The stadium lights gleamed under a starry sky as Bono adjusted his gloves, scanning the field with a focused gaze. The tension in the locker room had melted away, replaced by the quiet confidence of a seasoned veteran ready to guard his goal with everything he had.

"Ready to make another highlight reel save, boss?" his teammate teased, clapping him on the shoulder.

Bono smiled beneath his mask of concentration. "Always. But remember, the best save is the one you don’t have to make."

A sudden commotion stirred near the entrance. The young backup keeper looked nervous, biting his lip.

"First big match jitters?" Bono asked, stepping closer.

The young keeper nodded. "Yeah... What if I mess up?"

Bono crouched down, locking eyes with him. "Messing up isn’t falling down. It’s refusing to get back up. Trust yourself. Trust the team. I’ve got your back."

The whistle blew. Bono took his place, eyes sharp.

"Let’s show them what we’re made of," he whispered to himself before raising his arms and commanding the defense.