...
PEEEP! PEEEP! PEEEEEEP!
Rio Lance stood in the center circle, his hands on his knees, gasping for air. The scoreboard blinked through the haze of pyro smoke:
LEEDS UNITED 4 - 0 SOUTHAMPTON
CHAMPIONS.
"We fucking did it!"
The scream came from behind. Before Rio could turn, a weight slammed into his back. It was Willy Gnonto, crying and laughing at the same time, pouring a bottle of water over Rio's head.
"Get off, you little shit!" Rio laughed, spinning around to catch the small Italian. "You're heavy!"
"We are Premier League, Rio! We are fucking Premier League!" Gnonto yelled, his face buried in Rio's shirt.
Rio looked up. The sky was grey, typical Yorkshire weather, but it looked beautiful. Confetti cannons blasted gold and silver streamers into the air. The roar of 37,000 people singing Marching On Together was deafening. It vibrated in his chest, rattling his ribs.
[System Notification]
[Mission Complete: European Dream (Part 1)]
[Objective: Win the Championship]
