Football

Football, the the sport I love most in the world and the sport where I have one of the best reputation for defence in my team. Let me tell you about a time that I could never have felt more elated in my life...

It was a usual freezing cold but very sunny Saturday when I jumped the chain fence and hurtled like a dog down towards my team at the sports fields at Jellie Park. Nothing in the first half was unusual but nothing could prepare me for what happened next. "Max, Max pass," I called. The ball flew out of nowhere and somehow found its way to my foot. It all happened quickly: the ball so carefully lobbed to my foot and the surprise that everybody in front was marked so I had a free run to the goal, naturally everyone marking my team went to get the ball off me but none the less I thought "keep calm, steady, aim, SHOOT!" What looked to me like a hard and fast shot slid casually in between a tight gap between the goalkeeper and the post! I felt ecstatic, I had done it, it had scored my first (and probably last) goal of the season!

I had never felt more alive as I stepped into the car, even if I hadn't got player of the day. I hoped next Saturday I'd have the same sort of luck I had this game, but I brushed it off and started thinking of the fact I had scored.