The year 2011, this was the last year of our high school when our school ( aaa) planned to participate in an inter-school mini-soccer tournament. The major difference of this tournament to an original soccer tournament was that the team should have seven players instead of the regular eleven team players and a time limit of twenty minutes per half with ten minutes break in half time which is different from an original match where each half consist of forty-five minutes of play and fifteen minute half-time break. It was a great moment for us where we could show our potential in soccer. Immediately we planned our team and practiced for some days. The great moment arrived when we were being taken to XX Private School for the first match of the soccer tournament. The match was against the host XX Private School and it was the first match of the tournament as well.
“I can’t believe it”, said Axe with a huge grin “we are actually going to play an inter-school match”. My obvious reply to his words was, “Yeah! Then what?” .The most anticipated moment arrived and the referee called on the captains from both sides to come for the toss. ‘Heads’ was the call from our captain and our run of luck starts with the defeat in the toss and the opponents choose their side of the ground and we were given the chance to start with the ball.
“Guys, we have to play well and win this match for ourselves as well as the school,” Boster, the captain of our team announced.
“Yes, this is for our school,” all of us shouted. A huge roar from our supporting crowd is heard when we entered the field and positioned ourselves. Then there was the motivating words from our cheerleaders, “Go,go,go I.S.E.H.S, AAA ,go.”
There came the whistle and our attacker, Asif, started off with a short back pass to our mid- fielder, Kites. I was the mid fielder in my team and my job was to attack for the team momentarily and retreat to defend the side as well. Aggression was the key to our team success in the past and we continued to show aggression in the field by constantly having the maximum ball possession in our opponents playing zone.
Roar from the crowd from both the team supporters was the prime point of attention as the noise level in the field was so high that we had trouble communicating with each other. We had to shout out loud so that we can hear each other talk. Attacking and counter attacking was the main hardship during the first 10 minutes of the match. Each failed attack from both of the team resulted in a big boo from the crowd. The cheerleaders of both the team were constantly chanting and encouraging their school team.
“We have to do something and take a lead,” shouted our skipper, Boxter. The honey came to us in the twelfth minute of the match when our opposition goal keeper miscued a kick resulting in the ball being passed on to our attacker, Asif, and without missing the chance he shot the ball hard and fast enough for the opposition goal keeper to let it go to the goal post through his legs.
“GOAL!” this was the roar that was heard from our supporting crowd as well as our cheerleader. Then came the chant from our cheer leaders “Go,go,go I.S.E.H.S, AAA,go.” The moment of joy from our team and supporters could not stay for long as our opponents, XX Private Schools, struck back with a quick goal in the next minute. There was a direct pass from their defender to their attacker and they neatly scored without having any obstacles from our defenders. That moment was their time for the cheer and their supporters leapt with joy and cheer leader chanted their fight song. They got reenergized after this goal and their playing possession and aggression became harder for us to deal with. We were being downplayed by them in every department of the game from defending to the attacking possession. They were happier when I felt down on the field with a cramp on my right leg during the...