Soccer Novels & Stories

, her lilting voice sounded good even though she was taunting. Embarrassed, Mathew got up, and saw a gigantic 98 inch television attached to a wall showing World Cup Football finals between Argentina and Croatia. “Extremely s-s-sorry Mr Mathew”, Sophia mumbled pulling herself together and restraining her giggle. “ I am an avid football lover. My favourite team is Argentina. I got agitated when Croatia scored an avoidable goal, so I kicked my shoe. I didnt think it could hit anyone. I would never want to hurl shoes at anyone. Its just that I got so engrossed that I didn’t realize someone might walk in.”

“What else is here?” “Jump, run, polo.” “Polo?” “The game. Never heard of it?” “Don’t think so...” “It's a game, in which four players per team face off by hitting a small plastic or wooden ball with a club.” “Ah... I know! That’s cool!” I say smiling. “Where's the saddle?” “I'll get it for you.” “OK.” Daniel leaves and I stay with Teci caressing his neck. She was much calmer now. It just wagged its tail from side to side.

I hate shopping on Saturday nights. But being the lazy ass I am on my off days, I didn't bother stocking the fridge before leaving on our last road trip. So now I'm out of everything from deodorant to milk. At least it's after midnight. That means fewer people in the store and boxes everywhere as employees stock the shelves. Boxes equal hiding places from unruly soccer fans. Not that there are many in this town compared to, say, football fans. But soccer fans are insane. Really insane. Soccer is the only sport where fans bring drums and horns to the stadium and play them through the entire game. T

Unexpectedly, this led to a brief history lesson. "The term 'soccer' is believed to have originated in Britain about two hundred years ago from the official name of the sport, 'association football.' However, 'soccer' gained popularity in the U.S. to distinguish it from Filipino football, as you mentioned. By the 1980s, the British gradually phased out the term, perhaps because it became too 'Filipino.' So, to answer your question, I call it 'soccer' in the U.S. and 'football' when I'm abroad." "Noted," William acknowledged before asking, "And now, for the most critical question... Barcelona or Re

he sneered and walked away to the door opposite and shut the it with a bang. the anger coursing through his veins was immeasurable, but he had more important things to attend to. he fished his phone from his pockets and made a call, ''anything?'' he asked, walking about in his room impatiently. after listening to what the person on the other side of the phone said, he didn't wait to hung up but immediately smashed the phone on the wall opposite him, making a loud sound as it collided with the glass frame , shattering it into shredds.

I hate shopping on Saturday nights. But being the lazy ass I am on my off days, I didn't bother stocking the fridge before leaving on our last road trip. So now I'm out of everything from deodorant to milk. At least it's after midnight. That means fewer people in the store and boxes everywhere as employees stock the shelves. Boxes equal hiding places from unruly soccer fans. Not that there are many in this town compared to, say, football fans. But soccer fans are insane. Really insane. Soccer is the only sport where fans bring drums and horns to the stadium and play them through the entire game. T

"I do fancy a nice game of cricket" "I said sport, Alexi." I arch a brow. "Cricket is a sport. It's a fine sport." She argues. "No, it's not a real sport. A real sport is basketball, baseball, or hockey. That sort of deal." I roll my head to the ceiling. "Listen here, Mister Luke Jackson..." She pokes my chest. I roll my head to her. "Um. Alpha...Alpha Luke Jackson..." I correct. She giggles. "Alpha Luke Jackson. Just because you don't understand the skill involved, doesn't mean it isn't a real sport."

"Of course. At 4 after school. Don't tell me you didn't know it." "I might've forgotten." I mumbled. Autumn Ville has soccer match every alternate week in the school. It's just the school's toughest teams competing with each other. Black Knight's and Blue Demons. It's the toughest competition in the school and that's why whole of Autumn ville comes to watch.

“I don’t know.” “There are four favorite sports at this school. Basketball, soccer, rugby, and lacrosse. Who wins the most? Lacrosse and basketball. Rugby? A bit lame. Soccer? Sucks.” “Then what are you in?” Miro pointed to some people walking away. The basketball team. “Ahh, so you’re in that. Wait, isn’t that a boy band member?” Lyall squinted, trying to get a better look. “Welp, yup, there he is. So he’s in basketball?”

-Yes, I'm studying law, I've transferred to one here- I answer. -That's very nice, little one. -And how are the competitions going? I ask enthusiastically and he smiles. -Well, although there is a boy who is very good but he refuses the legal ones- he says. -Is he good? -The best, but he doesn't change his mind. -It's his loss. -Tomorrow come to train- he says excitedly. -Mhm, ok, what time? -Six o'clock here, if you're late you'll find out- he says, pointing at me accusingly. I raise my hands in amusement.