“Pass it to Carter!” Coach Marks yelled from the benches, referring to Tommy. I sent Tommy a determined look and he already knew what he had to do. Julian passed without a doubt the ball to him. He sped up, pushing himself further and further to make the final goal but in the blink of an eye, an opponent stole it from him. Tommy let out a groan of frustration. Without thinking, I ran, speeding in a way I thought I wasn't capable of. I didn't care about the extra effort I was putting on my legs and foot, my mind was only in winning this game, if we lost the game, we would not make it for the finals. I was right beside the opponent, I came across his way and with my foot I kick the ball away from him.

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