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JOEY SMITHBy Nick Obrien
Prologue
Joey Smith is an average kid with wavy brownish, blond hair. He is 11and has a great sense of humor. He is kind of fast and athletic, but notamazing. He was considered a regular person until this one day at hisschool in West Loonville.
* * *One day Joey was was at a big school assembly chatting with his
group of friends. The speaker was getting ready while Principal TerryJones was telling us to be very quiet and droning on about the rest of thestupid rules that we had already memorized from the thousands ofassemblies that we had already had. Then, he did the special clap that wehad to respond back to.
“Clap, clap, clap,” he clapped.“Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap,” we clapped back.“Ok everyone. Coach Crash is here to make an important
announcement about the new football team,” he announced. “Here iscoach.”
“We are starting up a new league with all the schools of Loonvillesoon. If you want to be on it then go to the tryout tomorrownight,”announced Coach.
* * * As we all rushed out of the school we were talking about the football
tryout.“I wonder if Randy is going to try for the team?” asked Jack.“No, I doubt it,” everyone said, laughing sarcastically. You see Randy
is easily the biggest and strongest kid in the grade and the best at footballas well. Then Randy came over to our group of friends and said,
“Hey Smith I’m am going to pound your face into a pancaketomorrow night!”
“Let me see you try, Randy!” I replied.“OK see you then,” he retorted.
As we both broke away from the group, he tripped me. I ran away. As Iam sprinting away, I get really mad
* * *
When I got home it was very quiet, just the way I like it. There wasnothing between me and the TV and some yummy pringles.
“Ahh,” I said as the chair swallowed me up into the comfy cushions.Then my mom came home.
“Hi honey!” she said.“Hi Mom,” I replied. “Do you think I can play on the school football
team?”“I don't know. I will have to talk to Dad about it. All of the driving might
be challenging.”“OK.”“So how did school go?”“It was fine,” I responded.“Did anything fun happen other than the football team thing?” Mom
asked.“We played a fun game in gym class which was kind of a makeshift
dodgeball game.” I answered.“Oh well that sounds like fun,” she responded back. Then Dad came
home.“Dad can I play on the school football team?”“Fine by me.” he answered.“Ok, so I guess you can play on the team Joey” Mom said.“YES!!! Thanks so much! I can't wait to go to the try out for the
team!” I scream as I jump up and down. I cannot wait to play.* * *
It was the night of the tryout. The coach was just about to make theannouncement that tryouts were about to begin. The pressure was atextreme levels. “Ok boys I want to see the best football that you can play!”the Coach barked.
“Yeah!” we all cheered.“The first tryout is receiving,” Coach yelled.“Great,” Joey thought. “I am good at receiving.” Bill barked a play and we all set up for it. “Hike!” he yelled. I went
long just like Bill told me. “Yes!” I make an excellent grab for a touchdown.Suddenly, Randy crashes into me and takes me to the ground. Coachmarked something on his clipboard about Randy not handling defeat well.Then the next group went. We do a few more drills, and I do averageexcept in the blocking position. There I did amazing. I made blocks all overthe place. Then it was over.
As I was checking my email that night, I noticed an email from aunfamiliar person. The subject was titled “Football Tryout,” and then myheart just about stopped. I knew the stakes, if I makes it, the glory is allmine. If not, I am going to be made fun of for the rest of the year by Randyand the rest of the team. I am excited and scared at the same time. Veryslowly I move the
mouse to the email and... “YES!” I shriek as I see my name as starting wide receiver. “MOM,
MOM!!! I made it, I made it!!! I’m going to be the starting wide receiver forthe football team!!!”
“Oh great honey!” she exclaims! “Good job, when is the first game?”“It is on the 31st.” I answer excitedly.“Oh good I can make it to that game!”“Great!” said Joey.
* * *Bill tells me to go long. “I got this” I think. Its the last play of the
game. I reach out for the ball. I hook it in and...“Yes!” the team mobs me! I just won the game for the Loonville
Panthers! Then we all went to the pizza place down the road.“Great game, Joey!” Danny said.“Thanks!” I replied.“You got lucky kid,” Randy says, making a mean face.“Great game to the whole team,” Coach yells! “Beverages on me!”“YAY!” yelled the whole team.
I feel amazing I think to myself. I feel like I just won tickets to theSuperbowl. Best of all, I got to be on the team and Randy ended up beingkicked off for being mean to the other players. THE END