Gabriel

A magical sporting moment

I’m looking at a small trophy I have on my desk. It seems to be made of gold, but it isn’t. In fact it’s only yellow plastic. That trophy recognizes the Rubí F. S. team as the league champion. I was in that team that won the league. I still can remember the last match, where we won the league. It was on 2007, I think in May, but I can’t remember the exact date. I had to play the last match at Vacarisses. If we won or we draw, we would be the champions. Otherwise, we would lose the league. Before the match started, everybody was so nervous, but when the match began, the nerves disappeared.

The match started with many goal occasions for us, but we couldn’t score. Before the half-time we had the clearest occasions, but we failed again. The problem was that while we were complaining for missing the opportunities, they scored us with a counterattack. Just after their goal, the referee blew the whistle. It was half-time. In the changing room we were really sad and upset. I can’t remember what the coach told us. I was, as my friends, so sad to listen.

The second half started very differently than the first one. Vacarisses were the ones that had the occasions. We didn’t feel the legs. The league was escaping from us. When there were 30 seconds left, there was a penalty. If we scored that, we were the winners. Everybody was standing up. My friend shot…but the ball crashed against the post. My team and I felt as if there was no hope. Suddenly, after the ball crashed against the post, our goalkeeper appeared and shot the ball again. It seemed that the ball was going out, but it touched a boy and it went inside the goal. We were the champions! I felt very happy; maybe it was one of the best moments in my life. I think I won’t forget it.