The air is humid.The ground hard as clay,the temperature rising by the second.None of that mattered at that moment.I was running with the ball,wind through my hair,dodging players as they put themselves infront of me.
Over the line I went,coach looks satisfied,not bad for a first practice building up to the tryouts I think.
On the field I feel like a god,like nobody can touch me but of the field im a normal teenage boy,with normal teenage problems.
If not for Rugby I wouldn't have anything accept for my friends.
Im just a normal boy,with homework after this.Suddenly after practice while I was drinking water out of my bottle.
That one punk who plays 1st Team every year comes to pick on the juniors.
I don't know why he chose me,maybe its because he doesn't like me,or maybe its because I hand offed him into the ground a few minutes ago.
No matter what Kyle will never stop being a bully.Its in his nature,its like carnivores in the wild,once they have there prey,they don't leave them until they took them down.
I just know I am not gonna be anyones prey on the field.
On the field I access and I attack.It has been working so far.As I was telling u about my friends,one of them have been playing Rugby with me since Grade 4.He has been playing outside centre,where I have been inside centre.
Once we get a gap we are deadly together
Access and attack.
