Miguel was an emerging professional football (soccer) player, he had gained a small following and was on the verge of being picked into the big leagues, then out of nowhere him and his wife Anastasia found themselves in each other's bodies the week of his upcoming game of a lifetime. It was his region's championship and some of the most known sports recruiters were attending the match.
Anastasia was making Miguel look like a fool on the field, she had never been properly trained in football outside of them screwing around with each other. She was as elegant as a cat in a bathtub and stumbled over every kick or passed towards the void instead of a teammate.
It was the beginning of the second half and Miguel's team was down 8-1. Miguel put his head between his hands and sobbed, his career was over.
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