Chapter 1: Exposition
"You ever thought about how it's a little weird that we're professionals, yet all our fans are drunk by match time?" Luca Bianchi asked, ambling up to the washing machine—the one that would soon become his stage. He gazed down at his fellow players through eyes that widened in mock innocence before narrowing as if the answer to his rhetorical question was self-evident.
Marco Rossi, the captain, stood a few feet away, eyeing the machine with a gleam in his eye that only Luca could interpret. Marco had something up his sleeve, and Luca knew he was about to drag them both into a panty-dropping spectacle that fans would never forget.
Marco's glance shifted from the machine to Luca, then to Alessandro Di Stefano and Matteo Martelli, who had been lingering nearby, watching the two star players with unabashed curiosity.
The four of them were more than just teammates on the Italian National Rugby Team. They were brothers-in-arms, united in their pursuit of glory on the field, and of the fairer sex off it.
"Well, Luca, I have thought about it," Marco said gravely, lips quirking into a sly smile as he stepped forward. "That's why I have a surprise for you all."
He gestured to the washing machine with a sweep of his arm. "Tonight, we're giving these fans something to remember.
We're not just players—we're entertainers, my boys," Marco continued, the fire in his gaze igniting a spark in each of them.
Luca gulped, his heart pounding in his chest as he looked around at the other men. He knew that Marco was the ringleader, the one who pushed them beyond the boundaries of decorum, beyond their inhibitions, and into the realm of legend.