Angus Gunn, the hero of the shootout, was being paraded around on the shoulders of two reserve players, a massive, sheepish grin on his face. "I told you I'd get you one, gaffer!" he yelled over the noise to Ethan.
"You got us two, you big legend!" Jonathan Rowe shouted back, laughing.
Emre Demir, the scorer of the two miracle goals, was mobbed in a corner by the younger players, who were all trying to get him to explain how he made the ball bend like that.
He just kept shrugging, a quiet smile on his face, as if he didn't quite understand the fuss himself.
"It's the boots, I'm telling you," David Kerrigan announced loudly, having completely forgotten about his own ridiculous red card. "He's got magic boots. I need a pair of those."
Ethan leaned against the doorframe, just soaking it all in. He watched his team, a collection of seasoned veterans, journeymen, and teenage prodigies, celebrating together as one.
