NationStates Jolt Archive

In the office of SFA president Erc Ellery, at the SFA headquarters...

Erc Ellery: So, when can we do this whole draw thingy?

Assistant: Sir, the vote for hosts hasn't even started yet!

Erc Ellery: What? I thought we were the only bid!

Assistant: Sorry sir, there is also a bid from Milchama and Geisenfried...

Erc Ellery: Whoseywhat? Pffft... trust those third world nations to screw everything up... Well, bring me the list of participants then.

Assistant: Um, sorry sir, but signups haven't closed yet either. There are still only eighty-something signups.

Erc Ellery: What? This is ridiculous! Why is taking so long?

Assistant: I am not sure sir. Though a lot of these nations are celebrating a holiday season called "Thanksgiving" around now.

Erc Ellery: Thanksgiving? What sort of silly name for a holiday is that? Give me the Feast of the Goddess any day. Codswallop... Well, what is there for me to do?

Assistant: Well sir, we are hosting the Baptism of Fire, which starts today...

Erc Ellery: Oh bah. Might as well go see how these pathetic little football teams do...

Assistant: There is one called "The New Hypocria" sir...

Erc Ellery: The New Hypocria? I thought Wentland was the new Hypocria... Knowing them they'll probably do something ironic like win the whole competition. Get me my coat...

Assistant: Yes sir.


OOC: Chances are we won't win the vote anyway... but I wanted to give ppl an opportunity to RP in this off-season :p

After Qazox' first time qualifing for the World Cup, the country cheered, but 3 years later, there's little to cheer about, the economy has taken a turn for the worse, with unempolyment at an all-time high of 9.7%. The President has done little to stem the tide as riots have begun to occur with greater frequency.

But there is hope, at that is the Black Oxen. True, the Lady Oxen are among the best in the world, and the TOUR de QAZOX brings the best cyclists from around the world, but the one thing the President is counting on is another Qualification from the Black Oxen, can they do it again???

Dawn.

The subconscious relief of awakening, finding yourself in existence for another day. Sunlight cascading through a window, beams of light forming sharp rectangles across the floor, the knowledge that as golden and as beautiful as the sun it, it will hurt your eyes when you open them beyond a squint. Knowledge that rolling over to turn your back on the incoming rays of light will not turn back the clock by your bed at the same moment, as time marches inexorably onwards at its own regular, inevitable and unchanging pace.

The vibrations of Giovanni Lopez's mobile phone could dissimulate its actions no more than he could in his semi-conscious state. An incoming text message which the autonomic, trained functions of the World Cup Committee President's brain did not allow him to ignore. Almost without knowing it he reached over for the flip-up device, opening it clumsily in his left hand and hitting the 'Open' button, which doubled as a little green phone symbol, for some still-unknown reason. The light from the device again forced his eyelids together to shield his fragile early-morning retina from the harsh white light.

ALLRIGHTY GIO?
WHENS THIS CUP
STARTING THEN?

Giovanni grunted, not awake enough to make any noise beyond that. Somewhere in the back of his mind a particular neuron fired, telling him that this was a bad thing and action was needed soon, but the overriding message permeating his brain was that it was too early, too bright and too cold outside, and that he should go back to sleep.

And he did, dawn not withstanding.

News Headline Grabbed from the Daily Voska, Voskadouria's national paper:

Voska Players Demand Non-Uniform Option.

After recently being ranked 11,000th in the world in terms of nudity, some of the players on the Voskadouria national team have starterd to insist that to increase the country's position on this prestigious ranking, the players should be able to play in the nude, with the Voskadouria colours of red and white painted on by local artists.

The VFA (Voskadouria Football Association) is currently looking into this matter, though sources suggest that the outcome could be positive.

From files of the AP.

John Jerk is escorted into the new Jeruselem FA CEO's office, looking confused.
A businessman walks in. He was the CEO, Fitz Boyd.

Fitz: Hi there, I'm Fitz Boyd - the new CEO around here. You are John Jerk - the current women's team captain?
John: Yes, am I in trouble or something. Fathering too many childen or something like that?

Fitz: No, no. You see we need a World Cup coach. Lisa Cambridge is retiring and we need a man to take over - a man like you.
John: Me? There's lots of great coaches out there. Why me?

Fitz: Two women's world cups. A great record and well, we need more coaches like you. How about it?
John: You sure this is a good idea. I'm not that sure I'm the man for the job.

Fitz: Look, the new management team think you're the man, even if you do have a few accidents like Dazza on the way.
John: Well, I can't say no. When do I start?

Fitz: Now, and anyway you know half the team which happen to be women. There should be no worries about that.
John: I assume that includes my daughter Dazza Dallas.

Fitz: Yes, and should no one step up to become new captain, she will be Captain.
John: so it's going to be the Dazza and Dad show then?

Fitz: (laughs) Yes, putting it that way yes. That was good one.
John: No problem, err - start tomorrow then.

Fitz: Yes, just sign a few documents like you always do and it's all done.
John: I guess it's pay rise too from my current job.

Fitz: Don't worry about the money - with Dazza on TV we can sell anything.
John: It's funny, people complain about the lack of morals in society and then they watch THE FOOTBALL LIFE just to see Dazza's new tricks. I think she was voted soccer girl with best boobies lately. People are funny that way.

Fitz: Don't forget Rachel Kool either, the original socccer Tv chick.
John: She's a favourite for my generation.

Fitz: These women are taking over, but things are looking good still.
John: Yes, but we'd be bored without them.