Metegol

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Papa?

Papa?

Papa!

What?

What are you doing?

What are YOU doing? C'mon, go to bed.

No!

Go to bed.

There's nothing I can do.

He doesn't believe, so he can't see.

It's time to tell him.

He's plugged into that device all day.

He won't listen to me.

I'm a failure as a father.

- Yuck, that's bitter!

- Go on, talk to him.

Be gentle, eh?

Mati?

Can I talk to you?

I'm sleeping. Tomorrow.

You left your game turned on.

Let's see... Difficult play.

Goal !

How'd you do that?

Show me! Tell me!

Weren't you asleep?

We need to talk.

Get comfortable,

and I'll tell you a story.

But you'll have to use your imagination.

It all happened

a very short while ago,

in a town, very close by,

where there was a square like ours,

a statue of its founder, like ours.

And a bar just like ours.

Ok, Eusebio...

"Transcendental number

that expresses the ratio

"of the circumference,

to the diameter of a circle."

- Two letters.

- Pi.

C'mon, Eusebio...

"Surname of famous playwright,

William...?"

Pi.

A boy worked in the bar,

a kid like you.

I'm not a kid.

- Amadeo, hurry up, kid!

- I'm not a kid !

The boy had a great weakness.

Weakness? I could care less

Hi, Amadeo.

Hi.

I love ice cream.

Do you like it?

How could I not like it?

Laurita has a boyfriend.

Laurita has a boyf......

Double Axle...

Look what Laurita did to me!

Can I show you my team?

I'd love that.

Come, see how it looks now.

I got tired of the same players.

Are they different now?

- No, now they're unique!

- Lovely!

Lechuga controls the ball.

Number five Forward.

short pass to Milton, who has

tropical rhythm in his blood.

He clears the ball

to stone-cold Igor...

the Belarussian blocker,

he threads, dribbles,

passes to his mate Malparitti.

A wall, a fortress,

a clean header.

The mood is black as night.

Benitez 'The Octopus' calls for it.

He's as elastic as a

willow whip between the posts!

Clears it out to the Korean Park Li.

Silence personified,

moving up the sideline.

Surprise pass

to the Cordovan Melena.

Then to the magic Forwards.

El Loco has it, 'The Poet of Goal'.

Short pass to Beto...

The most charismatic player

on the continent, looks up...

and sees the captain in the clear.

The one, the only, unequalled,

my friend Capi

And he nails it!

Goalllllll !

YES! What a goal!

What about the bald ones?

So what, they're bald !

Look, a new trick.

Look.

I wanna play with you.

You wanna play with me.

Him too.

Heads up!

Hey, you!

I'm talking to you.

Don't you wanna play with me?

Are you the famous 'Foosball Wizard'?

He lost his voice.

He's bashful. Poor baby!

If you're that good, play me!

No.

Aw, he's scared!

Play him.

C'mon, Amadeo, please!

He's no match for you.

Do it for me, for the bar.

Please, Amadeo, I'm asking.

I'm begging on my knees.

PLAY !

C'mon, I haven't got all day!

He's concentrating.

Seems the champion has a trainer.

Goal! Goal!

I just shot. Didn't see that, hey?

Goal! Goal!

And "he stands like a statue"!

The bald team attacks.

They'll score for sure.

Ramiro up the left.

Ramiro to Sergio.

Goal! Goal, for the Baldies!

Amadeo, please!

Poor, chicken.

Do you want your mother hen?

Let's see some mother hens.

Sergio passes to Gonzalo,

Gonzalo to Jorge, Jorge to...

Goallll !

Goal.

That's my champ! Oh, goal!

Hurry up! Another ball.

Let's go. Come on!

What a goal, by the chaaamp!

No!

Tie game.

There's no such thing as

a 'tie' in foosball.

As you wish.

Go. Go.

Yeah! Alright!

Attaboy, Amadeo! Champion!

No, it's not over!

I gotta win.

I need coins.

More balls! Leggo!

I gotta win. I always win.

I gotta win.

Yes!

I hate this damned town!

I hate it!

It's your fault for founding it.

I hate you! I hate you!

I hate you!

Hey, kid.

What do you want?

So you don't like losing?

Ok, Eusebio, I don't know this one.

River in northern Italy. Two letters.

Pi.

What's wrong, guys?

Not on the same wavelength?

Who's up for a little game?

C'mon, one more.

Eusebio, one more. Please.

Double Axle?

I'll give you a rematch.

- Hola, Amadeus.

- Hola.

What's up?

- How are-ya?

- Fine.

Wanna play a game?

We're a bit old for foosball.

Look.

Look at this.

I'm going, Amadeo. I'm going.

Where?

To the city, to study. I scrimped

for 5 years it's so expensive.

I'll blow it all

but I'll have a future,

They have Greeks, Romans, even

a Swiss. I'll be part of history.

What do you say?

I'm...

very proud of you.

What will you do?

No, I won't...

I got a thousand things going.

My head is phew...

Now this business of...

Malparitti, who's...

rusting...

Plus, my mid-field has a

communication problem, no dialogue.

And I'm developing

a triple pinwheel technique.

No, I'm...

Lots of stuff. Lots...

Amadeo, you can't think of the future

if all your time goes into foosball.

Good afternoon, dear citizens

of this marvellous town.

Joy to all, no more sadness.

We come to announce the opening

of Universal Astro Gol.

Yes, here, in town.

A sports event, that'll

bring tourists into town

and money in your pockets.

Universal Astro Gol,

conceived, planned and financed

by a wonderful human being,

to whom this town was both

father and mother.

A real local son of ability!

Effects!

Fear not gentle townsfolk.

We will not harm you.

Fear not. We are your friends.

He was a mere child

when we took him in.

International soccer megastar

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