Chasing Blue

-ONE-

-JJ P.O.V-

Run he thought, just run. Don't look behind you, just keep going. He felt a burning sensation in his chest, he wasn't a stranger to this feeling. Although his chest was tighter than a nuns vagina, he didn't stop. His eyes are fuming and his feet are moving like a machine as he came only 10 yards from the post. The ball hitting against the sides of his feet in a repeated motion, the black and white now an unattractive blur of putrid grey. JJ could feel the sweat drip down his neck, the uncomfortable Luke warm substance dripped down his forehead and clouded he eyes. He raised his calf, his eyes strained on the goal, he could only just see it. He was getting ready to kick and the crowd saw this. They all cheered. The whole football pitch being taken over by the crowd, they were getting louder and louder and LOUDER! He kicked, a kick with such strength he momentarily thought he felt his leg fly out of its socket. JJ bought his focus to sudden change in volume coming from the overexcited crowd. Every person that filled a seat in the plastic chairs around him was silent. Not a peep as they watched in anticipation. His breath echoed in his throat as his eyes followed the ball that flew in a curve to the left pole, the goaly jumped quickly towards it, ready to defend his territory. JJ is red in the face both from pulsing determination and the lack of oxygen he was getting from holding his breath in extreme anticipation. Only 20 seconds left. His heart began to race explicitly as he saw it get closer and closer to the net. He could feel the adrenaline pulse through his veins as if it were blood. SLAM! He felt something smash into his side and he was forced to the ground. His head throbbing on the damp grass from the force of the push. JJ's dark eyes are now a mixture of sweat and tears of exhaustion as his mind was clogged with thoughts of dread and worry. 'Did I get it?' His voice was horse and quiet. He lay for a second, a heavier wieght forced ontop of his chest, he didn't care who it was. He kicked him off, his leg muscles working like fire in a factory and the guy tumbled off of him and went face first into the muddy ground of the football pitch. JJ didn't look at his teammate, he couldn't care right now, instead he shot up, to see the goaly on the ground, his face disappeared behind his rather large bicep. And that's when he saw it. The ball hit the back of the net.
The timer was on 3 seconds.
He'd won. He'd won the final game of the season.

JJ's face broke out into a large smile of relief and utter thrill. He didn't have long to think because he was vastly hoisted up from the floor and placed on top of someone's large shoulder. He looked down and saw his teammate, John, underneath him. John was smiling and chanting JJ's name, as were the rest of his team.

"JJ! JJ! JJ!" His name was being shouted and chanted and yelled and whatever else humanly possible. JJ finally felt like an important member of the team and he loved it, all he ever wanted was to be apart of something and now everyone loved him. Every sweaty, red faced teenager wearing the blue school football shirt is practically worshiping him like a king, and JJ wanted to savour every moment.

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The locker rooms haven't been so full of energy in months. It was thanks to JJ, and he knew that. He was the reason for the obnoxious yelling and weird dances of excitement from the boys. They were all screaming the lyrics to we are the champions by queen. JJ grinned and joined his topless friends in their singing Medley.

"WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS MY FRIENDS NO TIME FOR LOSERS 'CUZ WE ARE THE-" The out of tune yell-singing came to an abrupt halt when coach Rich came through the door, slamming it in the process.

"Alright, Ladies" Coach rich began. His voice loud and somewhat intimidating for a short man aged 67. The little man stood and watched his team with a stone cold expression. A moment of silence went by before coach Rich broke out into an unbelievably big grin.

"WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!" The elder man yelled making all the boys shout and jump around like animals. JJ included. The screaming and yelling continued for a while until the number of teenage boys in the locker room began to decrease.