4 days had passed since I got the bruice, and you could barely see it now. Erik and me had become friends, and I was lucky having him as a coach.
"First I'm going to learn you about the basic things, like heading, kicking, passing and catching the ball with your chest." This was harder than I thought, and the fact that Hannah cared more about Erik than the football didn't make it easier.
"No, Hannah, you're not doing it right!" Hannah laughed while Erik tried to show her how to pass the ball. I did this to no avail.
After finished, we walked home again. The only thing I've learned is to pass the ball in a particular direction. Hannah wasn't the best, but I don't have to complain after all. We're talking about Hannah, and I'm pretty happy for acctually not being the badest of us.
Football is a very rough sport, physical, but also mentally. Being a girl trying to play football seriously, will never become popular in this town. Well, not in mine either, but there could I at least change it. And having Hannah and Erik by my side is the best with it.
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