Kido was getting tired, but he had to help Dante! They just needed one goal to win, and they would have had it had his aim been better a second ago. Running towards the other team again, he hoped that they could catch up soon. Then they could finish the game and get a break. For now, though, he would have to keep running. 

Felice ran up towards the goal as fast as he could, hoping to get fairly close before the others caught up to Liz. Assuming that everything went well, they might actually score! Of course, anything could still happen, but he might not mind too much if something else did. He was almost ready to move on from the game. But he didn't like the idea of losing to Dante...Hmm...not much to do but hope, he guessed. He still had to prepare dinner, so he would get over it if they did lose.