As jalaza stepped up to take the freekick alot of his teammates also stepped up to take it too including David(congrats bro you made it to another chapter).
"Yo,yo what's going on guys-portan said,let mojar take this one he really good at it.
"Nah bro let me take it I am normally the freekick taker during matches like this what has changed now?- forlan the double r1 specialist asked."
As portan was about to give a reproach jalaza spoke up, "oi oi it's chill let anyone who wants to take it take it am g with not taking it.
Which prevented portan from arguing again alright you can take it forlan,the group finally came to an agreement after a series of arguments from boss man david(Mr 2 chapters)about why his mediocre ass was also fit to take the kick.
Fweee.... As soon as the makeshift refree who was just sitting on a bench to rest his pot belly blew the whitsle, forlan smacked the ball dead center which didn't allow it to get the necessary elevation necessary to beat team b make shift wall, unfortunately the ball after reflecting off a now bloody nosed midfielder from team b waltzed all the way to mitchel hone gorgeous,sexy,talented feet.
Mitchel pov: as soon as I guess I would call it a freekick smashed against santovals nose (the midfielder) I rushed to it and controlled it deftly with my favorite foot (right)before punting it away(like a pace abuser) and sprinting after it, scanning the pitch quickly there were four Nigg..... I mean boys chasing furiously at me with my teamates at my helm also with a center back and the new boy named jalaza at my front approaching me.
I quickly reached my first obstacle (jalaza) as a wired quick stepovers and fainted to the other side before bursting off his outstretched leg eliminating him and leaving him among the group of boys who were verily closing behind Me. I made my way to the centerback with some of my teamates now visible to me and shouting for a pass ass I had been caught by the frantic boys, I did a fluid rainbow flick and sprinted past the boy who followed me and attempted to head it off just missing it by a hairs breadth, well the boy was bald and may have stopped it is he had hair.
I quickly gathered it before faking a shot which eliminated the first two young men who managed to catch up to me from the pack, and smacked the ball with the ferocity of a pair of balls watching as the shaftt and head had entered and left it behind again the ball sailed past the outstretched hand of the goalkeeper and rustled neatly in the top corner.
Goallllllllllllllll ( the chapter is really short am sorry please bear with it 😢)