Time is Almost Up

By: Ellie

It was a scolding hot Sunday afternoon. The sun was right above us and was as hot as a frying pan. It felt like it was 100 degrees that day. My team was playing one of the best teams on the island. We were losing but all we needed to do was to score one goal. No team had been able to score on this team yet throughout the whole tournament.

It hit half time. We were still losing and still hadn’t scored yet. The sun was parallel to us high up in the sky. We moved the ball forward but kept having to defend when we lost it.

There were 10 minutes left in the game, we were tired, and we needed to score. We were playing really hard, but we could not seem to get the ball in the back of the net. We had many tries where the ball would go over the goal or the goalie would stop it. We were beginning to give up and just accept that we were not going to score. Our coach really wanted us to score because that would be a negative point against the team we were playing, even if we were already losing.

At that moment we had given up all hope of scoring. But then, my teammate Juliah kicks the ball. It soars over and lands in the back of the net. YES! In a flash, we had scored. We all ran to her, ecstatic. It felt like an eternity playing that game. When she scored it felt like a big weight had been lifted off of my body. I was so glad that we even got a chance to score. Everyone was so happy even though we were still losing. Both the team, coaches, and parents were joyful but shocked at the same time. No one expected us to score. Especially in the last couple of minutes of the game when we are most tired. We felt accomplished. We were running against the clock to score, and we beat it.

After the game, we still lost but we scored on the opposing team which gave us a point. My team was very proud because we had worked together to score a goal just in time. When the game was over, there were smiles all around and everyone was happy that we at least got a goal in the last minute.