viernes, 15 de julio de 2011

Short Story: "Never defeated"

I woke up that morning at 6 AM. ¿Why so early?, I honestly don't know, maybe the nerves consumed me. I felt sick, so I went to the bathroom and then vomited the toilet. After that, I went to the kitchen for some medication to sleep calmed. The time passed flying, and the bus was already outside my house. "¿Hurry up, we're late!" shouted coach McArthur, that was driving. I quickly grabbed my bag and ran to the bus. On the way, the team was so nervous that noboby said a word on the whole way to the stadium. When we left the bus, the coach guided us to the changing room, quickly as possible. Whe were all changed, the coach asked us to make a circle and listen to him. "Listen, I'm gonna be honest: this will be probably the toughest game that you will play as a team, ever. You have been training hard too, and travelled 300 miles to play this games, so lets prove that WE HAVE NEVER BEEN DEFEATED as a professional team! I want all of you with you head and your muscles in the game, no passed tackles, YOU WILL BE CRUEL, the other team will have nightmares with us, and they will fear us even when saying our names. SO LETS PROVE WHAT WE ARE MADE OF, LET´S GO TO VICTORY!" The moment arrived, and the corridor to the stadium was shining, I could hear the people's sreaming and singing our national hymn. I lost my nerevs, and felt happy. We entered the field...

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