Oh No!!

score 2-2
five minutes to go.
The coach yells out,"Jacob, in position".
I can see it now.
A thrilling finish.
The coach yells,
"Just kick the ball when it comes to you,
eye on the ball".
The ball flys at me
as soon as I run onto the ground,
so I kick it.
It's an unreal kick.
It flys twenty,no thirty metres.
It soars high above the defenders,
up and down,
up and down,
the ball bounces and lands at the feet
of the opposition striker
who chips it into the back of the net.
The winning goal!
A goal not for our team,
but the other team,
all because of a thirty metre pass
the wrong way,by Bad boy Jacob,
the sharpest tool in the shed.

Jacob D`Angelo-Melling