Today I went to another one of my sister's soccer games. We arrived a bit late to the game, as there was a detour with a detour in it. My sister was already at the game.
When we got there, I heard the score was 3-0. I wasn't sure if this was correct, and had no clue which team had 3 and which team had 0. One team was happy and laughing, while the other team seemed upset and their coach was mad. Therefore, I assumed the "happier team" had the lead. It turns out, the happy team was losing.
It was almost refreshing in a way, to see people out just having fun, and seemingly not caring a whole bunch about the score. My sister also made a great goal which was a highlight, although next time I should plug my ears after my sister makes a goal because my mom was screaming in my ear. At least they were screams of joy.
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1 comment:
You left out the part where people were laughing. There was almost another kind of goal when the ball just about followed a woman into the Porta-Potty.
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