“Our next match against Italy isn’t too worrying. They’ve gotten this far because they’re put together with weaker teams throughout the group stage. Still, they have many experienced players on the team, as well as newcomers who are eager to make a name for themselves. I guess we can say that Italy is the dark horse of this Olympics.”
“There’s another team that’s even more of a dark horse than us?”
Shaggy’s small interruption made Madame Fon pause slightly before chuckling.
After practice, they gathered for a small meeting to go over data about Italy, their opponent for the quarterfinal. This was the last time in the day that everyone was in the same room. After that, they would head off to get some rest for the day in preparation for tomorrow’s match.