It was a warm summer night, and I fell asleep in a world that probably existed only in my imagination and still seemed more vivid than life. It was a European metropolis, where every corner was set with scarf colors of the rival nations. this spectator enthusiasm which prior to a great soccer event such as the European championship reflects a vivid hope filled expectation coupled with competitiveness.
The dream depicted a stadium of the future, constructed through advanced architectural design. From across the stands, spectators roared out loud, singing, dancing and waving their banners with the fuel of unity in their veins. By the time the anthems began to play, the players appear on stage and any doubts that one had about their prospects were erased by the look of resolution on their faces.
The game started vivaciously, inviting an enormous attention of the audience, a clear example of a wonderful play between two brainy teams. Every pass, every tackle, every shot made was so smooth that one could almost think that it was in slow motion and certainly coordinated like a dance. Although the details varied, the audience created an atmosphere of suspense to every near-miss and cheered every close call.
Right at the last section of the final whistle, being goal-drawn, our teamβs main attacker and famous last-minute goal scorer received a passer belle. There was a moment of amplified stature he flew, and met it with a strong connected head. This moment was met with a roar of the stadium crowd as the ball flew into the back of the net and a triumphant win was achieved.
The celebrations were euphoric. Lights were on as fans pulled out the celebration strips, fire at the middle to give a magical public illumination to the entire place. The culmination of the victory was the triumphant display of the cup, the captain holding the trophy, victorious amidst the showering of confetti.
As a calloused skin crept over bleary eyes, I awoke with the soft glow of a smile still on my lips. It was a dream that captured the spirit of the European Championship β passion, drama and absolute determined to win. This must have been the closest one can get to the launch of a flying car or a hover board and that everyone who loves the beautiful game needs to watch this.
Dream: A Dream of European Glory
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