Composition about playing football

Playing football

On Sunday afternoon, I made an appointment with some classmates to play football on the school playground.

When we came to the stadium, we first divided the players into two groups, six people in each group. Our group included six people including Bao Chen, Zhou Binbin and me, and the other team included six people including Zhan Yongjian.

When the game starts, our side kicks off first. I took the football from someone else and ran forward with my feet. Soon, I brought the football to the opponent's goal area. I was about to take a good position to kick the ball, but I didn't expect that a hateful guy came from behind and took the football away when I wasn't prepared. Our personnel immediately caught up and intercepted. But that person was as nimble as a monkey, evading the interception of our personnel and carrying the football straight towards our goal. "Ah, no!" I yelled anxiously. However, it is of no use anymore. Because, he had already arrived at our goal area and avoided the goalkeeper to lift his foot and kick hard. The football is shot straight into the goal. It's over, we lost a goal and the opponent won a goal! The team was jumping up and down with joy. We immediately got together to discuss ways to deal with each other. Then, we immediately adopted new tactics to play against the opponent.

The second round has begun. I brought the football to the left, and the opponent rushed over to intercept it. Before he could get close, I kicked the football to Bao Chen. Bao Chen immediately kicked the football to Zhou Binbin. Zhou Binbin was near the goal. He caught the passed football and rushed to the goal. He twisted his body, avoided the goal's interception, and took the opportunity to kick the football toward the goal. "Good shot!" I shouted loudly, and at the same time, I continued to move forward. At this time, the football actually hit the ball stand and was blocked. As soon as I saw it, I quickly took a step forward, added a kick, and kicked the football into the goal. Ah, finally we also scored a goal! Now the two sides are tied one to one.

Then we continued to play football. Played until three o'clock. Our side defeated the opponent nine to one. On the way back, we were laughing and talking! However, the other party said nothing. I said: "Winning or losing is a common thing in military affairs. If you lose this time, try to win it next time!" After hearing this, they changed their attitude and went home talking and laughing together.

One sunny afternoon, a group of boys happily walked to this open space, threw away their schoolbags and hats, and piled them into two piles to form a simple goal. The fierce football match began. The golden-haired goalkeeper's face turned red from nervousness and happiness. Although his knee was scratched yesterday, he didn't care. I saw him putting his hands on his knees, squatting down, staring at the football attentively, eager to try. The little boy standing behind him, wearing a red sportswear, with a bulging belly, was a little unconvinced. When his elder brother's leg broke yesterday, he still kicked the ball away and won. He felt a little proud when he thought of this. Pedestrians passing by were attracted by this intense football match. They all stopped and sat on the bench. I don’t know whose puppy it was. It was not interested in football. It was only interested in the small leather ball that the owner gave it to play with. Now he is snoring on the grass with nothing to do. You see, the little boy with his younger brother looked closely at the yellow team and sat motionless, for fear that the yellow team would lose. The little boy with golden hair like the goalkeeper stretched his neck and murmured softly: "Come on! Kick! OK!" The little girl standing behind him with a crimson butterfly knot on her head simply said When she stood up, she saw her hands on her hips and her brows furrowed, as if something was wrong. The little girl in the red hat bent over and stretched her head to look to the right. She blushed. Although she was not on the "battlefield", she could clearly hear her heartbeat. A girl holding a doll kept smiling, but her eyes were busy, staring at the ball to see which team it belonged to. The little boy in green clothes may have seen such a scene for the first time. His little hands were calculating the outcome, and while waving his hands gently, he said: "It's wonderful, it's incredible." The one who watched the most seriously was the big uncle, who watched with gusto.