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Just another casual day, Hunter lying on his bed watching TV. As he saw the champion’s league, the urge of kicking a soccer ball began to grow. Suddenly a message popped in his phone. It was Matthew, his longtime friend, this was a little odd due that they hadn´t talk in a while. He asked Hunter if wanted to go to the soccer field, as if Matthew had just read Hunter´s mind. Without losing any time Hunter changed, grabbed some money for the rent of the field, and packed his cleats. As he arrived to the Club he saw Matthew, after months of not seeing each other they meet with all the love of a bromance*. As they approach the field they saw all of the other players, a bunch of sport prodigies. Hunter, who was just an amateur, felt kind of a loser standing there, because of all the great abilities the other players and Matthew had. He knew that it would be though game, but it was time to suck it up and start playing. The group was divided into two teams, luckily for Hunter he ended up in the same team as Matthew. IT was kind of obvious that he wouldn´t be part of the starters of the game; but still he felt excited and nervous for the game. The game started and the adrenaline between the two teams started to heat up; and as you may know some people with a little too much adrenaline tend to become more violent. The thrill that you could feel on the bench was indescribable, and there it was Matthew approaching the others teams goal, he passed one and another player until all he had was the goal keeper, the ball and himself, so he shoot and GOOAL!! The tension between teams started to fire up. Hunter realized that one of the other team members was furious, his face was red as a tomato and his eyes seemed as ones of a bull; as if he was about to explode. Once again Matthew had the ball and ran almost all the field passing one and another player, until he was face to face with bull’s eyes. He knew that he might be in trouble, but he saw it as a challenge, his heart started pumping faster and faster; but it was time to do what was meant to do and pass over bull’s eye too in order to shoot. As he tried to do so, bull’s eye did not hesitate on harming him and stood in from of him as if he was a wall, so Matthew wouldn’t pass through him. So there it was he made a fault and Matthew lay on the ground. Hunter had seen everything and couldn’t believe what had just happened, Matthew did nothing wrong and bull´s eyes decided to harm him in order to send him to the bench, so he stood up and asked for a change. As he entered the field, nerves started to eat him up, he knew he was in trouble and that everyone may see him like a joke, but it was time to finish what Matthew had just started. When Bull´s eyes realized Hunter was on the field he started to laugh his heart out, I mean how he can believe he could stood a chance with those soccer junkies. Hunter knew what he had to do, but this time he would do it the right way as Matthew would want him to do it. Right as they took Matthew out of the field, Hunter entered. Without taking his eyes out of Bull’s eye, the whistle blow. Hunter ran to him, and just when the other guy had the ball, Hunter tackled him. All of the sudden a hard crunch heard. The pain of Hunter was unbearable, he broke his leg just to make things right. Now he won’t be able to play soccer the same again.