Goal

– Goal! – he said while shouting and flipping the bird. The other fan took it as a personal attack. That finger was for him; he knew it. And, on top of that, that goal in the last moment would mean receiving the mocking of his workmates from the opponent team. And at home his wife would tell him “It’s always the same, you’re a fool and are losing time and money supporting a loser team”.

He’s flipping the bird! That bastard! He was gonna regret it.

– Flip the bird to your mother! – he screamed in his ear while he stabbed him on his side with the switchblade his son had gifted him.

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