My not so rugby game.
On saturday the 28th me simon and my brother sanele were in for a ride of a lifetime.
It was 8:00 and the whistle was blown I was given the ball and I ran at one of the guys with a serious face and he moved but I still got tackled from another guy. It was phase 5 and we had to kick the ball so the first five kicked it to the biggest guy(like why the biggest guy why not the small half back)he ran it to me and it was shoulder to shoulder and we collided like two bulls ripping out there hearts. It was solid and guess what he wasn’t the biggest guy now because I was, yeah, I was the king of the hill now.
Well not exactly I was the second best there was one guy just that one guy that I couldn’t get pass. He was like the hulk but two times bigger, he was like flash but two times slower. This 13 year old boy was like hungry for the ball most times I thought he was alien. It was there ball and they were getting ready to give it to him, my teammate was patting my back and whispered in my ear “you got this fella” but what they didn’t know is that I was peeing my pants.
He tapped the ball and ran it straight to me I was holding my ground and he was like 3 or 5 metres away from me and my teammates come at the front on me and take him down for me I was looking at the guy like a boss. He stood up and tried to strangle me (pause) you're probably wondering why he was trying to strangle me well before he stood up I kicked him right in the stomach but not too hard so don't worry and(action)so he stood up tried to strangle me and I just wacked him in the jaw and I got yellow carded like what the heck might as well make it a red card or even a purple card if there is a purple card. I was so angry at the time because it was just one punch he tried to strangle me that's worse, I could of fainted or need my parents isn’t that a smart idea but even if I fainted I would want to faint in a cool way like the actors on movies slowly but fast and then BOOM vanish and the next thing you know is that they are living again.
Later that afternoon I was puffed and tired and I turn around and it was only half time( at that moment I actually thought I was going to faint) I was running with the ball and my mom was yelling from the sideline so loud that she was standing by herself I was laughing to myself and I managed to drop the ball. It was 37-32 to us and it was one point away from winning the game and we were kicking of to the opponents side and they gave the ball to the best player to kick off guess who the best player was? Yep u got it, it was me your number one star simon uliano youngest player of the all blacks. When I was setting up to kick off I was trying to calculate the wind like moana well she was going to get maui if you have seen it then you will know what I mean well anyways I was measuring the wind and how fast it was going and then the whistle was blown once again and this time I was aiming for the corner where the smallest player of the other team was. I gave the ball a big kick and booted it to the wrong side and it ended up going to the other side on the rugby team.
what I enjoyed: was remembering that day and actual reliving it in my thoughts.
what I learnt: is that writing a holiday recount is not an easy thing.
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