Houston Basketball Game

We had traveled in the minivan for 5 hours, for a group of 13 year old boys this trip felt like eternity. However, our excitement kept us all jaunting to each other about silly middle school shenanigans, who can dougie better, and how we were all going to “murk” this tryout. Johnny Evans, Malik Chatman, Gavin Rose, Ronnie Fountain, and I were all selected to try-out for the 14u Team South football team. This team would represent all the best players in the southeast and clash them against other regions best athletes. This would be a 3 day try-out. After leaving Orlando, the van had finally reached its destination. Coach Rose jingled to the car “Atlanta is the place to be, with orange peaches and southern tea,” we all stared at Gavin as his face turned as red as a Crayola. We pulled into the lot of the hotel all participating athletes had been assigned right off of I-75. We all unloaded the van of our luggage proceeded to the check in, Coach got the keys for room 325 and 326. I was so tired of riding in back of the van that I did not really care how the room would look as long as I could put my bags down and fall right into the bed. Malik, Johnny and I entered our room 326 to the right was with a bathroom sink, a mirror, and shower. On the left, a mini kitchen with a stove, island table, and refrigerator. In front of us, there were two wooden dressers pinned together with a television on top. Near the window, there was a small table with a lamp as well as chair in the corner.

It was two weeks before the state championship game and Ella and her team had been working really hard to win. Every year Ella's team had made it to state and every year they had lost in the first round. Ella wanted to change that this year and so far it looked like Ella and her team were on the right track. They got up at 5 AM every morning to go to practice at 5:30 and then turned around to go to practice at 3 everyday after school. Their coach drilled them so hard that they could've done every play, drill, and made every shot in their sleep.

Dalton had 2 games at 12:30,and 5:25 and Jersey had 2 games at 10:05,and 2:00. So it would be a busy day. Their dad Bradley Ashtin who played for Sporting KC had a game on Sunday against Real Salt Lake on the twins birthday. It was going to be a surprise for them. Their mom would take them to one of their favorite restaurants and then take them to the stadium. But, they wouldn’t know where they were going to their father´s game . Real Salt Lake are one of the best teams, Bradley and his team played in their whole season. So there dad could watch their games on Saturday. Once they were dressed, they were all ready to go to Overland Park. Overland Park had turf fields, so the ball would roll faster than on regular grass at Legacy and other places. Dalton’s team was playing a really good team from Oklahoma called The Evolution. Once they got there and got settled the teams were ready and were ready to watch Dalton's game. At halftime, it was 2-1 Dalton’s team was winning by 1. One of his teammates Owen scored in the 10’ minute, then the Evolution scored in the 12’ minute. Eventually, Dalton scored in the 20’ minute. By then it was halftime. When it was halftime Jersey and Bradley would usually pass and shoot the ball together. Dalton’s team won all their games 2-1,1-0, and 2-0. Jersey won 2 games and lost one 3-1, 1-0, and 0-2. After their games they went back home to chill and watch some tv. By then both the twins were asleep on the couch watching the Kansas City Chiefs vs Oakland Raiders. That Sunday morning, it was the twins 19 birthday. After their games, their mom would take them back to the house to change and go to the twins favorite restaurant to eat. After they would eat they would go to Children's Mercy Park in Kansas City, Kansas. The kids thought they were just picking up their dad from practice. By then the twins were walking in when they heard

“I know we just met, but I can trust an Inheritor of Pele. I don't think I can face my father in this state right now."

“Or else this will happen,” Fortis says. He runs and snatches the bag of money out of his hands and his gun.

“We might have to take you off the field for the rest of the quarter?” the other said.

“Hello? Anybody there?” As the guy wanders around all he remembered was throwing the ball at the last second. All that he’s hearing right now is torture. He continues to walk forward as his steps continue to echo within the darkness. The game was canceled due to the power outage, but was it really a power outage? While he thinks on what happened. He spots a dead end with a note on it. He read it. “Look behind you.” He

"That's perfectly fine. My parents will be close to us on the bleachers during the football game tonight. I think its the perfect opportunity for your dad to meet my parents." He

“Yeah!” I shouted. The coach started the tryout by letting all the participants to run while he time our speed. After that, he threw some passes and all the participants one by one have to catch it. At last, he divided the team and he let us play a game. Mike and Steve are on my team, I was the quarterback because I have a good arm that I throw the ball so fast and accurate like a missile. However, we won because of me and the score was 8-10. “What happened in the game?” asked Steve. “You didn’t follow our

"Oh? Well, you thought you saw something!" Coach Bullog imitated ringing his hands in the air just as a bolt of lightning lacerated through the sky. “Well next time you see something, throw the ball!”

A girl walked in, Kerri. She was to direct him around the school and show him around. Paul mentioned that he didn’t need help, she believed him and left him alone for the rest of the day without question. A few days later, after school, Paul had soccer tryouts and was really excited. When he arrived, the coach, Mr. Walski, explained that everyone makes the team, but not everyone gets to go to all the games. Only 15 students are able to ride the bus, there for only 15 players can go. Paul wasn’t the slightest bit worried, and after showing up Gino, the team captain, he knew he had a spot. When Paul arrived home after soccer, he received news that Mike Costello had died at football practice from a lightning strike. Erik and Arthur had delivered the news like it was water, tasteless, and unimportant. That's because it was, now the Erik Fisher Football Dream could live on. Arthur and Erik forgot about it and football practice proceeded the next day as if nothing had happened. During this, Mrs. Fisher complained about how unreal the team was being. She decided to contact parents. Because of this, the school was receiving mass amounts of phone calls. Coach Warner and Mr. Fisher decided to organize a meeting to settle

“Of course I am, but I still think we will lose if I have to play.”, I replied

“I think I’m just going to watch some old movies tonight,” he responded to his father’s request, hoping to not hurt his feelings about not wanting to go to the game.

Two boys, Alex and Hunter , who were best friends, like pees in a pod, were walking out of the athlete locker room on the second floor. Both of them were wearing their SHS Track and Field windbreaker jackets, which were both a size small, and fit them loosely because of their height and size. They had just gotten done with their individual and team sports gym class, and where about to head to seventh period. They were talking about their track meet that they were going to be having on Saturday, and Hunter was cracking jokes as he always did, no matter the circumstances. Sometimes it got on Alex’s nerves, but most of the time, he didn’t mind. Neither of them had any idea what was about to happen. Alex was on his phone playing his new game,

“Honey,” Dad said, placing his hand over Mum’s own. “We know our boys. They’re not