I'm sweating.
I'm tired.
I'm thirsty.
I can see the goal straight ahead of me since the other team are way behind me.
I can hear the stamping boots of the Wasps.
I can hear people cheering ''Go Adam! Go Adam'' as I run towards the goal.
As I sprint I can feel the thin air on my dry lips.
The snowy white ball bounces against the muddy grass as it rolls towards the goal.
The goalie jogs from side to side in front of the net.
Is the ball going to go in or not?
By Adam
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