My Last Soccer Game

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Passes were flying, brisk and beautifully, to their intended targets. The kicks, arched with perfection, barely kissed the ground before their departure was rocketed off in direction of the stark white goal posts. As I gazed around the field, I gathered this sense of calm from my team mates. The scoreboard counted down towards start of the game as the breeze whispered to me a silent farewell. But the breeze wasn't my concern at this point; we were about to play Richland center and I had a good feeling that today was going to be one to remember.

Coach called everyone over to the gleaming metal benches located on the Richland center Track that surrounds the football field. In this instance however, it also doubled as the soccer field for the girls spring soccer season. The stands adjacent to the field held the family and friends of the competing athletes. Indeed, we must have looked like caged entertainment with the chain-link fence that skirted the outer edges of the track. As Coach finished his pep talk, we lined up in numerical order-something reserved for highschoolers, seeing is that everyone expects us to be able to count! The nerves were about to reach their peek as both teams shook hands and stated the ritual, “ good luck!” The announcer quickly murdered our last names, and continued to announce the other eleven starting players from our rival team. Then came the national anthem. I know I shouldn't be complaining about this, but when you have to listen to a million renditions of it, you tend to become very picky on the ones you do and do not like. And this was one of those that fell under the “do not like” categories. It was slow. It was boring. And it lasted about 5 minutes too long.

Everyone was shaking off the sleepiness that had set in as the country singer was blaring her last note. We huddled shoulder to shoulder discussing the game that was about unfold. Our game plan was total domination, our slogan was “TEAM”, and our...
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