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Sam hurried into the locker room, her blonde bob bouncing as she carried a mess of clipboards and towels in her arms. Her job as a trainer for a women's soccer team was always busy, especially right after a match. They had just won an important cup fixture that meant they would be moving on to the quarter finals, and the players were making their way back to the locker room. Even though the game was over, Sam was still in work mode. She still had to check in with the rest of the staff, make sure all the equipment got put back in the right place, and check up on the players for any minor injuries. It was a hectic job at times, but there was no doubt Sam enjoyed it. She had worked hard to get to this spot. Plus, being surrounded by fit, attractive women running around in soccer shorts all day was definitely an added perk. Not that she didnt keep it professional. She took her job seriously after all. But what she fantasized about ince she got home was her own business. Just as she finally found a place to put down all the equipment, Sam began doing the rounds to check in on all the players. Fortunately, everyone seemed to be good, especially with everyone's spirits bolstered after the win. What soon caught her eye though was Mia, the team's star striker walking back to her locker a little bit gingerly. It was probably nothing, but since no one else seemed to have any problems, Sam figured it wouldn't hurt. Not to mention that Mia was not only the best player and team captain, but easily the most gorgeous as well. Everything about her was perfect, from her long, toned legs to her sleek black hair tied back in a ponytail. Sam couldnt help but feel like a drooling, anxious mess around that girl. "Hey, are you alright Mia?" Now that they were next to each other it made it obvious how tall Mia really was. "Yeah, I'm fine," Mia replied, though her body language still felt tense. "Oh, it just looked like you had a slight limp. I thought you might be hurt or something" "Oh, uh ... I'm fine it's nothing, really." The tension in her voice was still there though. "Are you sure? Dont be afraid to admit you're hurt. Even if it's only a minor injury, we still need to make sure you get prop-" "Okay fine, Mia, look, I'm not hurt I just . . . I drank like a hundred gallons of water during the game and it's about to end up all over this fucking floor if you dont let me go like right now." Mia dashed off, nearly knocking Sam off balance and leaving her with a surprised expression on her face. -- Once the postgame rush had died down a bit, Sam was organizing some equipment when Mia approached her again. She had already changed into her street clothes, but her jeans and T-shirt still gave her a sexy casual look that sent a shiver down Sam's spine. "Hey Sam, sorry about earlier. I was a little brash and I ... think I almost knocked you over" "Oh, dont worry about it," Sam laughed. God, the fact that Mia was apologizing so sweetly really turned her on for some reason. "I'd be the same way if someone got in the way of my emergency toilet break." She was definitely able to relate. Sam had her fair share of being stuck on the sideline during a game with thousands of fans watching her try not to squirm as she struggled to contain her full bladder. Well, they were all focused on the game and not her, but at least that's what it felt like sometimes. "Well I'm glad you understand," Mia laughed. "It actually happens a lot with the ridiculous amount we have to hydrate." Now that she thought about it, it wasnt uncommon for Sam to see a few girls make a beeline for the toilets right at halftime or the end of a game. Sometimes she was one of them. "Anyways," Mia continued, putting her hand on Mia's shoulder, "I appreciate you were just trying to help. You've always done a really good job for the team, and your job is just as important as any of the players here." The touch and high praise of the team's best player was a little too much for Sam to handle. "I, uh ... thanks" she managed to stammer. "Anyways, I'll see you in practice this week" Mia said, and was off. Sam's own bladder started to make itself known now that she had a second alone. She hadn't gone since before the game, but she had been so busy she hadn't noticed her bladder filling up. She thought about peeing before she packed up and left, but something compelled her to hold it until she got home. -- Will continue with part 2 if theres enough interest!

Got this new Vfl Wolfsburg soccer kit and of course I had to break it in properly 😏 before pic after pics and of course the video! IMG_4494.MOV

So... I had this idea bouncing around in my mind for quite some time, and now I'm finally getting around to do it First of all, through which girl's eyes should we see this story? (There are actually 7 girls in the team, but consider the other 2 filler characters) (Note: the girl selected will be the main focus for peeing, however, other girls might do it if the circumstances present themselves) Sandra Position: Goalkeeper Personality: Inside the pitch she is a confident player, with trust in her own, and her teammates' abilites. Outside, she acts like the group's mom, always caring and protective. Skill: Goalkeeping: 8/10 Bladder size: 6/10 Melissa Position: Defender Personality: Tough as nails both on and off the pitch, she is a no-nonsense girl who won't take crap from anyone. Skill: Speed 5/10 - Shooting 3/10 - Passing 6/10 - Dribble 3/10 - Defense 9/10 - Strength 10/10 Bladder size: 10/10 Sophia Position: Central midfielder Personality: As the team's captain, she shows composure inside the pitch, acting using her mind and not letting pressure get to her, Outside the pitch, she is cheerful, and always knows just the right thing to say. Skill: Speed 7/10 - Shooting 7/10 - Passing 10/10 - Dribbling 8/10 - Defense 4/10 - Strength 5/10 Bladder size: 5/10 Lucy Position: Winger Personality: So sweet she might give you diabetes, she acts as cute as she looks. However, she can show great determination and commitment when she needs to. Skill: Speed 10/10 -Shooting 6/10 - Passing 7/10 - Dribbling 9/10 - Defense 2/10 - Strength 1/10 Bladder size: 2/10 Camilla Position: Striker Personality: She is the best and she knows it! Smug and confident, this girl never backs down from a challenge, although she miiiiight let it get to her head sometimes... Skill: Speed 8/10 - Shooting 10/10 - Passing 7/10 - Dribbling 8/10 - Defense 1/10 - Strength 5/10 Bladder size: 7/10 So these are the players ladies and gentlemen, feel free to vote away for your favorite!

Heyyyyy! I'm back! A few years ago I had an interactive centered around two of the best things that exist, girls desperate for a bathroom, and the Beautiful Game. That was eventually abandoned, as I dissapeared from this site. Reading back through it, I liked the idea, but not the execution. So I decided to remaster it. First off, we'll pick both our team, and create our character. Note that there are more teams in the league, but these are the ones that are close to our home. Yes, this means we'll have to travel for away fixtures, which might mean some on-the-road desperation. The better the team we pick is, the better our performance has to be to stay in the first team, and get regular playing time. Afterwards, we'll create our player. We can pick any position we want for them, but take notes that different teams need different positons Here's a list of all positions you can pick: Goalkeeper Center back Left back Right back Defensive mid Central mid Left mid Right mid Offensive midfielder Left winger Right winger Central forward Striker Take into notes that similar positions can fill in for each other. For example, a central mid can play both as a defensive or offensive midfielder, a left mid can also play as a left winger or as a left back, etc. You can also "switch wings" I.E. play as a left back when your natural position is right back. However, you'll always be at your best playing in your natural position. Based on the position you pick, I'll assign 6 "stats" which will define how we'll perform in the games: Speed, Shooting, Passing, Dribbling, Defending, and Strength. Note that these stats can be improved with good performance in games and/or training sessions. If you have any more questions I'll be more than happy to answer them. With no further ado, time to pick our team! Dragons Sporting Club Last placement: 12/16 Positions needed: Striker, right winger, defensive midfielder, right back, left back, goalkeeper Dragons Sporting is one of the weakest teams in the league, however, they recently got a new young coach who might give them the boost they need, and you'd have plenty of playing time. Coast FC Last placement: 5/16 Positions needed: Center back, Offensive midfielder, Central midfielder, Left/Right midfielder Coast FC is a strong team which lost their star midfielder after failing to make the national finals last season. However, they still have a lot of potential for this season Scorpions Football Last placement: 1/16 Positions needed: none Scorpions is definitely the strongest team in the regional league. They have very good players in all positions, and as such, it will be hard to break into the first team. However, they definitely have the best chances to go on a playoff run. Dynamo Pink Last placement: 9/16 Positions needed: Striker, center forward, left/right winger Dynamo Pink lost their attacking partnership last season, and have been searching for any suitable replacement. The rest of the squad is solidly mid-table, however a good striker may be just what they need to break into playoff spots FC Naval Last placement: 16/16 Positions needed: Any FC Naval had a dreadful season last year, which lead to most of their star players leaving. The coach now has a blank slate to rebuild, which might be a complete disaster, or the start of something special Panther FC Last placement: 2/16 Positions needed: Goalkeeper, Offensive midfielder Panther FC have come second, behind Scorpions, for the fourth season in a row. They are now looking for a player with that something to help them finally topple their rivals. PLAYER CREATION (only female please, although there will be male players, and they might get into similar situations to those of our heroine) Name: Position: Height: Physical appearance: (Skin tone, body type, hair style, hair color, eye color, etc...) Personality: Bladder capacity: (from 1/20) Bladder strength: (from 1/20) Do you want messing in the story? Yes/No If you answer yes, also specify our characters bowel capacity and strength Any extra information about our character you wish to add? I look forward to getting this new interactive kicked off! Edit: I made a small table to keep track of the championship, and decided to post it here. The teams are in the same place they ended last season, so you know what to expect when you come up against them

"That was the most disappointing soccer game I've seen in a long time!" The voice echoed loudly, with a domineering tone. "If you guys bothered to show up we would have won this game easily! And you Emily...I couldn't be more disappointed in you. You're supposed to be the team captain...leading this squad. I didn't see you hustle at all during the last half of the game, and you missed several key opportunities to score..." After the long speech, there was a long moment of silence, the only sound generated by the engine of the bus. It was a tense atmosphere, as a figure soon stood up from the middle of the bus, clearing her throat. She was a bit on the tall side, and her long brunette hair tied back in a ponytail to prevent it from getting in her face. She had a pale complexion, but had quite a toned body, especially for her age. She appeared calmer and confident, which was surprising given the nervous atmosphere of everyone around her. "I'm sorry for our effort coach...I promise we'll work on our game..." She started to speak, acknowledging the presence of the coach on the bus. "You had better work harder ladies...otherwise we'll have to make some cuts to the team for next year..." He announced with a scoff as he turned to address the girl standing. "And you Emily...I expect you to lead this team...so you had better figure out the issues of the team...and the issue of your play." He demanded, before sitting down, indicating that the conversation was over. The standing girl slowly nodded and sat back down, as the bus continued to churn down the highway. An hour or so later, the bus screeched to a halt outside the athlete dorm for the university. The doors opened and a handful of tired, battered, and demoralized girls exited, carrying their bags. They were eager for some sleep, especially this late at night. A few of the girls started to trickle off to the dorms before a voice called out to them. "Everyone gather around! Nobody is heading to the dorms until I finish speaking..." Instead of the coach barking out orders, it was the team captain, Emily. She continued to call out, until she made sure everyone was accounted for to hear what she had to say. "Alright...I know we aren't supposed to have practice tomorrow...given that it's Saturday. But I expect you all to show out to the practice fields at 9 AM sharp. If you are late, you aren't playing the next game. If you don't show up, you're off the team, am I clear?" Emily commanded, in a stern tone, although she purposely avoided the yelling that her coach had done before. There were a series of murmurs, before Emily nodded and motioned off to the dorm. "Alright, get some sleep. We're running through some practices and a scrimmage tomorrow. And it won't be easy..." She cautioned as she started to head to the dorm room herself. Being a senior, Emily had a dorm room all to herself, which was perfectly fine with her. She enjoyed the company of her teammates, but they did everything together, and she always desired having time to herself to relax and unwind. However, instead of returning in a jubilant mood, she entered into her room, sighing softly to herself. She closed and locked her door before flipping the light on. She set her backpack down on the floor near her bed before heading into the bathroom. She sat down on the toilet, having a fairly solid urge to pee. "Why is my bladder so small?" She muttered aloud as she relieved herself. "If I hadn't had to pee all damn game, we would've won!" Emily growled to herself, shaking her head. She finished up her pee before hopping into the shower to calm herself down. She let the hot water flow down her body as she thought about ways that she could prevent such a loss from happening again. She rarely had an issue about needing to pee during games, in her three previous years on the team, she couldn't recall a time that she had such an issue. However, it was clear to Emily that if something like that arose again, it would be a serious issue that would affect her playing ability on the field. As she showered, she thought of a way to potentially circumvent the issue. She knew that the coach would never let her take a bathroom break, especially with her playing most of the game. There was no way she was going to pee on the sideline or in her uniform during the game, but she couldn't just toss aside her problem and hope it would dissipate. Emily thought about it some more when an idea formulated into her head. "If I can't pee during the game...I might just have to prepare in case I have to pee during a game..." She thought to herself as she exited the shower. "If I can go through a practice while having to pee...I would be prepared if it happens during a game." Emily thought over it a few more times, convincing herself that it wasn't an outlandish idea and that it would help her in the future. Emily calmed her nerves and changed into her pajamas, falling asleep. Given her exhaustion from the game, it didn't take long for her to fall asleep, completely knocked out on her bed. The next morning, Emily woke up early, at around 8 AM. She slid out of bed, stretching her slender body out as she made her way to the bathroom. She quickly relieved herself, checking herself out in the mirror. "Alright Emily...you can do this...just think about the team..." She reassured herself as she soon changed into her soccer practice uniform for the day. She adjusted her light blue athletic shirt and shorts before heading out to grab a bottle of water and a snack from her mini fridge. She quickly ate her small snack before exiting her room, sipping from her bottle. Emerging onto the main pavilion, Emily was greeted by a massive blast of heat, and within a minute she was beginning to sweat, and she hadn't even begun practicing yet. She started to walk towards the practice fields, located a short distance from the dorm room. She continued to take sips from her bottle, soon disposing of it in a nearby trashcan. She arrived at the field a short while later and made her way to the storage room. She pulled out a large cooler and stuffed it full of ice cold water bottles from the fridge, before bringing it out to the field. As the 9 AM deadline rolled around, the entire team started to trickle in, clearly not too pleased about having to wake up early after a crushing defeat. Emily soon ran a head count of everyone, ensuring that the entire team was present for the practice. "Alright...let's get warmed up..." She announced before leading the team in a variety of warm up exercises, mainly running around the perimeter of the field and stretching out for the actual practice. When they were done, Emily walked over towards the cooler, and distributed a handful of water bottles, ensuring that everyone was hydrated on the sweltering day. Each girl was already sweating nicely and guzzled down their bottle in a matter of minutes. "Alright...let's start practicing...we have to work on our passing and defense mainly, so that's where we'll start for the day." Emily announced, taking another bottle for herself as she spoke. She continued to sip on it, eventually finishing it by the time she finished organizing the drill. The girls started to run out to the field as the practice commenced. They focused on a variety of drills, ensuring that the mistakes that they made would not be replicated on the field again. Of course for Emily, she was focused on an entirely different practice, which she withheld from the rest of the team. Around an hour or so later, Emily called for a break and the girls all retreated back to the sideline, to rehydrate themselves. Everyone was sweating profusely and already looked exhausted. "Alright...I think that it's too hot to practice outdoors...we should head to the indoor gym for our scrimmage...it'll be cooler there." Emily announced, much to everyone's relief. She started to wheel the cooler towards the indoor facility, which was a brief walk away. She had a bottle of water in her hand, and was rapidly consuming it, even walking made her slightly tired. Emily soon led everyone inside as they were immediately greeted by a blast of chilled air conditioning. Emily led them to their field and allowed them to take a brief break, with many choosing to use the restroom before they played their game. Emily watched the girls head off to the bathroom, shaking her head slowly. "Nope...you have to practice like it's a real game...you can't use the bathroom during a game..." She reassured herself, opening another water bottle. By this point she had consumed over a liter of water, yet hardly felt an urge to pee. She simply assumed that she was sweating so much, she didn't need to go, but truthfully she had no idea why she had no urge to go to the bathroom. She simply cast it aside and glanced at her bottle. She quickly finished it as the rest of the team arrived back and Emily started to organize the teams for the scrimmage. As the girls took their positions out on the field, Emily felt the first sign of needing to pee. It seemed harmless, but it wasn't a good sign that she already had a slight urge to relieve herself. "Don't worry Emily...it's not too bad yet..." She reassured herself, taking deep breaths as the game started. The girls all started to run around the field, clearly playing to win. During a normal scrimmage, the team wouldn't have started a scrimmage by playing so hard, but after a demoralizing defeat, each girl was determined to play better and prove they deserved a spot on the team. For the first twenty minutes, Emily played exceptionally well, passing the ball around and even scoring a goal fifteen minutes into the game. She had played much better than her previous effort, and looked to bounce back. As she took her position for a free kick, Emily felt a larger tugging coming from her bladder. It was more pronounced than before, and in the cooled environment of the indoor facility, the water that she drank would trickle right into her bladder, instead of her sweating it off. She tried to cast it aside, but she could tell that with over. seventy minutes to go, it could pose a problem later on. Up until half time, Emily continued to play well, but she was starting to be bothered by her increasing urge to pee. She continued to try and hustle, but her bladder continued to send occasional signals out, indicating its need to be emptied. Soon, the slight occasional tugging sensation became a constant dull urge that seemed to magnify as half time approached. Emily went back to the sideline and pulled out a bottle of water. Despite being bothered by her growing urge, she knew she had to remain hydrated as she quickly drank the bottle, still panting heavily. The coach walked over to the two teams and discussed ways to improve each team could improve, going over positive and negative aspects. However, for Emily, she was entirely focused elsewhere. She had prepared for this after all, she wanted to have the experience of holding her pee during a game, but she still felt unprepared. She had an entire half to go, and she felt as if she might wet herself out on the field if her urge continued to grow like it had. She was hardly listening to the coach, before he noticed how disillusioned she looked. "Emily, were you listening to me?" The coach paused his discussion, and glanced at her with a skeptical eyebrow. "Hmm...oh, yeah...sorry about that coach." Emily quickly apologized, trying to divert attention from her. "Alright then...what did I just say?" The coach asked her, trying to disprove her response. "Err...I...I'm not sure..." Emily admitted openly, lowering her head. The coach frowned and narrowed his eyes in her direction. "You...as the captain should be the one most engaged with us right now. I can't have you thinking about other things right now...and I won't tolerate people who can't focus during practice. After the game...I want you to run three laps around the field...maybe it'll give you more time to focus on the game." The coach ordered, making it clear that there wasn't any room for dissent. Emily could only muster a slow nod as she made sure to listen closer to what the coach had to say. The halftime soon ended and the teams made their way back out onto the field. Emily took her position as the game resumed, with everyone feeling a bit more refreshed and energized after their brief break. As for Emily, she ran around with her teammates, and it seemed as if the break gave her a bit more energy. However, her urge to relieve herself only intensified and she ran around with an increasingly full bladder. With each step she could feel a tug at her bladder, as all of the waters she previous drank started to fill up her bladder, making it harder to move around with the energy she previously had. However, Emily knew if she could handle a practice, she could sure as hell manage a full game. Emily continued to play as hard as she could, doing her best to ignore her bladder's frequent pulses and pleas for release. She continued to run hard, pass the ball around, and put in as much effort as possible, as the game started to wind down. Her bladder was screaming for relief and it wasn't until a pause in the action when she realized how bad she had to go. She rubbed her stomach briefly, a discreet motion that wouldn't draw too much attention. However, as she rubbed her abdomen, she felt the massive bulge that had swelled up. She rubbed it briefly, finding it rock hard. If it weren't for her loose fitting athletic shirt, Emily would sure have attracted some attention with it. A brief glance up at the score clock showed that they only had five more minutes. "Come on Em...you can do it...five more minutes...just take deep breaths..." Emily attempted to assure herself, even if her bladder had other plans. She did her best to compose herself, even as play resumed. She didn't care that much about the game, all she was focused on was not trying to wet herself in front of her teammates and coach. Everyone else seemed to play on perfectly fine, but Emily was struggling out there, handicapped by an aching bladder. She couldn't help but steal glances at the scoreboard, watching the minutes tick down. Eventually, the loud buzzer sounded and the girls all started to head off. "Alright...you girls are all done for the day...good work ladies." The coach announced as everyone started to head out of the field. As Emily prepared to leave, the coach stopped her. "Excuse me Emily...where do you think you're going? Did you not forget about your attitude during halftime? You owe me three laps..." The coach pointed to the field, a stern glare on his face. Emily knew it was useless to argue with him and she started to jog down the sideline with a loud sigh. She was so close to being able to relieve herself, but now she would have to run around, with the coach watching her every move. Her bladder was pounding as she ran, desperately trying to hang on as best as she could. She finished two laps and was on the homestretch of the third when her bladder started to give in. She could feel her bladder muscles beginning to tire out, exhausted after an entire game. She started to leak out into her panties, as she tried her best to hold it in. It took all of her willpower to hold back the mighty force of her pee, but she managed to do so, only after dampening her pair of panties. She arrived back at the sideline, panting heavily. The coach nodded towards her. "Good...I hope you'll listen better next time Emily." He cautioned, motioning towards the exit doors. Emily gave a quick nod of her head as she exited, promptly heading towards the bathroom. She was jubilant on making it this far, but her expression soon soured when she reached the bathroom. A long line had formed at the bathroom, as virtually the entire team was waiting outside. None of them seemed to be in any rush, it appeared that they only had to go out of convenience. However, Emily was bursting at this point, her bladder was on the verge of bursting, and she had already shown signs of giving in. She knew she wasn't going to make it in time, especially with the long line. Emily soon jammed her hands into her crotch as she started to make her way around the facility, trying to head to the nearest alternate restroom. She knew there was one on the third floor of the facility, but she had to go up two flights of stairs in order to make it. She took a deep breath and started to run up the stairwell, her hands pressed up against her shorts as she sprinted up. She avoided the gaze of confused people who she passed, not bothering on how she looked in a time of desperate emergency. She ascended up both flights, as her bladder ached and begged for relief. Emily soon arrived at the top floor, and saw the sign for the restroom. She sprinted in, incredibly relieved to find it completely empty. As soon as she entered into her stall, her bladder muscles completely gave in and a torrential flow of pee immediately gushed out. Emily threw down her shorts and panties in a frantic manner, but not before she started to wet them slightly. She gave a deep sigh of relief as she let her bursting bladder finally have the relief that it craved for a long time. As she listened to the sound of her stream of pee splash into the toilet, Emily thought about the events that transpired. "At least I'm prepared for a real game now...although I sure hope that never happens again..." She thought to herself, snickering slightly. "But at least I know I can play soccer with a full bladder..." (Again, let me know what feedback you have, I'm always open to suggestions! I'd also be open to writing more stories with other players on the team if there's enough interest.)

Ok, This is EXTREMELY short, (Literally 1-3 sentences) But I'll share it anyway: One of my classmates (1. I cant remember when this happened 2. I was not there, she told the class.) well anyway one day she was at soccer practice, and it was raining hard. (Don't ask me why they were practicing in the rain.) So, it was raining, And She needed to pee real bad. She told the coach: "I need to pee!" (I'm not sure if she was fidgeting or holding her crotch because I wasn't there.) The coach replied: "Just Go!" No one could tell the difference between rain and urine, So she just wet herself right there. I'm sorry I couldn't go Into detail. Like I said I wasn't there. I hope this wasn't boring. (I never get anything exciting.) Anyway, I thought it might be amusing.

Okay, seeing as how the Champions League final is this Saturday, I thought I would create a topic for people to weigh in on what they thought might happen. The game will be taking place this Saturday at Wembley Stadium between. German titan, Bayern Munchen, against Borussia Dortmund. The current Bayern Munchen squad is looking unstoppable at this time with just needing to win the Champions League to complete the Treble. They were the first team in Europe to outright win their league this season, winning the Bundesliga in the shortest amount of time on record. This team has performed as a cohesive unit throughout the entire season, with outstanding play in the Champions League so far. Last years runners up will be looking to take on Dortmund, and get revenge for being beaten last year on penalties. Though Bayern has been ranked as the number two club in Europe this year, it has almost seemed as if the club's players don't have a good run of form together. Together with this, Bayern is an aging club with many of its members pushing into thirty (Gomez, Ribery, Robben, Lahm, Schweinsteiger, Van Buyten). All it would take for Bayern to slip up is for some of these members of the old guard to have an off game. Bayern is also suffering from multiple injuries with Kloos and Badstuber both out for this. Bayern had and easy semi-final run against Barcelona, who looks confused and stagnant without Messi up front. This could have put Bayern in a false sense of security. Looking towards Borussia Bortmund, you see a side that has probably had the most understated run of the year. This team has been unstoppable in Europe this year, beating out Real Madrid, Ajax, and Manchester City in the group stage, defeating a stunning looking Isco led Malaga in the Quarterfinals, and having Lewandowski decisively vanquish Real Madrid again in the Semifinal. Dortmund may have claimed second in the Bundesliga, but they have without a doubt, been one of the favourites to make it to the final of the Champions League. This team has pulled out more surprises than imaginable this year when playing such high quality teams. Without a doubt, Reus, Gotze, Lewandowski, Hummels, Piszczek, and Blaszczykowski have all had the year of their lives. The combination of Reus, Gotze, and Lewandowski up front this year has been absolutely deadly, and it has spurred on the team to do amazingly well. Jurgen Klopp has had a terrific season managing Dortmund, and they are poised to possibly beat Bayern and put and end to their Treble run. Hear is my predictions for the starting 11 on both sides: BVB: something close to a 4-2-3-1 GK: Weidenfeller LB: Schmelzer (subbed in the 70th minute for Santana) CB: Subotic, Hummels RB: Piszcek CM: Gundogan, Bender LM: Grosskreutz RM: Blaszczykowski CF: Reus ST: Lewandowski FCB: an attacking 4-3-3 GK: Neuer LB: Alaba CB: Dante, Boateng RB: Lahm (Subbed in the 60th minute for Rafinha) CM: Martinez, Scheinsteiger CAM: Mueller (possibly subbed for Kroos if fit in the 75th minute) LW: Ribery RW: Robben (if Kroos is not subbed on for Mueller, then Robben will be subbed off for Shaqiri around the 80-85 minute mark) ST: Maduzic (Subbed in the 65th minute for Gomez) Both teams are currently plagued by injury, Badstuber is out and will not play for Bayern. Most likely Boateng will fill in for in, although Van Buyten might make an appearance. Dortmund is currently missing Gotze due to a hamstring injury. It is unlikely that he will be able to play, but if he can, he will probably be subbed on in the second half for Grosskreutz, switching Reus out to play on the left. If Gotze is substituted late, Dortmund is likely to switch to a false nine formation, trying to draw the slower Bayern midfield and defense further up the pitch and allow for the faster Dortmund offense to get in behind them. Grooskreutz could also be subbed off for another midfielder and have Reus switch wide and having Gundogan shift up to act as the center forward in a false nine formation. As it stand now if Reus and Lewandowski continue their run of form, they could very well be able to unsettle Bayern enough and edge out a victory. Predictions on the score in the order that I think they are most likely: Dortmund beat Bayern 3-2 (Lewandowski (2), Reus -- Manduzic, Robben) Dortmund tie Bayern 1-1 (Reus -- Ribery) it's a coin toss on who will win on penalties Bayern beat Dortmund 4-1 (Maduzic (2), Mueller, Schweinsteiger -- Lewandowski) I am a Dortmund fan so I really would like them to win this. I will most likely live blog this here during the game. I'd love to hear what the rest of you think.