"Pastime!" Anthony's mouth twitched as he let out an exaggerated groan. "Vizet, you really shouldn't say things like that!"
"I really do love Quidditch! If someone at your level only counts it as 'pastime,' then what are those professional Quidditch players supposed to be? They're practically slacking off!"
"Haha! I completely agree!" Terry laughed so hard he shook. "Just think about the Quidditch World Cup—that score gap... it was simply unbearable to watch!"
"Don't mention that match!" Anthony's eyelids twitched. "If I hadn't been there in person and watched them lose points with my own eyes, I would've thought it was fixed."
"It wasn't quite that exaggerated." Vizet waved a hand. "The main thing was that the opponent they had prepared for beforehand was Mr. Lupasi."
"My coming on as a substitute caught them off guard. All I can say is that there were simply too many unexpected developments in that Quidditch World Cup!"
"They adapted quickly, though, and soon came up with tactics specifically against me. If Mr. Branch hadn't made that desperate final save, I don't think anyone could have predicted what the final score would have been."
"All right! Hearing you put it that way does make me feel a little better." Anthony rubbed his brow. "The Bulgarian Team really hadn't been slacking. Their opponents were just overwhelmingly strong."
He sighed. "With the kind of dominance you had, it really would have been difficult for anyone to react so quickly. Whoever had faced you that day probably wouldn't have fared any better than they did."
"Anthony, the most important thing for you right now is to stop talking about this." Chris nudged Anthony with his elbow. "If you keep going, I'm going to start feeling sorry for those players."
"I think so too!" Michael chimed in. "Listening