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"No, no, no, no, no. Five hundred times NO, Kari. You don't kick the soccer ball that way."
She whistled at him obtusely, holding his precious soccer ball against her chest in a protective manner, as if it were one of her stuffed animals or something. Tai was sick of this; when was she going to learn that hands weren't allowed in soccer?
"Let me show you again."
He knelt down, stealing the ball from her chubby arms (earning himself another sharp whistle blast that nearly made his ears split open) and dropping it on the floor in front of his eager feet.
"Now watch, Kari, okay? I'm not going to show you again."
Standing back up now, Tai visualized the net in front of him and soft, cool grass beneath his toes, and a roaring, wild crowd cheering him on. Breathe in...
AND GO!
Tai kicked the ball, dashing forward to keep up with it, picturing a defenseman on his left who was trying to intercept him. He nudged the soccer ball away from the opposing team's player and now he was running down the field, wind in his hair and ball right in front of him. The goalie was crouched, ready for his shot but Tai knew better than that. He passed the ball to one of his teammates—oh no wait they passed it back—and SCOOOOOOOOOOORE!
Tai whooped loudly, cheering and clapping to himself as he envisioned his game-winning goal. The soccer ball bounced around the room after his powerful kick, knocking over picture frames and glasses of juice alike. The mess he made was ignored by both children, though, as Tai soon came to realise.
Kari was asleep.
Does he ever get a break around here?
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