t completely successful, but he avoided most of the dia attention and finally reached the team’s resting room where he began preparing to leave.
He first took a quick shower to wash away all the sweat and so of the exhaustion from the match.
Once he was done with his shower, he headed back to the locker room where so other mbers of his team were also clearing up and getting ready to leave.
As Jason dressed up in the New Balance sports outfit that he had worn into the stadium when they had arrived for the match, Zaidu Sanusi sat beside him and said,
“Great work out there today, mam. Too bad you didn’t get one past the goalkeeper,” Zaidu comnted and comforted Jason with his words at the sa ti.
“Thanks man, you did good too,” Jason nodded slightly as he responded, most of his focus on the clothes he was wearing, simply taking the conversation in stride as he wasn’t especially close to Zaidu Sanusi.
They were teammates and they related well with each other, but that was about it.
He definitely couldn’t claim to have a close friendship with Zaidu Sanusi, so he wasn’t really putting much thought into the conversation, but Zaidu kept talking and, not willing to end the conversation.
Jason mostly responded with a few words of his own as he did his own thing, but slowly his curiosity began to light up as Zaidu’s sudden conversation was a bit strange, however, before he could cut in and ask what had brought on this sudden situation, Zaidu asked him a question.
“Hey, do you have anything major you’re doing tomorrow, you know, like a date or sothing, or maybe you’ve got so prior engagents, seeing as tomorrow is a free day and all?” Zaidu Sanusi asked Jason.
“…” Jason paused for a second and glanced over at Zaidu Sanusi for the first ti since the conversation began.
“Well, as you said, tomorrow is a free day, so I don’t really have anything to do, apart from playing gas all day… I don’t exactly have a girlfriend… yet,”
“… So, I usually like to use my resting day for what it should be used for, you know, resting,”
“Why do you ask?” Jason asked after explaining his likely plans.
“Well, do you have so ti tomorrow that you can spare for a eting with , I… We want to talk with you about sothing,” Zaidu Sanusi replied, not bothering to read into Jason’s response.
“We? Who are the ‘we’?” Jason asked with a raised eyebrow.
“ and soone else,” Zaidu Sanusi answered.
“And who is this soone else?” Jason asked again, not satisfied with the veiled answer.
“Can’t say. It’s a surprise, but don’t worry, you’re safe. I’m not planning to kidnap you or anything,” Zaidu Sanusi added a little joke to his answer as he knew how dumb it sounded to invite soone to a eting with unknown people while not giving them a full explanation.
“That doesn’t exactly help consider your offer,” Jason chuckled as he continued looking at Zaidu who was trying really hard to get him to agree.
‘Soone must have put him up to sothing, the question is who?’ Jason thought to himself before finally giving Zaidu a slightly affirmative answer.
“Alright, I’ll bite. Give a location and ti and I’ll drop by…” he began before pausing for a bit,
“Ah, wait, before that, I hope you’re not planning on wasting my ti on sothing dumb,” Jason asked with a straight face.
No matter how curious he was, Jason wasn’t about to let soone waste his ti for absolutely no reason.
This was two hours of his ti, they were talking about.
It was ti he wouldn’t be getting back and would rather he spent it lazing around on his own terms than wasting it away on another person’s terms.
“I assure you, it’s not a waste of your ti, and it is actually quite important,” Zaidu Sanusi assured Jason, causing Jason’s curiosity to rise even further.
“Previously, you had my curiosity, but now you have my attention… however, I’ll wait till tomorrow to find out I guess,” Jason laughed.
“Alright then,” Zaidu said as he dapped Jason to seal the deal.
‘I wonder what he wants to talk about, or who wants to et ?’ Jason wondered internally as he watched Zaidu walk off and start packing up his own stuff.
“I guess I’ll find out,” Jason muttered to himself as he turned his face away and refocused on packing all his football equipnt into his sports bag.
Just as he was zipping up his bag after putting the last of his things inside the sports bag, Sergio Conceicao walked into the locker room.
“Good work out there boys. Good to see you guys working hard to put an end to the bad form that was once again threatening to raise its head,”
“The attackers did their job up front, keeping their markers in check and making the defenders constantly under tenterhooks,”
“The midfielders did well in helping us control the ga while keeping possession of the ball most of the ti, and finally, our defenders were rock solid and didn’t give way to our opponents,”
“Overall, it was a very good team effort and I hope to see more of the sa in coming matches,”
“I’m sure you guys agree and want to keep winning like this, right?” Sergio Conceicao asked the players after comnding each section of the team and the team’s general efforts on the pitch.
“Yes coach!” the Porto players responded loudly, their excitent still high after the high-intensity match.
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