Austin Clark quickly cut the ball back inside, turning to his left, before distributing the ball to a teammate. Within a matter of four touches, the ball was in the back of the net. "Chalk up another assist for Clark! What a lovely bit of possession and distribution by the midfielder," the announcer's voice said, ringing across the stadium.
Austin went to celebrate with the man that scored, number 9, the famous Wayne Rooney. He and Wayne had a pretty good connection, especially since Austin had been shifted into the central mid role. He was able to dictate the tempo, and really helped unleash the potential of the Red Devils.
The game continued, with Austin getting another assist, and even better, a goal. It was a demolition derby against Chelsea. It was a good game for everyone, and put United back atop the table.
Austin made his way out of the showers, dressed in his suit, determined to get out of the public eye. Even more rumors were floating around about him allegedly cheating yet again. That was the life of a footballer, he guessed.
Even with the great game and result, the press would most likely lead with a story about his infidelities. He was red hot. There were talks of transfers with teams in Germany and Spain, but Austin loved it here in Manchester. Even though the press mercilessly hounded him, he still loved it here.
Austin finally got to his vehicle and arrived at his palatial penthouse, happy to be away from the complex. It would be nice to relax for the rest of the weekend, and recuperate. He just wondered if she'd finally call and talk to him. He had never cheated on her, regardless of what others said. He just wished things would work out, but for some reason, they never seemed to last long enough to really make it work.
He went to his closet, quickly changing into a sleeveless t shirt and shorts, then turned on the TV, leaving his phone within arms reach. He hoped she'd finally call, and maybe they could talk and figure things out again.
Austin went to celebrate with the man that scored, number 9, the famous Wayne Rooney. He and Wayne had a pretty good connection, especially since Austin had been shifted into the central mid role. He was able to dictate the tempo, and really helped unleash the potential of the Red Devils.
The game continued, with Austin getting another assist, and even better, a goal. It was a demolition derby against Chelsea. It was a good game for everyone, and put United back atop the table.
Austin made his way out of the showers, dressed in his suit, determined to get out of the public eye. Even more rumors were floating around about him allegedly cheating yet again. That was the life of a footballer, he guessed.
Even with the great game and result, the press would most likely lead with a story about his infidelities. He was red hot. There were talks of transfers with teams in Germany and Spain, but Austin loved it here in Manchester. Even though the press mercilessly hounded him, he still loved it here.
Austin finally got to his vehicle and arrived at his palatial penthouse, happy to be away from the complex. It would be nice to relax for the rest of the weekend, and recuperate. He just wondered if she'd finally call and talk to him. He had never cheated on her, regardless of what others said. He just wished things would work out, but for some reason, they never seemed to last long enough to really make it work.
He went to his closet, quickly changing into a sleeveless t shirt and shorts, then turned on the TV, leaving his phone within arms reach. He hoped she'd finally call, and maybe they could talk and figure things out again.
