Football Novels & Stories

At the gym, he changed into his workout tights and got to the treadmill. At first his mind was at chaos but as he increased the pace, it began to clear up, he remembered her eyes that were filled with want, they wanted him. And how they switched back the moment things progressed... Jeffery felt a wave of anger hitting at his chest, she was supposed to submissive at the mention of his title not dismissive. Jeffery stopped and walked away from the treadmill then he lay down and began lifting weights. This time, his mind didn't wander, but his focus wasn't great either.

She playfully argued that flanking cattle couldn't possibly require the same techniques as tackling opponents on the football field. Alexandra, never one to back down, met Alicia's challenge head-on. With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she replied, "You'd be surprised, Alicia. Footwork is just as crucial in football as it is in flanking cattle. It's all about balance and precision."

*** Ready for more football with a visit from Killian? END OF PART ONE

I am in heaven when my phone chimes. It's a text from Mo. Mo : *Do not G****e Nate. I'm begging you, don't do it until I'm at your apartment tonight* Well, guess what? Like any other kids with super high curiosity, I do what exactly I am told not to. What the .... ****

“Oh wow, have you never seen ‘A Question Of Sport’?” “Of course he hasn’t,” Tom answers for me, “he’s American. They don’t even have proper sports. They think the whole world plays baseball and basketball, and football is played wearing armour using an oval ball. Dude, rugby, dude! It’s American football for really tough people.” “I don’t really like sports all that much,” I admit. Mostly that’s been because Caleb liked to trip me up, and Imogen always managed to get herself onto the opposite team so she could whip my butt.

Thе athlete соmmеnt really ѕtung – we both knеw I рlауеd D1 bаѕеbаll. "Fine, ѕоundѕ like уоu wаnt a bіt of a сhаllеngе. Here's one. One gаmе each оf pool, fооѕbаll, аnd dаrtѕ. Bеѕt оut оf thrее." "Whаt'ѕ thе rеwаrd fоr thе wіnnеr?"

Kaori-nee was a good cook and the food did not allow me to make a distasteful face at him. “That much?” Hiro-san chuckled, raking a hand through his dyed light hair. I still haven’t figured out whether calling it white or silver or grey or a really light shade of black (which would mean that it wasn’t black) would do it justice. Either way, it suited him. It complimented his eyes. “Do you miss playing basketball so much?” “Mm. Not really. I hadn’t really thought about it. The last time that I played was in university. The dream just made me remember it. That’s all.”

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Dante Matthews:- " Come on, buddy. Go for the goal. We have to win from mommy and Uncle Jack." I tell my football partner, my five year old son to go for the goal as we play football in the backyard of my mansion Cameron loves to play football and today he insisted on playing with his mother too.Gabriella doesn't know a single shit about football and yet she is playing football for our son in the garden as we watch Cameron laughing and jumping up and down like a happy bunny.

I sighed and she pouted "I don't want to play sport." She whined and I pulled her to the gym. Yes today it's sports yday and I played volley ball. "So are we going to watch basketball or football?" Lia asked Basketball it means Christian, Football means Dean "Uhmm." "I'm Basketball and you football okay?" She said and I looked at her "Why did you ask you earlier you dummy!" I smacked her head playfully "What time do you play?" Lia asked "Eleven."