.Day 7 and it was the day our platoon was to play our first match. I was selected to play, Ayo was selected too. Ayo was to play as the one man front in our 4-3-2-1 formation. If there are two players i see as incompetent in our team, they are; Dogo, the left full back and Amos our goalkeeper. Dogo was as tall as tree as he was the tallest in the camp. While Amos was a guy that narrowly “escaped” been an Albino. I was to play right full back. A wing i promised to man with all seriousness….
The referee kick started the match, we were playing against platoon 7. 15 minutes and no goal from either sides. I almost caused an own goal when i gave a back pass to the keeper as i said “Flow no f*uck up oh, Chioma dey watch dis match oh” to myself. Gbam! it was a header from Kelly, one of our mid-fielder into the net of our opponent……… GOALSecond half and we were still leading, 1-0. When suddenly a pass got to Ayo and as he was about to beat the goalkeeper to score, he was brought down my the goalkeeper in the 18 box. Yellow card was given to the keeper and penalty awarded in our favour. My heart beat increased as if i was Ayo that was to play the penalty kick…… GOAL, 2-0.
Our opponent were coming way out on our defence as i shouted “Dogo come back!”. They came all out on a equalizing mission as one of their striker tried to score, and on the process of me macking him i sustained an injury. Another striker tried acting a “Lionel Messi” skills on me as i gave him a “Nemandja Vidic” attack in return and collected the ball and passed to Dogo who tried giving a back pass to Amos our keeper and……… Gbam……… Own goal……….
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