Thursday, July 19, 2007

The World is a Soccer Ball


(A football, for me, is the fifth element of the world.. Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, and Football)

The new player was all ready to start his debut.

He reached the stadium early, couldn’t miss his big match.

He entered the changing room, but couldn’t find anybody.

Everything over there was taken care with perfection.

This sight was a perfect beauty for him.


His favorite stars Soccer (red-colored) jerseys with printed names and number hanging on each player’s lockers; with shoes, shorts, shields, and stocking neatly placed inside the lockers.

Finally, his eye sight fell in a corner of the room where he saw this Red Jersey with his name printed on the back with this magical number printed below it.


His conscious mind was not ready to accept him as one of his lords.

He still waited for the coach to come and introduce him to the other teammates.

Coach was the second person to enter, and the first one to scream.

I mean, come on, that’s what a truly dedicated coach would do.

Coach walked towards the new player locker; where he was standing.

He grabbed the new players’ Jersey, and whispered in his ears saying, “Welcome to the team you are a Red Devil now.”

The player couldn’t believe this, and he was so shocked that he wanted someone to pinch him thrice.

His dream of playing as the Red Devils was actually happening.


Didn’t take him much time to wear his Jersey, and get dressed.

He now walked to the coach, who was still screaming.

He knew that this was the perfect coach, and his perfect dream team.

It was like a dream that came true, and he was wearing the Red Devils Jersey, which had his name printed on the back number 7 printed below it in white.

The coach finally introduced him to the other teammates.

The Defense, the Mid, and the Forwards.

There they were, 18 of them, dressed to show the world that they are the best.


Captain standing at the gate with a soccer ball in his hand, and others followed him.

All set to touch the grass.

The crowd screaming “Red Devils” could be heard till far.

The new boy closed his eyes, and when he opened it……

4 comments:

Lucky said...

hmm
dats bad
u didnt complete it
i was completely into the scene n u left it abruptly...
neways if its left to my imagination...i guess he was dreaming...
but..its awesome description...
complete flow of thoughts...
try sumthing like potter
u'll be bigger dan rowling...:)

Anonymous said...

Wow what a story..Is it real or not?..it meakes me want to keep my dreams alive and keep hoping:).

Mythreya said...

nice story...
bt ...
abstract ending..
well i mean...was it real..or was he dreaming..or ....

anyway..gud post...

guess u love football...

Adaa said...

So u do njoy d game wen yo Futbal commentators aint spoilin it 4 ya!! eh? ;)