Grass as green as a mature lime, the area bounds recently painted and the target post stood strong from the towering winds which analyzed them. The moon was outside viewing on the pitch as though it had been watching over the area. A tune played represented the nation as 22 players stood side by side divided by 3 referees. Shortly after a whistle was blown off and kickoff started. It was a closing between two rival enemies which represented the exact same town. This match would make a decision as to what color the area would be till the 2 giants fulfilled again. It was the closing to the Ontario Cup both groups worked hard for up for this time, no handouts have been awarded. I have dreamed of this moment for the entire year, it had been my objective to win this match and I'd finally reached the point to take action. I knew that the player quite well he had been right footed and was so awful that switching towards his away side therefore when I managed to conquer him I'd be apparent. I did one measure over and that he came with a crunching tackle catching ankle on his way throughout the ball. This was a no telephone but I was not able to run, the ball was set out of drama and my trainer ran on the area to cope with the harm. He'd think me not able to continue and that I had been taken off the area for the remaining first half.
I tapped my trainer on the shoulder and said"I am prepared" with the conclusion within my voice my trainer without hesitation signalled into the lines guy to get a substitution on another out. I than returned into the match, starting off slow since I could feel a little bit of pain in my ankle. The adrenaline compared to got to me was back going at full speed sending spans and beating defenders into 50/50 balls. The match was tied 0-0 after 90 minutes and today we are led to penalty workouts. I was to measure and that I put the ball onto a patch of grass so I would find a clean attack. I barred it at the bottom left corner. The players and parents in my team cheered. They scored their first effort. He hit it right off the ground right place and in. Another team now must score to tie this up. Our goalie makes a large stop straight down the center. We are now able to win it, with only 1 twist of the ball. Chris measures up areas the ball and sent it into the upper corner of the internet and it's all over. North York is gloomy. I awakened the next morning in unbelief nearly as though it was a fantasy.