Kyle Holmsen


Soccer


You dribble the ball all the way down the field to score. Your body is tense, as the crowd counts on you to make the goal. You feel the intense heat and pressure running through your veins. It's now only you and the goalie. You shoot, and the ball soars through the air. The crowd gasps. You see the goalie dive for the ball... and miss. You made the goal! You're standing there in shock as you hear the whistle blow longer than normal, meaning that the game has ended! Your teammates cheer! The crowd goes wild! You've won the game!

Submitted: Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, February 17, 2010

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