Pong: The Dirty Sport
On a 12 in. TV screen, there we find a little white ball, zooming through a black screen, trying desperatly to pass one of the white paddles on each side. The score of this game was at 1-0.
Now if we can take our attention to the players.........There was a boy with sandy hair, and milky white skin. He was the owner of the 1 point. He pressed the buttons oh his controller with great speed, and bit his bottom lip in excitment. Beside this eager boy, sat an older teenager. His short red hair showed roots of a brunette. His redish brownish eyes, squinted at the little ball on the TV, he too pressed the buttons on his control in an effort to gain more points than the other boy.
They played until one of them got ten points. (which happened to be the boy with sandy hair, who won in a victory scored as the following: 10-0) The now angry brunette, handed the smaller boy $20. The sandy haired boy grinned at his winnings, and showed the other boy out of the house they were in. The sandy haired boy returned to his room, and lifted up the matress the two boys were sitting on, and pulled out a small box. He opened it slowly, and grabbed the contents out of it. It was more money. The boy counted up the money (including the twenty dollars he just earned) All together he had $56.78. The boy smiled to himself, and thought, "Only $43.17 left for me to earn in my bets, then I'll have that Gameboy Advanced!"
The boy placed the money back into the little box, and hid it under his bed. He ran down out of his room, and returned with a telephone, and dialed a specific phone number, "Yeah! Hey Charlie......no..........NO.......just come over to my house.........yeah.........well, we can bet on another Pong game, unless your gonna chicken out again...........NO............NO my mom threw those magazines away................well, how much you got?...........alright........we'll play for half that money...............that's only $15! It's not a lot!.........alright good, I'll be waiting for you......bye!"
The boy hung up the phone, and turned on his game system. He grabbed his controller, and began type in a simple code. This code was to make controller one a computer, so that the sandy haired boy wouldn't have to play. He also typed in a code that made the computer unable to lose. Now he was set up, and ready to win his $15.
The End
On a 12 in. TV screen, there we find a little white ball, zooming through a black screen, trying desperatly to pass one of the white paddles on each side. The score of this game was at 1-0.
Now if we can take our attention to the players.........There was a boy with sandy hair, and milky white skin. He was the owner of the 1 point. He pressed the buttons oh his controller with great speed, and bit his bottom lip in excitment. Beside this eager boy, sat an older teenager. His short red hair showed roots of a brunette. His redish brownish eyes, squinted at the little ball on the TV, he too pressed the buttons on his control in an effort to gain more points than the other boy.
They played until one of them got ten points. (which happened to be the boy with sandy hair, who won in a victory scored as the following: 10-0) The now angry brunette, handed the smaller boy $20. The sandy haired boy grinned at his winnings, and showed the other boy out of the house they were in. The sandy haired boy returned to his room, and lifted up the matress the two boys were sitting on, and pulled out a small box. He opened it slowly, and grabbed the contents out of it. It was more money. The boy counted up the money (including the twenty dollars he just earned) All together he had $56.78. The boy smiled to himself, and thought, "Only $43.17 left for me to earn in my bets, then I'll have that Gameboy Advanced!"
The boy placed the money back into the little box, and hid it under his bed. He ran down out of his room, and returned with a telephone, and dialed a specific phone number, "Yeah! Hey Charlie......no..........NO.......just come over to my house.........yeah.........well, we can bet on another Pong game, unless your gonna chicken out again...........NO............NO my mom threw those magazines away................well, how much you got?...........alright........we'll play for half that money...............that's only $15! It's not a lot!.........alright good, I'll be waiting for you......bye!"
The boy hung up the phone, and turned on his game system. He grabbed his controller, and began type in a simple code. This code was to make controller one a computer, so that the sandy haired boy wouldn't have to play. He also typed in a code that made the computer unable to lose. Now he was set up, and ready to win his $15.
The End