This choice: The greatest soccer goal ever • Go Back...Chapter #8The greatest soccer goal ever by: scriptboy As soon as he got into the house, he ran back to his room. He barely had enough time to get dressed for soccer. Not only was he short on time, but his own soccer kit no longer fit him.
“Try out Adrian’s old soccer uniform. He won’t be wearing it since he’s in college, anyway. Once you arrive at the field, ask coach Jones to get you a bigger uniform!” his mom told him. Adrian was Seth’s older brother who was a freshman in college, so he was no longer at home. Seth started to wear more of Adrian’s clothing since his stuff was another size bigger. Now that Seth’s muscles had grown, he was able to wear all of Adrian’s clothes.
“Wow, what is Adrian gonna say when he sees me now?” Seth grinned, as he got suited up. “My muscles are bigger than his!”
Once Seth was dressed, he grabbed his gym bag and his cleats, and he ran out the door since the park was only a mile away from their house. With his new, muscular legs, running to the park was a light jog for Seth. His powerful legs got him there in just a few minutes, and he arrived there without feeling tired or winded.
As he walked up to the field, he spotted Richard, his teammate whom he always shared the bench with during soccer games. Both Seth and Richard were the reserves on the team and they rarely, if ever, got to see any play time.
“Whoa! What happened to YOU?” Richard gasped as he saw Seth for the first time. “You got muscles all over! Your legs are HUGE!”
Richard had noticed how Seth’s forearms had bulged, his shoulders were much wider and how Seth’s quads were twice as wide as the day before.
“Dude, I don’t know what’s going on, to be honest. My mom took me to the hospital where they had me checked out for drugs and so on. But they couldn’t find anything at all so, here I am. I’m completely healthy!” Seth just shrugged. “All I remember is drinking four cartons of milk during recess the other day. I just got bigger muscles now, that’s all!”
“Dude, bigger muscles mean that you’re a lot stronger! That also means that you can run faster and kick the ball harder. I hope the coach will let you play today!” Richard reasoned. “We’re gonna need your big leg muscles because we’re facing the Texans, and they’re a tough team to beat! They have never lost to us! You gotta tell me more about the milk you had the other day, because I want some of that now!”
“Ask for milk during lunch on Monday and Mrs. Sanders will give you some. I had some of that and my muscles have been growing ever since. I think Julian also had some of that milk. You might have a growth spurt, just like me!” Seth explained. “In the meantime, my mom called the coach, so I might get some playing time for the first time in like… forever!”
The game finally got started. The announcer came on to the mic and announced the starting lineup for the Texans, who were the visitors, and for the Hurricanes, who were the home team. Seth was playing for the Hurricanes, but he and Richard were just on the bench, as usual.
The game got off to a rough start. The Texans were tough, fast, and strong. Within the first fifteen minutes, they had already scored their first goal. All their players were completely dressed in red jerseys, socks, and shorts, so they were easy to recognize. Charlie, the goalie for the hurricanes, was having a tough time since he was constantly getting shots from the Texans’ strikers.
Finally, late in the second half of the grueling match, one of the Hurricanes managed to score. The score was tied at 1-1. If the score remained the same at the end of regulation time, then they would need to go into overtime, and nobody wanted to see that happen.
During the last attack launched by the Texans, one of the strikers shot the ball straight at the Hurricanes’ goal. Charlie moved into position and the soccer ball struck him in the face, knocking the poor kid hard and sending him down on the grass. Several people ran towards him to see if he was okay. Charlie was unconscious for a few minutes, and he had to be carried off the field in a stretcher.
“Seth! Hey, SETH!” the coach shouted. “Go in! You’re gonna be in the goal for Charlie. GO NOW!”
“Yes, coach!” Seth responded, as he leaped from the bench and ran towards the goal, where he got ready to defend against any attack from the Texans. He only needed to guard the goal for a few more minutes.
A group of players came rushing towards Seth with the ball, as they attempted to score the winning goal. One of them kicked the ball hard, shooting the ball in the corner. But Seth saw the ball coming and he made a dive for the ball, reflecting it off his gloves. Then he got up and picked up the ball with his hands as the players started running towards the opposite end of the field, anticipating the fact that Seth was going to throw or kick the ball to one of his own teammates.
“Let’s get this ball as far away from here as possible!” Seth mumbled to himself as he set the ball on the turf before him. He took a few steps and kicked the ball with his right boot as hard as possible. Thanks to his big, thick, and muscular legs, he had even surprised himself when he saw how high and how far he had caused the soccer ball to soar across the soccer field.
For a moment, everything had stopped. Time was standing still. Nobody had moved as every player was standing on the pitch, looking up at the sky and wondering when and where the soccer ball would come down. The flight of the ball seemed to last forever, as it just seemed to hang in mid air as it traveled the full length of the field.
Aaron, the Texans’ goalie, could only see the ball coming straight towards him like an incoming missile, flying high in the sky and soaring straight at him at high speed and at a steep angle. What was he going to do? Aaron stepped out of the goal and waited for the ball to land, hoping to catch it with his hands. But, when he saw how hard it was coming, he decided to let the ball bounce first. Once he realized that the ball was coming harder and faster than he had anticipated, he noticed that he had stepped too far from the goal.
When the ball came down and bounced on the turf, it landed right in front of Aaron before it bounced up again. But Aaron couldn’t reach the ball with his hands, and he could only look on as the ball flew right at the open goal!
“Oh, no! No! NOOOO!” Aaron screamed as he started running after the wild soccer ball, which soared straight into the net at the back of the goal.
From Seth’s point of view, he couldn’t see what was going on at first because he just saw all the players standing on the field before him.
Suddenly, all his teammates started screaming as they all started to run towards him.
“GOAL! SETH! YOU DID IT! YOU SCORED THE WINNING GOAL!”
“GOOAAAAAALLLL!”
“SETH!! YOU WON THE GAME FOR US!!”
Richard came off the bench and leaped up against Seth, knocking him over before all the other players piled on top of them. After a minute of sheer jubilation, the game continued, until the referee blew the final whistle and the Hurricanes ended up beating the Texans for the very first time in history with a score of 2-1.
Seth was the biggest hero of the game, and the coach immediately made him a starter on the team. The kids were all crazy that day, and the whole team got treated to pizza at their favorite restaurant.
At the pizza place, everyone wanted to know how Seth got so muscular and some of the members of the soccer team decided to ask for milk to drink during lunch on Monday afternoon during school.
Who was the next kid to try tainted milk at middle school?
indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
| Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
<<-- Previous · Outline · Recent Additions © Copyright 2024 scriptboy (UN: scriptboy64 at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
scriptboy has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work within this interactive story. Poster accepts all responsibility, legal and otherwise, for the content uploaded, submitted to and posted on Writing.Com. |