"El juego de Sam!" The beautiful female reporter brandished an enchanting smile at Sam as soon as the interview started. "The Sam game," she grinned. "That is what everyone is calling it!"
Sam smiled back at her. "Really? That's great".
For his first post-match interview in Spain, the officials had mercy on him, sending an English-speaking reporter to take charge of it.
"Sam, what a game you played today!"
Sam only smiled, wiping away his sweat even as he breath heavily.
"Starting the game as an attacking midfielder and ending it as a striker, how does it feel like? Was it premeditated?"
Hearing that, Sam scratched the back of his head, his face an expression of confusion. "If I said I knew I would play as a striker today, then I would be Loki, the God of Mischief". He chuckled.
"Honestly, I never knew the coach would take such a drastic decision".