
Monday, September 12, finally the day that almost all school residents have been waiting for has arrived. On this day, the festival of the race to welcome the anniversary of the school finally officially began. Since the end of the ceremony, now every class is preparing to immediately follow the competitions that will be held.
The festival starts at 08:15. There are still about 15 minutes left until the festival is really about to start.
The first race to be held is Futsal son. At the same time will also be held basketball competitions, men's single badminton, and women's badminton. The race system is a knockout system. So, who has lost, then must be immediately eliminated and must be satisfied with just being a spectator.
"Oi Lang is ready?" ask Ruben who is stylish like a manager.
"Yes" I replied briefly.
"Haaa? What the fuck is that answer? Try to answer more passionately," said Ruben.
"Yaaa" I said again.
"Hadeuhhh, yes, I want to go around looking at the others first" Ruben then went and started to walk around the class looking at the other children's preparations.
The atmosphere of the class is so excited. Everyone seems to have their own busy lives. Like every man has his own role.
Some people look cheerful, some people look so excited, some people look so serious, and there are many more faces and expressions that they show today.
"For the Futsal team to go to the field immediately. Another 10 minutes will start soon, so we must have been there at least 5 minutes before the game started or we will be disqualified," yelled Ayu from the front of the class.
It just so happened that our class had its first turn. We will face class 10-4 in this first game. We hope we can win this first game.
Me and the futsal players who have been selected are now heading to the futsal field. We went quite quickly this time out of fear we would be late and instead end up disqualified.
Arriving on the field, we were greeted by students who had lined up to sit on the edge of the field who seemed to be impatient to watch the first game. Whether it's a male or female student.
We also immediately met with the committee to confirm the arrival. After that we went straight to the referee and the class of 10-4 which looks to have come first.
Actually I don't really understand why in this futsal rim I was appointed captain by the others. I have raised my objections but others have forced me to become captain.
As captain, I now discuss the three with the referee and captain from class 10-4 to determine who was entitled to have the ball and who was entitled to choose a place. To determine this, I and the captain of class 10-4 also did a rock-paper-scissors suit.
I took out a stone, while the 10-4th class captain took out a paper. Automatically, I lost in this suit.
The captain 10-4 is then given the choice by the referee to choose the ball or place. The 10-4 captain looks to think for a moment before deciding to pick the ball first. That way I got the right to choose a place first.
We got ready and entered the field. A few more moments until the whistle rings the mark of the match begins. This futsal match will be held as much as two innings, and each round is only given 10 minutes. While to rest alone is only given as much as 5 minutes.
Prittt. The sound of the whistle marking the start of the first round had finally begun. Me, Ruben, Aji, Renaldi, and Ahsan are the ones who will play first this time.
After the whistle, the ball is controlled by 10-4. They are seen playing the ball from foot to foot. They look to play with a slow tempo and full of caution so that the ball does not get snatched by us.
Aji who played as a forward was seen to continue chasing the ball. While Ahsan and I were in charge of guarding the players who were not carrying the ball that ran towards our defense area.
On the sidelines, both supporters of both teams look so excited shouting words of encouragement for their respective teams. There is also a percussion instrument to add to the excitement of supporters.
Back on the field, now players 10-4 make mistakes. The ball that was being passed from the right side to the left side was successfully cut by Aji. Aji who has enough space also immediately shoots the ball towards the goal. Honey, the kick is still too high. If only the ball was pointing right at the goal, it might immediately bear fruit because the kick just now is very hard.
From the 5th minute we controlled the game. We played the ball freely from one side to the other and from one foot to the other.
Now I have the ball in the middle of the field. I was still dribbling to find a colleague who had a better position to kick straight into the goal.
Because I still have not found space, I took the initiative to dribble and pass at least one player 10-4 first. Honey, when going to run in the other direction, the ball that I was still mastering managed to be stolen.
Those who managed to snatch the ball immediately ran fiercely towards my defense area. When the distance of the player who is controlling the ball is close enough to the goal, he immediately shot the ball firmly towards the bottom right corner of the goal.
Ruben who became a goalkeeper could not hold the ball that looks to move very fast. The score has now changed to 1-0 for a 10-4 advantage.
"Siallll !!!" say I'm upset. I feel very guilty about the goal that happened just now. If only I had passed quickly, it would not have reached this goal. I also bowed lethargic while regretting my actions just now.
"Already, don't think too much, we reply after this," Aji said as he patted me on the shoulder.
Prittt's. The match resumed. There are only two minutes left until the first half is over. We will try to equalise before the first half is over.
"Langg," cried Aji as she waved her hand a sign asking for a ball from me.
I saw enough space for him to give the ball straight to him. Aji managed to receive and master the bait that I just sent earlier. Aji controlled the ball for a bit then dribbled it close to the goal area from 10-4.
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