Friday: after school I went home and did my homework and checked the blog. My brother[Toure'] reminded me that there is practice and a tackle football game on Sunday so I went up stairs to my room and got my pads and put them in my shorts. I asked myself "I wonder if were going to win or lose this game"...
On Sunday: when it was Sunday my brother got out of his bed and said to me "get up" I mound, "its the game" he pulled my cover and bed sheet away, I got up "what time is my game" i said "10 something" my brother thought for a second "what time is it now" I asked "7:38" "fine... fine" I put my pads in my game shorts and got my shoulder pads and toke off my practice jursy off and put on my game jursy on I imaged how the game would go and how it would turn out to be like... When I was going to the Macomb my dad said "you won't be playing for the first half because you weren't at practice" "I know" I said back I asked my brother Toure "what do you think your games going to turn out" he didn't answer...
When we were there I put my cleats and said "dang there's wind" the wind felt like it was going to blow me right smack into the truck I kick my foot out to the right to stop that from happening I went over to my team coach said to go weigh in I went over and weighed in while my team was going under the bleachers...
