Fluvique at the Summer Olympics

Highligts
The first medal came from the hand of Judo. Perhaps an unexpected hero. Perhaps enlarging the feat. Raf Minke, born in Geneva, will live in the history of the national sports forever as the first olympic medalist. The 22 years old Fluviquean achieved an thrilling triumph when he reversed a very hard combat, when he was in disadvantage until the final seconds. The extra fee of drama came from the judges, when they were slow to reach a decision about a take of Minke. Finally, the decision determined the victory of the genevoise, who burst into tears knowing that obtained the bronze medal in his first Olympic experience.

Minke had a victory on his debut over Banvanteth Cutholtinu, from Valladares. In the second round he defeated the local Stan Stokolowski, to reach the pool finals. There he won over Yeung Min Choo from Quebec, but he lost in the semifinals with Horse Beater JUCKUJUNKYARD, from Gregoryisgodistan. In the repechage, the glory came after his victory over Alexander Ulvæus, from Krytenia.

Tasha Sissie made big history in the Olympics

In a day of super-action for the Fluviqueans in the Olympics, Tasha Sissie was the great hero and wrote his name with fire in the big history of our sport after winning the gold medal and became olympic champion in the women's Light Flyweight.

With a epic victory by knock-out against Yva Nokalestro, the sallccian boxer of 25 year old, won the first golden medal for the Fluviquean mission and the first olympic medal for the national box.

The main objective was defeat my nerves, the key rival that I had to overcome to reach the big objective., said Sissie after the fight. Emotion, that was what his face showed after the encounter. It was gold, the first in the Olympics, the first reached for an individual athlete. Tasha won all his fights and became big, extremely big in New Gelderland.

After beign in troubles, she punched a perfect right cross that floored her rival to the tarp, on which never came back. Knock-out and golden medal for Fluvique. Invasion of their staff in the ring, waving a tricolour flag and jumping.

Boxing — Women's Light Flyweight — Final Yva Nokalestro (VEK) def. by Tasha Sissie (FLU) (KO)

It was today, here, in the Olympic stadium, full of people in all the seats, clapping Rebekah Gluddy, clapping the Fluviquean flag and our anthem. In all that crowd there was a little place for me. Thus, for you, dear reader of The Tribune, friend and paysan of Greencastle, Aztus or Salccia, of Saint Lucie or Cape Territory. All what I felt when this movie of 800 metres, was felt for the Fluviquean inside me. I was lost, tight to the little fence that separates the running track from the stands. For them, I just was another person in the stadium. And they was the same for me. Despite that, I was alone. Absolutely alone. When Gluddy ran in front of our position, breaking the resistance of all her followers and crossed the finish line, all the Olympic stadium was mine, our. Sensation never felt before and imposible to be repeated, because it was the first. Me, with my Fluvique in my heart, with all my friend shouting in my voice, I lived a couple of minutes that I never dreamed and that I will never forget.

The Fluviquean athlete was in the middle of all the competitors, until the last thirty metres. There, Gluddy hurried his run and surpassed people like posts. We had, then, the first idea, that the Fluviquean was in better position and with more air than the others. The crowd stood up, we lost the face of our girl during a couple of seconds. When I raised my head, I saw her figure. Is Gluddy!. Is a Fluviquean! With a good gap, crossed the line and the stadium exploded. She fall to the floor, crying, with their rivals giving their congratulations to her. Rebekah walked to the stand, where her coach and friends were and received their hugs and affection and also a tricolour flag to walk around the stadium with it in the airs and a tear in the eyes.

Near the podium, in the top, the flag and the name of the motherland. Rebekah Gluddy was higher than never. Close to her, climbed to the seats, we sang the lyrics of the anthem. We sang for all the Fluviqueans, keeping them our throats and feeling them in our hearts.

Athletics - women's 800m - final 1 Rebekah Gluddy (FLU) 1:54.70

The golden punch

The boxer from Terralands, Nick Standorf, won the third gold medal for Fluvique, after defeat Billy Ochinea in the final of the X Olympiad by 12-7, the the middleweight category. He started with a victory over Filcho in the second round. Later he defeated Seth Clearwater to reach the semifinals. There he triumphed over Rodrigo Espina Carazo, to be in the big final.

Is the second gold medal coming from the box and the first gold medal for a male athlete. Also, with the silver medal of Constance Sotta, is one of the most successful disciplines for the country in these Olympics.

This medal is for my son. Here I reached my best, it was a wonderful week and I will return my home with the best memories and so much joy -said the champion, who added that he fought "with a broken hand"

For the third time in the Olympics, the tricolour flag was in the top of the roof and the anthem was sung for all the present paysans, representing the millions at home.

The most exciting Fluviquean sporting triumph

The commentators Nigel Marijn and Patrick Ragnvald (father of Eric Ragnvald) were in the stadium, living the big final.

NM: There goes Corey Preston with the serveeeeeee...that's it...that's it....that's it! And is! Ace for Fluvique! Thanks Corey! Thanks for play for the Long Ones! Matchball for Fluvique, pat!

PR: Yes. I am very calm. I do not know what they put in my coffee, but I am calm.

NM: Ladies and gentlemen, a point that can be a gold medal. Matchball for Fulvique.

PR: Calm. Calm.

NM: Why not, Corey? There comes the serve, blockade, that ball is in the center! And point for New Gelderland. Calm! Calm! We have four matchballs.

PR: Calm. Calm. This will be. This will be. Look.

NM: New Gelderland serveeeesssss. He failed. OUT! IS OUT! Fluvique is gold! A ilusion! Always you need to have a ilusion in the sport. Always.

PR: Allez! Allez! Ha, ha! What a happiness, my God!

NM: Fluvique is gold! The happiness is Fluviquean! Enough sorrows! The stadium is silenced. They are attending to a funeral, we are celebrating the life! Fluvique is Olympic champion! The players are mixed, there is Maurice, Keegan, Clayd, Stij...is a round of celebrations. Also the historical Long Ones are jumping there. But this is another history. Those are other names. I can not believe it, Pat. With a Ragnvald there, with a Ragnvald here. Fluvique is the Olympic champion.

PR: Hey, I will jump to the court. Hold my suit.

The faces of Mario Cayden, Eric Ragnvald and San Kasmir were reddened after the shouts. The throats were at the limit, the veins near to explode. Arsène Maurice was crying when he remembers that he was dad of Aurélie a couple of days ago, during the Olympics. Miguel Angel Jantje was jumoping as a child among giants, meanwhile the New Gelderland players were with frowning after the missed served, their last chance.

Of the four Fluviqueans gold medals, the one of the men volleyball is, perhaps, the more celebrated by their protagonists. The rhythm of the Fluviquean fans, with at least five drums, trumpets and thousands flags, was listened for all the stadium. The palms that were who made the furious shots in the game, were used to hit the highest echelon of the podium and, after the mini-show, all the players jumped and raised their arms to the sky.

The victory ritual was spontaneous, like the development of the final against New Gelderland. A match that entered in the possitie wave after the conquest of the third set, after a huge fight of 32 minutes. And nothing stopped the boys, winners by 25-23, 25-27, 25-20 and 25-19. Two hours and ten minutes of fury and passion, in a stadium that was a coliseum wishing for a local victory. The crowd, hostile for all the Fluviquean athletes after the football incidents, seemed to want to guillotine all the Fluviqueans players and fans. But the end of the match was with photo flashes, greetings to the family at home and thousands selfies for twitter. All in red, white and yellow colours. They left with all their parts of that Coliseum of thumbs down. The lions do not ate them; they were the lions.

The Golden Boys won and reached their deserved podium

After their painful defeat in the semifinal, the boys had the hard task to recover, rest and have their mind in the right path to face the most important match of their lives. They deserved it, after being the best or the second best team in the tournament, the semifinals was a punch to their morale and their dreams, but not to their spirit. They entered to the court with the idea of finish the Olympics with a victory, a medal and a growing future. With partials of 26-20, 45-40, 69-54 and 89-74, Fluvique reached the objective a new medal for the country.

Severin Kerr was the top-scorer of the match and hangman of San Llera, with 25 points. Luke Bram also contributed for the Fluviquean victory and the first podium.

Twelve players were jumping, singing and hug each other for an achievement reached more than expected for the first time, showing that they have more that was expected. Thanks to their skills and talent, they kill the uncertainties about what they can do, their duty of be in the semifinals and put the flag on the top. All was a pressure. And they faced all of that. They showed that they are really good, that the national t-shirt is not big for these young. That they learned to love and defence with tooth and nail the colours of the motherland. This celebration with tears belongs to them, but glad hundreds and thousands, perhaps millions, of compatriots

The national squad thrilled once again. In a new battle in the Olympics, after the defeat in the semifinals, showed the best of himself, prevailed and defeated San Llera and signed a 89-74 and won the bronze medal. They won a medal, sure, but they also won something that will not be in the pages of the history, because is intangible prize. But will be in the memory of the fans that watch it, suffered and enjoyed and they was moved with the victory of the Golden Boys.

After the defeat in the semifinals, some doubts appeared in the press, but not in their hearts. The answer from the boys appeared today. And was convincing. Elwyn Stojan was the leader. Erik Zackary was a motivator. Max Raleigh was a beast. Severin Kerr was the ideologist. Ethan Stijn shot. And everyone in the rest defended, fought and contributed to the victory.

Perhaps their dreams was in other hands. But this is another dream accomplished. The dream of put the name of the country among the greats. The eyes, the photos and the videos will keep this eternal moment of euphoria, achieved with huge basketball and fierceness. The podium was a Fluviquean party, with the flag in the roof. The stadium was hostile land for the boys in white. However, those twelve braves entered and conquered the third place.

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