Set at Wharton's during Alan's sophomore year. He has joined the soccer team instead of the track team and don't worry, I don't plan on maiming and/or killing him. If I could live through it then so can he! So nyah! And yes, this is based off true events, although names have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty. Although, the names of the boys on the soccer team are boys I know in real life. What can I say, I hate coming up with fake names. Why do that when you can just steal your friend's names!

Disclaimer: Oh come on! If I owned them, I would so be living the high life. Instead I'm stuck in a house the size of a double wide trailer home. Dream On People! Although it would be nice.

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John's P.O.V. (after game)

Alan, my youngest brother, had decided to take up soccer instead of track, like everyone thought he would. God knows he was definitely fast enough to run in track but I guess it just didn't strike his fancy like we thought it would. Anyway, he is really good at it and it make him happy so who am I to try to talk him into going into my sport. It's time for him to set his own records and step out of our shadows. And I'm proud of him for it. I'm also glad that I was able to come with the rest of the family to watch his big tournament. We all knew how much it meant to him, so it was decided that we all needed to be there and support him.

Now normally, he plays goal keeper but since the team was ahead by 6, his coach decided to give him the opportunity of scoring a goal instead of always blocking them and put him in a right midfielder. He was doing pretty well too, until….well, let's just say it wasn't pretty.

Normal P.O.V. (during game)

"Everhart!"

"Yeah coach?" Bryce Everhart asked, standing up from the bench where he had been watching his team slaughter the other team. He almost thought he wouldn't get to play until coach called him over.

"Go get your keeper stuff and replace Tracy in the box, I want to try him at midfield. He's pretty quick, and since we're so far ahead, it'll give him the opportunity to play out." Coach Jackson told Jason. Nodding, Jason grabbed his gloves and shirt out of his bag and slid them on while walking up to the center line and waiting for an out. He didn't have to wait long.

Stuart Rector, seeing his teammate walk up to the line, quickly bounced the ball off an opposing team member and out of play, making it their throw in. Bryce called out to the referee about a keeper change and jogged on the field as Alan jogged off, knocking fists on their way past each other.

"Good luck man, it's brutal!" Alan joked as he jogged past as Bryce merely rolled his eyes. Alan hadn't done a damn thing since the first quarter when his sweeper, Michael Holmes, had passed the ball back to him so he would quit whining about being bored. Although the kick he made to the other end of the field had been quite nice.



The game resumed as Jesse Philips made a spectacular throw in to Tyler Schilling, who then proceeded to juggle the ball with his feet, driving the other teams' defenders nuts while the gathered crowd laughed.

"Tracy! Take off your keeper stuff and get back up to the line and pull Rogers out. He's looking a bit tired and you have way too much energy to be next to me on the bench." Coach Jackson told Alan as he began to pull of his gloves.

"Aww, come on Coach! I'm not that bad!" Alan laughed, pulling his keeper jersey over his head and tossing on his bag. "Besides, you would be lost without me!" He joked, dodging the coach's swat aimed at his head as he jogged back to the line just as the other team knocked the ball out again. "Hey ref!" Alan called, getting the referee's attention. The referee nodded blowing his whistle, indicating the right to switch. "Ray!" Alan called jogging to take over for Rayshard Rogers as Rayshard jogged to the sidelines. The referee blew his whistle again as soon as Rayshard cleared the field.

"Yeah Alan!" "Go bro!" "'Bout time you got to work Sprout!" "Come on Alan! Score one for the home team!" Alan rolled his eyes as he heard his brother's call to him from across the field. Leave it to them to still find a way to embarrass him from half a soccer field away. Seeing Jesse signal him, Alan took off to open field to prepare for the pass that was coming his way.

Jesse, however, didn't get the chance to send the ball over to Alan. Jason Milcoff, the other teams' center midfielder, a 6'7", 219 pound senior, slammed into Jesse, knocking him down and away from the ball long enough for him to get it away and back toward the other goal, no one in his way except the second string keeper, Bryce Everhart.

Alan, seeing Jesse get slammed, took off at a sprint to catch Jason, knowing that he was the only fast enough to catch Jason as the older boy sped towards the goal. Pouring on the speed, Alan caught up to the bigger boy just as he reached the outer goal box. Side stepping in front of Jason, Alan knocked the ball away toward the outside, hoping there was enough force behind it to knock it out. Seeing his chance at a goal being knocked away by a boy a whole foot shorter than him, Jason angrily pushed Alan from behind, just as Alan had planted his foot.

Time seemed to slow down for Alan as he felt his body twist to the left but his right leg stayed plant to the ground. A sharp pain seemed to explode from his knee and then radiate up and down his right leg. Time quickly sped up again as Alan fell to the ground with a loud cry of pain, grabbing at his right knee.

The yelling crowd quickly quieted as they waited with baited breath to see if the young Tracy would get up. Four older brothers and one father quickly stood from their chairs as Alan slowly pushed himself to his knees, then fell back to the ground with another pained cry. They could only watch as Alan dug his head into the ground, gripping his knee and leg, gasping for air as pained shakes wracked his body.

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Oh my, what has happened to dear Alan?! And will he be alright? Tune in for the next chapter of the Soccer MisMatch! (Which should be posted in the next 24 hours!)

Oh and if you know the boys in this story as well, let me know! I think we went to the same high school! LoL