Bionicle Eleven!

Can't they play Kolhii instead?

     A menacing white ball streaked down the field, it had been kicked with extreme force (somehow). The force of the flying ball was such that loose rocks were being lifted off the ground, and any players on the opposing team trying to intercept the ball were knocked back by its force. The team's goalkeeper reached out its hands and indeed made solid contact with the ball, but its speed hardly suffered, and the ball escaped from the goalkeeper's grasp, striking him physically and flying straight into the black maw of a replica of the Great Spirit Robot's head. This constituted a goal, and a commentator for the game in question screamed "GOOOOAL!!!!" to that effect. The ground was noticeably torn up, indicating the path of the ball's flight, and several twitching, squirming bodies of knocked out players lay scattered across the opposing team's side of the field. "Once again showing their overwhelming strength!" said the commentator, "Brotherhood Academy takes another game!" Off to the side of the field, a being even more menacing than the soccer ball that had scored the final, unnecessary goal (the score was 13-0!), stood before a Turaga that was prostrate before him. the being was rather tall, and wore a mask with two faces on it. There was a malignance in his eyes as he stared down at a Turaga that was dumbstruck at what had just happened, "You have played against our team, and lost." Said the much taller being, which lifted up its arm, and dropped a sheet of paper onto the ground in front of the Turaga. "As of today, this school is disbanded." One of the players who had participated on the winning team snickered, and raised its arm onto the air, shouting "Do it!" apparently signaling for a massive bus, much larger than any bus needs to be, to ram itself into the school they had just been playing against. The massive vehicle demolished the school completely, all for just losing a game. As one could imagine -- windows shattered, there was smoke everywhere, and entire sections of the building just crumbled. The smoke itself seemed to slice through the school, tearing it to pieces and allowing gravity to do the rest of the work. By the end of this ordeal, there was nothing left but a few stray pieces of concrete, and support beams that were quite exposed and, so embarrassed, that they too crumbled without being touched. The large bus alone was the only thing left standing amongst the ruins, a pair of flags waving upon its roof in obnoxious triumph. The malignant being that had been talking to the Turaga earlier let out a faint chuckle to himself -- this was one of many schools that he had magnanimously received permission to demolish like this. And it would not be the last.