The great game

I was on the highway driving to my first soccer game. I play for willamete soccer club. I finally got there. I was visitor. The other team was home. We lined up and started the game. My teammates went to the goal and scored. Our score backfired. The other team scored. We scored again. 1-2. We were winning. They scored. 2-2. Now the subs came in. After the subs came in it was like magic. We started to score more goals. We scored two more goals. 2-4. Tweet! 10 minute halftime. We drank some water and our coach told us his plan. After our coach told us his plan we went to play. I scored right at the start. 2-5. They started with the ball because we scored. They ran right past us, but we ran quickly and caught up to him and took the ball away from him. I passed it to him and he scored. 2-6. Tweet! Tweet1 The game had ended. We beat then 2-6.

Lowrie soccer feild

I was running to the soccer field on Lowrie primary school grounds. Most people were on the field picking their teams and picking to play on. I know it sounds weird because typically a school has only one field but, Lowrie  doesn't have one field but, three fields. We picked the biggest field that Lowrie had then started to play. We had picked the teams by then. We lined up (which means that somebody on your team passes you the ball in the center of the field and starts to play). My teammate passed me the ball. I ran up, passed an offender with a zoom, dodged a defender with the Maradona. Then I scored a goal. The count was 1-0. Our team was winning. They had the ball now. I ran up to him but he passed it before I could get the ball. I intercepted it. Although I didn't see someone charging at me, but right before he got to to the ball I passed it to my teammate and he scored. 2-0. Then the whistle blew. We ran to line. We beat the other team!