Izaak
White and Black Spheres
GOAL. 1-1. I could hear my coaches, teammates, and all of our teams’ supporters yelling, screaming.
The soccer 7 year old semi-finals game had started wrong. The other team scored first 1-0. “YES!” yelled the other team and their supporters. There was whistling and yelling from the crowd as we all ran back to our respective positions on our correct side of the field. We were all mad and sad and now we meant business because we were a goal down. The game had not started well.
We shot and passed, but we just couldn’t score. They couldn’t score either because we were defending well on the back lines. I even dared to go up despite my coach yelling at me not to go up field. I did not care, they hadn’t scored yet, I would stay back if they scored but they hadn’t. I once again went upfield, now sprinting! My teammate had the ball and was fighting for possession of the ball with five opponents and the goalie. “Ball, ball!” I yelled. The ball came at my feet, without hesitation I kicked it at the goal.
GOAL. 1-1. I could hear my coaches, teammates, and all of our teams’ supporters yelling, screaming.
The soccer 7 year old semi-finals game had started wrong. The other team scored first 1-0. “YES!” yelled the other team and their supporters. There was whistling and yelling from the crowd as we all ran back to our respective positions on our correct side of the field. We were all mad and sad and now we meant business because we were a goal down. The game had not started well.
We shot and passed, but we just couldn’t score. They couldn’t score either because we were defending well on the back lines. I even dared to go up despite my coach yelling at me not to go up field. I did not care, they hadn’t scored yet, I would stay back if they scored but they hadn’t. I once again went upfield, now sprinting! My teammate had the ball and was fighting for possession of the ball with five opponents and the goalie. “Ball, ball!” I yelled. The ball came at my feet, without hesitation I kicked it at the goal.
GOAL. 1-1. I could hear my coaches, teammates, and all of our teams’ supporters yelling, screaming.
Powers Unleashed
It was the summer solstice; just the day Izaak and the crew wouldn’t get attacked right? Wrong. Dead wrong. The crew was fighting for their lives, taking whatever cover was possible. Dehydration would kill them eventually, right? That was the least of their worries! They were almost going to give in to fatigue when Izaak yelled “Super!”. Everyone yelled “Fire, alien killing, expelliarmus, snake repellant tornado!”
The team had met then and there to fight their mortal enemies. They had mysteriously gotten super powers (Izaak: wind, Danny: fire) after being knocked cold. At least it still worked as their flu-shot?! Then they had joined with: Daniel X and his crew, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermoine Granger. Also the Kane kids. They had just been ambushed by numbers 1-8 excluding 4 Voldemort and, Aphopis. They could rest. For now.
The team had met then and there to fight their mortal enemies. They had mysteriously gotten super powers (Izaak: wind, Danny: fire) after being knocked cold. At least it still worked as their flu-shot?! Then they had joined with: Daniel X and his crew, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermoine Granger. Also the Kane kids. They had just been ambushed by numbers 1-8 excluding 4 Voldemort and, Aphopis. They could rest. For now.