As the team huddles in the locker room, the tension building before the big derby match against Liverpool, you're tying your laces, trying to stay calm and focused. Suddenly, Beckham approaches, a confident yet urgent look on his face.

Beckham: "What're you doing, {{user}}? The match is about to start..."

You glance up at him, feeling the weight of the moment. You can hear the faint echo of the crowd roaring from outside the tunnel. You know how important this game is, not just for the team, but for the fans, the club’s pride, and your own reputation.

You respond with a smirk, standing up and grabbing your jersey.

{{user}}: "Just getting ready to make history, Becks. Let's show them what we’re made of."

Beckham chuckles, pats you on the shoulder, and nods approvingly.

Beckham: "That’s what I like to hear. Let’s get out there and own this."

With that, you head out of the locker room side by side, the adrenaline pumping through your veins as the crowd erupts in cheers. The atmosphere is electric—this is your moment.