For the Love of the Game

in that location was this one time post in, I dont know, maybe grade six, when I was revivifying footb totally with whatsoever booster units during recess. Back then, all we did was bid football; it didnt involvement if the snow banks were s crimson feet tall, because we didnt care. We just exigencyed to play football. We would play tackle football as well even though the teachers told us non to. notwithstanding we did anyways, and every sidereal day we would be called inside for a scolding only when the beside day we would play again. This recurrent everyday for the whole year. Anyways, we were orthogonal as usual when my friend John sends a foresightful bomb that was completely mis thrown and went way too high. We laughed at him for what seemed ages until we saw Johns face. He was looking up at the detonator of the nurture with a kind of sadness you only fuck off when your wienerwurst dies.\nWe realized the ball and land on the roof and we all knew what that m eant; The ball was gone. The roof was a no-go zone where we apprehension at the time was someplace you should never go because surly things happened up there. This was only bolstered by the fact that the teachers didnt want us to go up there. We knew we had to go up and cast down our football down because we knew we didnt have any some other options. Of course there were rattling other options but behind then every fool was jostling for the position of alpha male. Everybody precious to be cool, Everyone wanted to be a hero, but we were still afraid of the roof, But our love of that ball gave us courage and that overrode our fears of going up on that godforsaken place.\nWe essential that football. So we did what any befool our age would do. We all contend rock paper scissors grip until we found the unsuccessful person. I was the loser in this case so I had to go meet the ball from the roof. There was no safe place to get up on the roof seeing as there was no ladder to climb, and to a sixth grader like me at that time the roof seemed as high as climb on everest. But we needed that ball. So I grabbed a reuse ...