4-3.
Apex United, who had been 2-1 down and on the ropes just minutes earlier, were now leading in the most chaotic, beautiful, and utterly unhinged football match in history.
Ethan stood in his technical area, his hands on his head, a wild, breathless laugh escaping his lips. He looked over at Maya.
She was just staring at the pitch, a look of profound, almost comical despair on her face, as if her entire, logical, data-driven understanding of the universe had just been proven wrong by a bicycle kick and a lucky corner.
On the pitch, the players were a beautiful mess of adrenaline and confusion.
"I have no idea what's happening anymore!"
Kenny McLean was yelling, a huge grin plastered on his face.
"Are we good? Are we bad? Are we just incredibly lucky?!"
"Who cares?!" David Kerrigan roared back, his voice hoarse with celebration.
"We're winning! Just keep giving me the ball!"
