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Wednesday 23 October 2013

Inspired by 'Foul Shot' by Edwin Hoey


Walking to the wet soggy grass 
the solid ball slips out of hands. 
Dash to your mark
Sprinting in
feeling nervous 
Scared 
anxious 
The pressure 
the ball
slips out
thumps on the pitch
the batsman
measures the solid ball
steps ahead 
does a huge swing 
tries to dominate
misses completely 
the round ball whacks 
smacks 
destroys the wicket
running around like a crazy maniac
cheering
shouting my throat out
We won

We won

by MukAah


Sprinting to the ball. 
rubbing your hands against your smooth uniform.
sweat pumping from your body.
Accelerating through the field,
eliminating players.
Swing my leg up,
ball ZOOMS through the air.
unsounding screams. 
Time calculates 5..4...3.....2....
net sets on fire by the BALL.
time EXPLODES!
Parents going wild!

by LimAar


Getting ready for my final game
Shin pads
Socks
Boots
Shirt
I get my soccer ball 
Im off for the game
Im at the field 
10 minutes later
My coach encourages that I am a mid fielder
It is half time we are losing
The second half starts I am goalie 
5 minutes 
Its 8-8 with 60 seconds hanging off the clock
Opposition has a penalty if i miss they win
Shacking
Sweating
Wobbling
They take the shot
My whole team is relying on me
Flying closer
And closer
And closer 
YES!
We won the cup is ours

by VoeDan


I felt like a lion roaring along my fence.
I felt nervous and I nearly fell down.
I was going to a cricket match, 
I felt shy that I was going to hide behind a tree.
I was feeling happy after hitting the ball 
a lot of times. 

by Ran Deb


Two fives stuck on the score-board,
5 seconds on the clock.
The roar of engines almost makes me deaf.
Shin guards scratching against my skin.
Boots squeezing my feet.
Right before the roar up, my foot thrashes the ball.
The ball. 
Flies,
flutters,
wavers,
wobbles,
         and then,
                      and then,
                                   and then,  
                                                 and then right before the deafening whistle,
it hits the cross-bar and,
bounces,
the goal-keeper,
dives,
misses,
the ball,
goes      IN!!!! 

by OveJac



My team struggled down the stairs.
Shaking there arms and legs.
Thinking about losing.
My team were struggling down the stairs.
My team were shaking.
The game started.
We were rushing and huffing.
My dad says "don’t be scared".
Grabbing the ball.
Squeezed by silence.
Flies, like washing hanging on the line.
Kids, kicks, push, and cheats.
Sweats falling down.
The other team won.
Dumb.

by FraGab

10 seconds on the clock
people praying for the shot
zoom past my team mates
heading for the goal
look at the clock
6 seconds left
try to shoot
the ball balances on edge of the hoop
wobbles
leans
wavers on the side
                          people screaming for the shot to happen                          
look at the ball
wait for the shot
people start to crowd each other
jumping up and down.
look at the clock
2 seconds left
the ball shakes even more with the crowd 
falling straight through the hoop!   

by GerKaz


Heart pumping in my body,
holding a stick in my warm comfortable
sweating hands.
stands
silence
balance
bowl
Play it coy
friends cherring to me running.
My legs were nervous and
shocking.
When the game begins,
sweating from the HOT 
HOT sun.

And then  
               And then  
                              And then
Louder and louder 

WE WON THE GAME.

by AleLiz


Walking into the biggest, the largest stadium in the world 
but only in my eyes.
Theres only 20 seconds on the clock until its our turn on the court.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 as the whistle blows. 
We're on the court 
oh no 
crossing my fingers 
are we going 
to win our game?
5 mins into the game 
its 2 all on the score board                                
and another 2 mins has passed 
the time has gone fast our coach says. 
                   
I finally have the ball in my hand 
as I dribble it down the court 
I jump 
I shoot 
and I SCORE...

by MokMar


And then                                                                        I slowly stagger
and then                                                                        towards the pitch
he leaps.                                              Milford \/            grasping the bat...
everything seems to whizz past,                                    tightly
in slow motion.                                      _/-\_                in my right hand.
Arms out,                                                 [-_-]                I stand between the wickets               
legs stretched,                                         /||\                 and
the airborne red disguised missile       /  \                 the bowler...
zooming                                                                         I ready my kingston bat
down                                                                              giving the bowler a withering look
and down                                                                       He bowls
and down...                                                                    everything...
BOOM!                                                                          EXPLODES! 
Everything ends...                                                          Just kidding.
abruptly.                                                                          But
All our hopes                                                                  the red airborne missile...
lost.                                                                                 is back in action.
Crushed.                                                                         But this time
Destroyed,                                                                      it’s gonna do me a favour...
burnt down to the foundation.                                         Win.
Until...                                                                              SMACK!!
I feel a spark                                                                   Zooming out of the park
something                                                                       I take off...
in me                                                                               Running.
thrusting against my chest
the coach
puts me on.       
by FraOll


It was all up to me with only two 20s on the board.
There was only 5 seconds counting down.
Everyone was silent they didn’t make one sound.
Gently the ball did one drum i caught it.
I pushed my arms up.
My coach prays,
My forehead cries,
I wobble,
Breath,
Reach,
Push,
My face was begging.
The ball goes round
                                 and round
                  and round
    and then....
I smile the crowd goes wild.
I got the goal the other team frowns.

by TekPan

Feeling devastated 
mum kissed me good luck. 
Walking towards the game. 
Seeing friends cheering me on. 
Our team starts with the ball.
My legs start shivering the ball comes towards me.
The clock squeezed out with 10 seconds.
I catch the ball. 
Smiling, heart pumping so hard 
I shoot one second on the clock.
The ball goes in 
people screaming and cheering me on.
“Go Tania” 
Feeling proud of myself.
Home sweet home 
dreaming of being a basketball.

by KerTan


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