There was a cool medal from a soccer game. One day we had a soccer game and I was the best one on our team. Our team name was the Colts. On that medal there was soccer shoe with a little timer, but the medal was fake. Then my little brother cut it and made braces, before he did that there was a big pink string on it. On the back it said PPU 153. The medal said it was new. The next day we had another game, but I did not get the medal. My friend Jacob won it. His team was the Bears. They won by two points. After the game he almost got jumped for his trophy but I was there and I told them back off. There were three guys. Then there were no more soccer games until the next year. That year Jacob and I played football. He was on the same team as me. Our football team was called the Westside. Jacob’s number for his jerzee was 72. My number was 50.
We had six games and our games were only on Saturdays and Sundays. We won 5 games but the Jets beat us once. For ten more days we had practice and when we were on the last day we got to throw our coach in the mud.
Jacob quit on the fifth game and Coach Fisher retired that year because he worked there for thirty years. Our team won a big trophy that year. It was the biggest one we had ever won! We got that trophy because we won five games in a row. The other teams only won three games. I got a trophy because I did the most on the team.
One day after my family moved, I saw Jacob. We became friends but never played football or soccer again, only basketball. Jacob played basketball too. He was skinny and had big strong muscles.
I gave him my medal because he deserved it, not me. I cheat. I was tripping people because they were bigger than me. But later, I got so big I could touch the ceiling and roof of my house!
Edited by Melissa