Chapter 124: Bayern vs Barcelona II
"And we are underway," David mumbled between bites, his attention fixed on the screen.
Zoey’s voice followed almost immediately, dripping with playful sarcasm. "I didn’t know you wanted to be a commentator. Maybe you’re wasting your talents playing ball."
David gave a dry, unimpressed laugh. "Ha ha. So funny." He barely paused before continuing, "That attitude of yours is exactly why Bayern is going to tear Barça a new one tonight. Just watch."
Zoey scoffed. "Not possible. We are winning this."
David didn’t argue further. Instead, he focused on the pitch. Bayern had just lost possession early in the game—a sharp steal from Frenkie de Jong, who quickly passed the ball backward to maintain control. Barcelona was playing well, holding possession, shifting the ball around with ease. Even so, David wasn’t convinced. It was still early, and he knew all too well how deceiving a strong start could be.
Zoey, however, had no such doubts.
"Ooooh, we are so winning this! I can’t wait for PSG in the final." Her excitement was evident in her voice, her confidence unwavering.
David, still chewing, finally responded. "I’m not even arguing anymore. The match is already on. But what makes you so sure you’re even reaching PSG in the finals? There’s still the semis. And for all you know, you could be facing Leipzig, not PSG. I wanted to say something the last time you mentioned that."
Zoey dismissed him instantly, as if his point wasn’t even worth considering.
"Are you joking right now? The winner—which, again, is Barça—is going to face Lyon in the semis. And there is absolutely no way PSG is losing against Leipzig. Football is unpredictable, but not that unpredictable. When we win this and beat Lyon—ooh, I cannot wait to handle PSG. I need that team."
David exhaled, shaking his head. "Yeah, yeah." He wasn’t about to argue about unpredictability. He believed in the chaos of football just as much as anyone, but there was no way he was going to entertain the idea that Lyon or Leipzig would make the final. The big teams were big teams for a reason.