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The Egypt vs Argentina match had a strong beginning, with Yasser Ibrahim scoring a goal in the first 15 minutes of the match. The cheers roared through the stadium it was a great achievement and everyone was proud. The Egyptian national team were playing with all their might like their life depended on it, they were set on getting that cup, and making the whole country proud.
Mostafa shobeir however had someone in mind that he wanted to make proud the most, his girl.
He loves seeing that spark of pride in her eye when he gives an outstanding performance, She mattered to him more than any achievement or trophy.
They met at a sports' club and immediately hit it off. He told her about his dreams and she believed in him and supported him. It was joyous to see Mostafa get better and bigger everyday and achieve greatness. And Mostafa supported her and believed in her, he feels proud of his girl for achieving her dreams. That's how they are.
And now Mostafa is the national teams' goalkeeper, playing in the world cup, and his girl couldn't be more proud.
During the second half of the match, Messi (the fuckass zio may god take him) had a penalty kick. Those seconds before he kicked the ball were the longest for everyone in the field, especially for Mostafa, he knew that she was watching, and even though he knew that she would support and celebrate him no matter what, he still had to win, for her first and for his country.
Messi kicking the ball with all his might, The talented goalkeeper saved it effortlessly, the stadium erupted with cheers, the players running around in celebration.
And Mostafa, he ran over to his girl who was cheering for him excitedly more than anyone else in the stadium, climbing over the fence he held her kissing her with full adrenaline, she was his trophy after all.
She threw her arms around his neck and returned the kiss lovingly. He pulled back kissed her forehead and ran back towards the field to his teammates celebrating. Marmoush and Emam being the menaces they are, gave him teasing looks and clapped him on the back, which Mostafa replied to with a playful glare and ran back to his position at the net adrenaline still pumping in his body.