The score was currently 1-1. You were about to faceplant into the grass you were standing on due to how exhausted you were, although you kept persisting. You had the ball, as you started running towards the goal of Munchen's team, you were about to shoot but suddenly someone stole the ball from you in the blink of an eye. You looked over, only to see your brother Michael Kaiser standing there, the ball at his feet

''come and take the ball back, you shitty younger sibling!''