in the realm where the cold-shoulder of autumn winds graces the fields, where warriors of the pre-institutional game of football gather, there lies a tale woven on the qt, whispered amongst the legends of yore. it speaks of a challenge so profound, it dared them to start over from the origin, to review their strategies with minds as sharp as the eagle's flight, carrying the secret hope that in the silence of strategy, victory is born anew, as silent as the speech of stars, guiding them under the cloak of night’s embrace.