Mean Coaches

Coaches, everybody looks at their bright side, the side that every one is winning games thanks to the coaches and everybody is learning. Yeah, it is not that bright after all. Practice, ugh, horrible, pain, sweat, they make your life miserable. It makes you want to miss practice. Coaches start insulting you and start hitting you in the helmet. While running what seems thousands and thousands of laps you turn your head and see the coaches laughing at you and suddenly they change their faces to a frown and get mad with you, without any one doing something. An example is this.

ex. "Man, I'm so tired, I can't even breath, we have been running the whole day!" I softly say those words to my friend that is running right next to me. As soon as my friend starts to speak, the coach magically hears it and says:

"Paulo, what did you just say?" Crossing his arms.

"N-Nothing coach."

"Give me twenty push ups, come on! 1........2.......3......4......5.....6.....7......8....9.....9.....9.....9 Do it correctly."

"Yes coach!" He counts as slow as possible and finally finishes.

I mean we are kids! We shouldn't be running THAT much. And we have to do it every single day! The day I suddenly stop feeling my body I will blame my torturous coaches.

Someday I if I will ever be a coach, I will never treat my players so badly.

The Diving Catch

"HUDDLE!!" I yelled. It was 4Th quarter, we were winning 30 t0 20, we needed a score to assure the win. Everybody grouped up and I called the play.

"Fake Jet right, sprint action right, jet 2, max protection. Ready!"

"Break," the other players in the huddle answered. We ran to the line of scrimmage and called the play.

"Down, set, move!" I screamed. I faked the jet, dropped three steps, looked at the receivers and found the perfect target, #85, Alejandro. I raised my left arm quickly with the ball, and let it go. The ball flew smoothly across the wind with a perfect spiral, seconds later it landed perfectly in front of Alejandro. He dived and stretched his long hands to the ball.

Suddenly the whole world paused. Was it a touchdown? Yes? No?

All of a sudden the Ref puts his hands up signaling TOUCHDOWN! We did it! Yes! I went running to Alejandro with excitement.

"We made it Alejandro, we made it," I said.