We were currently playing Man Utd, a Manchester derby
We had played 70 minutes and had 20 left to go
Currently winning two nil against the reds at old Trafford
Jill, my girlfriend, had been subbed off around the 60th minute
The fans were getting annoyed and you could tell, whenever the goal scorers were on the ball they would boo... whenever Alex was on the ball they would boo.
That booing actually made us play better, thriving off the fact they were clearly annoyed with the result
Hemp had won it in the middle of the pitch, dribbling through their midfield before slotting the ball to me, I ran to Mary and waited for her to come out before chipping it over her
I ran to the Man Utd fans and started tapping the badge, winding them up even more
3-0 what a scoreline
The Utd players started to lose there heads, Millie Turner made a bad tackle on Hemp but the ref said it was fair.
Hemp eventually got up, but the angry that had fuelled inside me didn't calm down
The next time Turner was on the ball I went in on her
Utd players came rushing over pushing me, Katie Zelem started to push me over and over again, I pushed her back to which she dramatically fell to the floor
I knew what was coming.
A yellow card...
The ref blew her whistle and told me to come over to her
She pulled out a red card... a red card!
"What for?!" I shouted
"That punch on Katie Zelem" the ref said
"Punch!" I said shocked
"I never punched her!" I added
"Get off my field now" the ref said
I scoffed and through my hands up as I walked away
Alex ran over and put her arm around my shoulder, I shrugged her off
Hemp tried to put her hand on my arm to comfort me but I shrugged her off
When I get annoyed I don't like to be touched
I walked off the pitch, complaining to the 4th official
"I never punched the twat" I said
"Don't use that language" the 4th official said
"She should be off the pitch then as well" i scoffed before being dragged away by Coombs
I shrugged her off and walked off, I felt a hand on my arm
I looked behind me about to snap at the person before I saw it was Jill
She didn't say anything but gave me a soft smile and lead me into the changing rooms
"That was fucking ridiculous" I said slamming my boots down on the bench
"I know, I know" she said softly
If that had been anyone else speaking like that to me then it would have irritated me
"Fuck knows how long I'm out now because the ref thought I punched the wanker" I said
"Calm down with your language" Jill said softly, hating when I swear
"Sorry" I mumbled sitting down
Jill calm and sat down next to me, pulling me into her side
"We will get this sorted okay, everyone knows it wasn't a red" Jill said softly kissing the side of my head
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FanfictionMainly about Leah Williamson and Alessia Russo I will make up different made up characters to play the part along side the footballer I'm writing about.