The coach always tells us we should have fun and try to win.
Joe stops the ball. He kicks to Susan.
“Kick it to John!” I hear a scream.
“Kick it to Stephen,” another yells. “NO, Michelle!”
Susan is confused and kicks in the wrong direction.
We rush to get back but it’s too late. Our opponents score.
Parents are yelling at us for our stupidity. Some blame Susan.
We line up for kick off. No one is smiling. This isn’t fun.
“Don’t worry, Susan. It wasn’t your fault,” I try to say.
She wipes away a tear.