Late Night Thriller
Author's Note- This is a personal narrative about my experience with my brother at one of his final soccer games in high school.
There was fifteen minutes left in the game as the clock was winding down of the second forty minute half. The head coach of Pewaukee High School soccer team, Coach Staus, has put out his best players to try and win the game for Pewaukee. The score is two to one with Pewaukee trying to secure a victory, but the game will not feel comfortable without another goal. The game has changed in an instant.
There was fifteen minutes left in the game as the clock was winding down of the second forty minute half. The head coach of Pewaukee High School soccer team, Coach Staus, has put out his best players to try and win the game for Pewaukee. The score is two to one with Pewaukee trying to secure a victory, but the game will not feel comfortable without another goal. The game has changed in an instant.
The other team has scored and has tied the game in the seventieth minute as the crowed goes dead. Some of my brothers best friends who want to see Nelson play in the last couple minutes are holding signs that say "You can Dewey," and starting chants that are saying they want Nelson. The head coach overhears the chants and asks him if he was cleared to play by now. My brother says yes and the coach tells him to warm up trying to trick the students in to thinking that he will go in. What Staus doesn't know is that he actually will go in the game.
As a player on the Pewaukee side goes down up at the striker position, since my brother was the only warming up Staus sends Nelson in and the crowd goes nuts. Pewaukee starts out with a throw in the restart the game but the other team gets the ball back quickly. They get a shot off but it is saved by the goalkeeper they get the ball out quick for a counter attack. The right wing gets the ball and takes it to the corner and crosses the ball there is only about four people in the penalty area. The ball comes in and that moment felt like slow motion. I see Nelson diving for the ball with his head as the ball connects with his head. The ball is in the back of the net and the announcer goes ecstatic with his signature, "PIRATE GOOOAALLL!" My brother doesn't know how to react to the goal so he goes over near the stands and does a belly slide. The crowd is now jumping out of their socks, almost half of the school is at the last game of the season. He has tears in his eyes and comes out of the game with a goal that has been waiting for three years.
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