“Where does he live?”
“Down the street.”
“O.K let me go ask my dad.”
Those words were some of the best i’d ever heard in my life. That day I met great football players but greater friends. I was actually kind of scared. Wondering if all the 5th graders would play with a 4th grade kid. All these fears increased when I saw how good they played. Catching everything that was thrown at them!
There was one kid that was DASHING all over the place!!! Not in a million gazillion years would I be able to outrun him! The other kids were diving and leaping all around! I knew Tyler from down the street but, I didn't know the rest. I later learned that the speedy kid was called “Feister Meister”. The other 5 kids that were catching all that they could were named “Megatron”, “Reggie Bush’’,”Caiden,”Klinkster”,and last but not least “Luke.”
Caiden or Klinkster seemed to be the oldest. I was a fourth grade tackling dummy for them. Luke broke the silence by saying “Two hand touch,or tackle”? Everyone except me shrieked “TACKLE!” I mine as well go break every bone in my body myself! …show more content…
They knew that I couldn't make a catch to save my life, so they wouldn't guard me.Whenever I did get the ball thrown to me… I either dropped it or it was intercepted. Luckily I hadn't got tackled yet. But everyone’s luck runs out at some point. In the huddle Klinster whispered to us that “Everyone on the other team would guess that you would run the ball, Feister”. He said pointing to him. “ Nobody in the world would guess what's his face would.” Wow I thought to myself. Thats a real shocker! “Fake handoff to Feister, and block for the kid.