Wind of change

Casting a brilliant glow on the surface, the mighty sun illuminated brightly in the sky. Wisps of clouds lazily stretched across the vast pale blue canvas like brushstrokes from a painter's hand. 

Basking under the gentle warmth of the morning sun, some individuals dressed in blue could be seen on a certain field. 

They were lazily stretching their bodies while chatting idly with each other. Occasional laughter could be heard among them. 

"Did you hear about the transfers?" 

One of them inquired. 

"Yeah, it feels like catastrophe has hit us," another individual with short black hair sighed. 

"How could the management sell so many players in one go?" another individual complained while stretching his legs. 

"Indeed, losing five starting players will definitely hurt."