Term 17 Commentator Tryouts

It was that time of year again, the beginning of a new year at Beauxbatons meaning it was once again time for quidditch tryouts. This was one of the professor's favorite times to be the flying instructor, however it could also be very stressful to choose students for the teams especially since their were only two teams and a ton of students wanting to be on those two teams. However she was always able to decide in the end and she just loved the happy looks on the students faces when they flew around the pitch and you could always see that moment when each one of them finally got some confidence in their tryout performance. There used to be a time when she could just hold all of the tryouts for both teams and the commentators at the same time now she had to stagger them throughout the day. The final tryouts this Saturday morning was the tryouts for the commentators.

Professor Bowen walked out onto the quidditch pitch to see a group of excited students standing in the center, some scared looking and others confident. She stood in the middle and quickly got everyones attention, "Alright everyone welcome to this years Quidditch Commentator Tryouts." She said loud enough for everyone to hear her. "How this is going to work is like this. Some decoy players will play out a small portion of a quidditch match and each one of you will take turns giving your comments on the match as if it were a real game." She told them all slowly to be sure they all understood. "Alright so with that let's get started. She finished before starting the tryouts.

ooc:
-You are to post strictly in character and write a one shot of your character going through their turn.
-Be sure to give enough detail in the post to help the Ministers make an accurate decision about who to pick.
-Message your house's Minister with any questions

Sophie stood patiently for Professor Bowen to stop talking so she could start talking. She sized up the competition. No way any of them were going to beat her. She was going to blow them away with her performance. If nothing else, she was doing it for Isobel. She'd promised her. 

When her name was called, she sauntered her way to the stand. She giggled and twirled her hair as the decoy players got set up. "On this absolutely lovely day, it's the Green team playing the Blue team!" She paused for effect. "Ooh, yes, apparently it's Feu versus Cerisier? Whoopsies. My bad. Bear with me. First year probs," she giggled loudly into the mic. "Feu has the Quaffle-no surprise there-Cerisier chasers just can't keep up. Two of them in particular seem to be lagging behind!" she trilled in a sing-songy voice.

"Aw, that poor Beater is completely trapped by the Chasers!" Sophie exclaimed with mock sympathy. "How ever will he get out; of course, by hitting his Bludger, how awfully clever of him! Feu scores again, 30-10. Meanwhile, the Seekers are battling for the-the-what is it called again? The Switch? Oh, ooh yes, it's called the Snitch. I must say the Snitch is absolutely tiny. Now, they seem to be getting in a bit of a tussle over this-oh my-now, it seems a bit silly to be fighting this much over a little ball, doesn't it?" 

Sophie handed the mic back to Professor Bowen with a little giggle. "Thank you," she smiled as she skipped away. She didn't bother looking at the next person in line, they didn't stand a chance.