Ah, Mikail. And today he was especially tightly-wound. Sarcasm was ever his favourite weapon, though; shame it bounced right off Yassine. He granted the sponsor only a dismissive hand gesture - one that was not entirely polite, nor entirely professional - and did not refrain from rolling his eyes at Idrissi’s little tirade, either. Sometimes women were just too sensitive.
“Preventing this isn’t your problem, Idrissi,” Yassine drawled, thinking back to her performance in the match thus far. “Best not worry about the bludgers until you’ve managed to get a grip on the quaffle.”
“You’ll all know as soon as we do,” he affirmed next. The ball was, annoyingly, in Britain’s hands on that matter. He eyed them all critically, the chasers and Sabri especially. “We’ll start back on drills tomorrow either way. But don’t get back on the pitch unless you’re prepared to win.”
Whatever the cost, frankly. What were they going to remember in ten years, in fifty years’ time? Some nameless British woman who’d lost her face in the stands, or Morocco bringing home the world cup glory?
“Preventing this isn’t your problem, Idrissi,” Yassine drawled, thinking back to her performance in the match thus far. “Best not worry about the bludgers until you’ve managed to get a grip on the quaffle.”
“You’ll all know as soon as we do,” he affirmed next. The ball was, annoyingly, in Britain’s hands on that matter. He eyed them all critically, the chasers and Sabri especially. “We’ll start back on drills tomorrow either way. But don’t get back on the pitch unless you’re prepared to win.”
Whatever the cost, frankly. What were they going to remember in ten years, in fifty years’ time? Some nameless British woman who’d lost her face in the stands, or Morocco bringing home the world cup glory?
