After I lost the Play offs
if u wanna mess with me, think twice. Im tough 4 a 10 yr old. and a bit inappropiate..
ok, get this. I lost the first play offs game, and the score was 2 -0. heres why:
their first goal: the ball was headed for my teammates face, so instinctively, she covered her face with her hands, and the ball hit her hands. The ref called a handball, and the other team got a penalty kick.
the second 1: i was in defense, and i tried to block her, but i was side tackled. no penalty.
so i was pretty p!sed. after i drank my GREEN gatorade, and fixed my GREEN hairsprayed hair, i approached the ref with my teammate Cara(the handball 1), and Meredith(some girl on tht team cursed at her).
"HEY! Your the ref?" i said, kinda more like barked.
"Yeah, do you see the shirt?" he said.
"Yes, i see the shirt. My friend over here," i pointed to cara, "Didnt get a handball. She was pratecting her face! How is that a handball? And my other friend over here," i pointed to Meredith, "Someone cursed at her. Thats a foul. And I was side tackled. You saw. Did I hear a whistle? No!" i was talking very loudly.
"Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?" he asked.
"I think I am someone who stands up for what she thinks is wrong" i snapped.
"Did your parents teach you respect"
"They did. I learned. I'm just not showing you any"
"Well obviously"
"Next year, when I'm in 6th grade, I'll come back. Believe me, thats when your going to get the real he'll" i said, and walked away, sticking up a certain finger.
man, im good. So, I was more mad at the ref, than the dark blue team. When I got back, my coach hi fived me, and my teammates slapped my back. I know it sounds a bit unrealistic, but ask
Ronweazleyzgirlfriend, or Katie, and shell tell u.
their first goal: the ball was headed for my teammates face, so instinctively, she covered her face with her hands, and the ball hit her hands. The ref called a handball, and the other team got a penalty kick.
the second 1: i was in defense, and i tried to block her, but i was side tackled. no penalty.
so i was pretty p!sed. after i drank my GREEN gatorade, and fixed my GREEN hairsprayed hair, i approached the ref with my teammate Cara(the handball 1), and Meredith(some girl on tht team cursed at her).
"HEY! Your the ref?" i said, kinda more like barked.
"Yeah, do you see the shirt?" he said.
"Yes, i see the shirt. My friend over here," i pointed to cara, "Didnt get a handball. She was pratecting her face! How is that a handball? And my other friend over here," i pointed to Meredith, "Someone cursed at her. Thats a foul. And I was side tackled. You saw. Did I hear a whistle? No!" i was talking very loudly.
"Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?" he asked.
"I think I am someone who stands up for what she thinks is wrong" i snapped.
"Did your parents teach you respect"
"They did. I learned. I'm just not showing you any"
"Well obviously"
"Next year, when I'm in 6th grade, I'll come back. Believe me, thats when your going to get the real he'll" i said, and walked away, sticking up a certain finger.
man, im good. So, I was more mad at the ref, than the dark blue team. When I got back, my coach hi fived me, and my teammates slapped my back. I know it sounds a bit unrealistic, but ask
Ronweazleyzgirlfriend, or Katie, and shell tell u.
4 Comments
Thts my Lil cuz! And Yes tht did happen. I was cracking up. During the game, wen a blu kicked the ball off the field, so u got to throw it in, and I was wearing the green t shirt with black duck tape stripes, and a # 12 on the bck, so the blu tht kicked it out scowled at me. Hehe. To honor u, I stuck my tongue at her! Ya gotta luv cousins!
Good job
Your awesome!
thnkz. well, i do stand up for thing...