Creative Writing: Barneda

Second half kicked off, and the rain started to come down, which was making the game harder to play due to the wet surface. Even though there were many setbacks, Martin was still determined to win. His team needed to break the 0-0 scoreline. Most of the second half was held scoreless until the last minute when Martin’s teammate Paul crossed him the ball. Martin fought and jumped over two Aiken defenders to head the ball into the net. A sense of joy filled Martin as the crowd started cheering. He ran to celebrate with his team. All of a sudden the whistle blew, and the game ended. Martin helped his team make history. As he looked out at crowd, Martin realized this was one of the happiest moments in his

There was about 15 seconds left and I had been working my cross arm series with him but not getting anything. At the end of the first period it was 2-0.

I looked at the time and it was 11:30 am, time for me to start heading to the stadium. The game was

“Wow, Aren’t you cool man. Guess what we still have more ball to play, so i’d think about that before you say something else dumb,” Austin snapped back.

The ball moves to the feet of the other team. The rest of the team sets up to build an attack. I began to mark up on my player so he could not receive a pass. My team gets the ball and we are making a quick run to our goal. I moved into position and called for the ball. My teammate plays the ball to me and I turn to the goal and see four defenders between me and a shot at the goal. At this

We were all set up on the field ready for the game, I remember closing my eyes forabout a minute before the game started, that minute felt like 10 years, I froze and thought aboutmyself when I was 3 years old and how I first fell in love with the game and how my ultimatedream was to become pro, I remember the hours of pain and suffering I put myself through tobecome the player I was today, I remembered waking up at 4 a.m. on school mornings to go forruns so that I could run longer in games,I remember skipping parties and hanging with friendsso that I could train, I remembered everything, but one thing truly hit me was how much soccerwas there for me growing up my parents argued a lot and when I was feeling sad and lonely Iwould go train at the fields and it would hell my sorrow. Growing up in a household when yourparents are constantly fighting is difficult, but soccer was my out lit it was my therapist. Duringthe time of their divorce I felt like I had no one but soccer so I decided I need to give back to thegame. Soccer did so much for me, so I wanted to prove to it that it wasn't a waste of time andthat I would make something out of the game. I opened my eyes and didn't feel human anymore Ididn't feel in control of my own body the sport had taken over me for the better. I remembermoments when I was running and it didn't even feel like my feet were touching the floor

"Now would anybody be interested to play in the interschool sports A1 soccer grand final?"

“One, two, three goals? Dang Eve, you’re getting pretty good at this.” Her father also known as her soccer coach said.

with a sense of rising excitement that there could be only one goal left. For the first time in his

“Coach is right cheer up”, some of teammate told “Jeff you you even got the man of the match.

Madrid had the ball and it was Modric, one of their midfielders who was dribbling. I made Sergio Busquets ( defensive midfield) do a slide tackle. The ball ricocheted on Modric’s foot and went straight to Ousmane Dembele ( left forward ). Then came the mind blowing moves. He dribbled past the midfield and the forward. Then, he sombrero flicked Carvajal ( opposition’s right back), nutmegged Sergio Ramos ( opposition’s center back). Then he shot. The goalie jumped and punched the ball. The ball was over Dembele. What could he do. He decided to attempt a bicycle. The perfectly timed and monitored shot

With Arsenal by now well and truly deflated, the Reds then saw out the last 13 minutes untroubled to earn an important and crucial victory at Anfield . It was a sensational performance from the Reds, and one which saw a third straight win recorded over Wenger’s side for the first time since 1997.

“Ya, don’t you get scared when the ball comes speeding at you. Like in the first half, we were losing, but because you were so persistent to not let the balls go into the goal we won.”

My seat was right on the edge of kickoff. I start clapping as the lads come off the tunnel. A few minutes later, the match kicks, all my personal problems and trouble seems to dissipate. There is just something comforting or comfortable watching the lads play. As we go deep into the game, I can hear nearby people giving their own views and thoughts on hIt took me days to realise that just how lucky I am to come Texas in Summer. I was watching a match that millions of people dream to watch, this match to me was once a lifetime opportunity. People would pre book tickets months before the match but still they couldn't get the ticket. This game was my first and the only one yet, so this day has a huge importance in my life, lots of memories were created.So, it's finally “THE DAY”, after days of waiting it's finally the derby day. I woke up with excitement, after having my lunch , it was two slice of brown bread and scrambled egg. I got to my car with my friend, who was waiting outside. Then begins the journey, a three hour road trip to Houston. While on highway i could see many people wearing the Red jersey. After two hours of driving we stopped in a nearby fast food cafe to have some sandwich, the sandwich was very bad, there were no veggies inside it, it was thin as a blade. We then continued our trip.

POW! I dive left to go for the save. The game had just ended and we were now in the penalty shootout. I had to make so many saves in the game to get us to a PK shootout. Back in March, my parents signed me up for the soccer camp with a friend. Last year my parents won a ticket for the soccer camp, at first I did not want to go but since the camp was full and there were no other tickets I had to go so I did. After the first two days I really liked the camp, by the end of it I realized that it would have been more fun with a friend. This year we got a friend that could go to it this time. There were supposed to be three of us, but one of the friend’s parent forgot to sign their kid into the camp. This was my most unforgettable week of my life because this was just such a good camp, plus I got one of my highlights of my goalie career to me.