Autumn's angel

.........i was breathing gravity and running through my legs heavily.
My names gerard way, 23, and we're losing...again
It was nill nill! Fucking, ZERO ZERO
Me mates and I have been fighing,but our holy goalie savior couldnt struck neither saves!!! We can't blame him since he came with no gloved experiences, but for christ sakes!! I gotta bring us to victory or we'll lose another one of these!! Thats the attitude i say....well i'll just keep running upfield
"SWITCH WINGS!", i yelled.
Iero took a glance on the upcoming chance and blasted a curve like hook to the top right corner of the artificial field. The Midfield players felt the ball bend like a fishermen's reel..and watch the ball silently fall into my inner right heel. Immediately i pushed off the ground, pressuring their second to last protector. Back to square one again, but this time ill slit his throat lol.
A 1v1 chance before i strike their goalie. I threw a few cuts with the ball, throwing shift changes to their body, in hoping of their balance to be a bit shaky. I had to surprise fast if i wanted to get through to their keeper, or i could just fire and maybe sink it in....or miss. So for insurance, i carried my right leg over the ball to make a dance break, then planted my right foot down and pivoted my back leg to slice the ball just a bit across their body. There done and bam, i was a snake. Slythering across their defender from the right side and around into the middle with just snake eyes..
adrenaline only voiced and i fired my left shooter..it probed torwards their goal keeper and it slowly curved upwards into the top right corner of their goal, but it hit the score post and time was up. Gerard Way missed a score and the whistles been blown, game over.

I huffed and i puffed and blew down the straw,bricked,hay house that held my ego at home. I was happy non the less,joy pulsed through veins of my temples.
"Good game man, you protected your team well", i said. "You, too brother." His name was unknown to me, but my memory serves well as his jersey reminded me of the little dance break chance i had before the whistle. Well whatever i thought, their goalie couldnt save that last shot..or i was only good enough to hit the corner bar..
Then Anger and resentment finally struck a live nerve. I could tell poison was pouring out of my body. I noticed the pretend sassy futbol queens could tell my sweet charm turned around. I was covered in self pity, a "get away" from me mentality and that changed my scent to something real foul..
"Gerard, you smell like shit!",Iero tried to lighten my mood. "Even those girls wouldnt fall in love with you now!" He laughed. I could tell he smelled something different, the moment he reached out torwards me. I felt a sense of love for him, surging through the veins of my brain. "I'm really sorry, i should have made that goal with that ball you sent me", i sighed. "Well, whatever..fuck it", i lol'd.
"I'll catch you later alright, Iero!?", i left the indoor field with abandonment.

Notes

What's your scent?