The loud and distracting school bell rang, dismissing the students and interrupting the excitement which caused the green, wide, narrow, vast football field to be lonely once more.
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Monday, September 3, 2012
Spectator Sport: The Vast Green Football Field
This place is pacific, green, wide, but narrow. Rusty brown bleachers are all around for people to watch the exciting tournament that would happen anytime here. Qualm players dribbling and racing across the vast field. People are eyeing on the last year's MVP. He was doing a lot of tricks with his ball. This is the famous Ekamai International School's football field. Its lunch time, student's stomachs are rumbling calling for food. However they can't eat or even think of doing so because the tournament is starting soon. The small crowded bleachers are filled up with students very eager to see the match. It smells like food all around because it is just beside the cafeteria. It has made some people can’t hold their appetite and have brought food to and eating on the bleachers while enjoying the match. Then there came out the flamboyant referee looking fit and firm ready to blow the red loud whistle to start the long-awaited match. “Peet!!!” whistled the serious looking referee. The match has started between 2 teams, black and yellow. The players well dressed and looking very professional dribbled the ball with high speed. Defenders racing across the field tring to tackle the invaders. They missed and the invader shot. “Peet!!!” whistled again the referee n the same time with loud strident cheering noises from the overjoyed crowd. The Black team has scored making them on the lead. “1-0!” the referee screamed. The Yellow team not giving up, cheered themselves up and came down the field. Now it’s their turn to do the kickoff. The Yellow team captain, serious and being very intemperate and impatient kicked the ball from the center of the field and scored! The referee shouted, “1-1!” Sound cheering from all around, tears rolling down from the lucky captain’s cheek. He has caught up the score and now it’s on a tie.
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Hey Saran! I love how you "slowly" described the field. It's as if like a movie, first describing the field, then the crowd and the feeling of it with all the possible senses. It is also, like a story you really experienced where teams compete! I like how you use onomatopoeia to describe your writings. At first it might seem vapid, but actually as I read them I think it's fantastic ! :D Keep it up!
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