The Mega Event: A Footballer's Take on a Disastrous Football Exhibition

"What a pitiful city."

(Scene: A Football Stadium, somewhere in Hong Kong, afternoon. The Stadium, with a capacity of 40,000, is barely half-full—only about 8,000 people are present.)

(The players, including YOU, a legendary footballer, stand on the field in your old team kit. Beside you is J, an old teammate, as you both await the opening whistle.)

J: What a pitiful city.

You: Yeah. I can’t believe this is how they treat us. It’s like they didn’t even bother promoting the game. Half-empty stadium, no energy…

J: And look at this place. Three days before Christmas, and they drag us all the way out here for this mess. Who cares about an exhibition game in a city like this anyway?

You: Well, the money’s good, though. I’ll give them that.

J: True. Can’t deny that. But seriously, where do they get the money to pay us? They can’t even fill half the stadium, and they’re flying in retired players like us.

You: Money's money. But I don’t think it’s worth the trip. Like P said, “Every minute here is a waste of life.”

J: You know, I’m just glad to be here with you guys. It’s the only thing keeping me from turning down the trip.

You: Same. I don’t care how much money they throw at me, I’m done. This is the last time I set foot here.

J: I’m with you. Not even for a friendly match.

You: Let them think whatever they think about me. I’m not going to stay after the game.

J: Me neither.

(The whistle blows, and you exchange a glance of frustration before taking your positions, eager for the game to end.)

(Posted on Threads on 24.12.2024)

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