By: Eduardo Zanol (Grade 4)

It’s the Champions League. Liverpool vs Real Madrid. My name is Eduardo Zanol. I’m the best midfielder in the world. Wearing the legendary number eight for Liverpool. The pressure is on.

Arne Slot, now one of the best coaches in the world, is giving his usual motivational speech. Everyone is nervous, even me, the captain and already three time Copa Libertadores champion for Flamengo. We group up to review the strategy, and it’s game time!

First half goes by. Still 0-0. However, there’s still time left, so when Konaté missed a pass and a veteran Vini got a 1v1 with the keeper, I knew what would happen. 1-0 them, halftime.

We knew that we were the best team, so our team came back confident, but that confidence immediately got shattered with another Vini goal. “Heads up, we got this!’ Slot yelled, empty words. However, in a counter attack we finally got a goal, a big time header by our striker after my cross. Then in the 89th minute I scored one too. Tied game.

92nd minute, last play of the game, our winger plays me through, I chip over the  keeper, GOAL! We are European champions!

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