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Boys, this is what we've been practicing for all year!

Let's follow Samir's plan and crush them! One, two, three, Rosenborg!

Rosenborg, Rosenborg, Rosenborg!

Stabæk! Stabæk!

THE FINALS

BEAST

Come on, boys!

Elias, you can't let him pass you like that! Focus!

Yes!

Rosenborg! Rosenborg!

Rough showdown between white and blue at Ullevål Stadion. The half-time score is 0-0.

Red, yellow, white and black, mullet and a mighty 'stach, Stabæk kicks your yokel ass!

Get on the offense! Show them what you're made of!

- I have to follow the match plan. - Fuck the plan!

Do you think Dortmund has come to see a right back? Elias, push forward and score!

Pass the ball as hard as you can.

You're just rolling it around!

You lose the ball almost immediately! What the fuck are you doing?

Protect the ball midfield so we get good wing play.

Then you can consider passing to David.

- Understood? - Yes.

Good defense job, Elias. Keep intercepting Samuelsen.

Boys, we must get that ball to David. We only need one goal to take this down.

- Are you with me? - Yes.

Let's go teach them a lesson!

Elias, hold your position!

The first goal of the finals was scored by Rosenborg's Elias Holm!

The score is 1-0 to Rosenborg!

Elias, get back!

You're playing back! You're playing defense!

Hold your position!

Elias!

What the fuck?

Elias, Samuelsen is wide open!

What the fuck?

Stabæk has equalized! 1-1!

The goal was scored by Abel Samuelsen.

Judge! Substitution.

Come here.

First substitution of the match is player 11, Elias Holm.

He is replaced by player 4, Hamza Ebrahimi!

Rosenborg leads 2-1 after a goal from player 7, -

David Mørk!

A hard-fought battle has come to an end. White against blue.

Rosenborg are Cup champions with a 2-1 win over Stabæk.

Hide the champagne, bring out the boozy coffee! Let's get this party started!

Thank you for coming, drive carefully.

- Hello. - Hi.

- Congratulations! - Thanks.

What a goal! You're amazing!

I tried to call you to tell you I was coming.

That I was coming after all.

You forgot all about this.

- What is it? - Suit up, you're a national champion!

Everybody's wearing their Sunday best.

- You better follow suit. - Thanks.

There he is! The star himself!

Suit up! Let's celebrate!

My phone's ringing non-stop. You finally showed the world what you can do.

Thomas? I'm Scott. We spoke on the phone.

- Right. Hi. - Now it's happening.

- You were awesome out there. - Any news about Dortmund?

We're still communicating... I must take this. Let's talk more later.

Alright. Yes, hello?

I'm very proud of you.

I was hoping you'd move up north with us.

Right?

But I get that you have to do this.

I'm going to miss you a lot.

But do what you have to do.

Of course.

Of course you must.

Elias!

Who's that?

What?

Go to her. See you later.

Congratulations on your victory. You covered the entire field.

- And the locker room, if that counts. - Yes.

I asked the others about the party.

I mean...

- Of course you're welcome. - I am?

- Of course! - Sweet.

What about the rest of the team? Can they come?

The entire team?

Yes... Well, yes.

I get it if it's too many. Maybe not all of them.

I'm fucking with you. I asked for all of you.

- Everyone wants to meet the champions. - Okay.

Sweet! See you there, then.

- Yes, see you. - Yes.

- Bye. - Bye.

What a match! And that goal of yours...

- I'll be damned. - Yeah?

I guess I'll see you Monday, like you told me?

See you Monday. We'll discuss your future.

- Yes. - Bravo.

- See you then. - See you. Enjoy the evening.

I was dead certain Bernhard would head it right in.

I'm not great at friendly speeches. I mostly rant and rave.

But I'll give it a try. First I'd like to thank all the passionate people -

who came along for the ride. Staff, players, parents and family.

Thank you so much. You've been amazing.

We aim to accomplish many things with this team.

But most important is winning, as we proved today.

We wanted it the most, and never gave up. Like a team, like a family.

I fixed it.

That may sound simple.

We can go to the party.

- We had made sure already. - I asked a girl I know.

And it requires maturity.

How will you get to the party?

Isabella's driving us.

I'm so proud of every one of you. I could repeat that a hundred times over.

These boys deserve one hell of an applause.

You're only national champions for a year! Make sure to revel in it!

Why don't you party with Stabæk? It looked like you had a nice chat.

- He did promise to show up? - Yes, but that's how it goes.

They tell you they're coming, then they don't.

It sounded like Dortmund had confirmed it.

But Stabæk liked what they saw. That's a good thing.

Yes, I'm not saying it's not.

I'd just like to hear what Rosenborg has to say first.

I met Solem just now. She wanted to discuss my future on Monday.

Elias, stop being so naive. You can't believe everything you hear.

- Solem said she wanted to see me. - Only to thwart Stabæk's offer.

Maybe, but I'd still like to wait.

Solem is not to be trusted. And this dance will be over before you know it!

Wouldn't you like to be on a team where you feel wanted, invested in, and get play time?

- Of course. - Stabæk has a contract ready.

Does Rosenborg?

- No. - Right. It's all about getting it in print.

Stabæk is ready. You're mere hours away from turning pro!

But we have to move quickly. This could change in a flash.

Don't you have a party to go to? You're a national champion! All of you are!

Go enjoy yourself and leave it to me. I'll talk to Solem.

Have a beer. Get laid. Something.

- Alright. - Big things are in motion, Elias.

This is going to be great.

- I better chug this before talking to Solem. - Good luck.

- Bye. - Bye.

Coming soon?