We had a soccer game on a hot saturday afternoon. We were playing the Milwaukee Kickers at Wagner Park. We hadn't played them yet and it was one battle of a game. There was this one kid that was pushing on my back and the ref wasn't calling a foul and eventually pushed me with his arms and took me off the ball. The next thing I see is Tanner running full spead on over one of my shoulders and I look over the other shoulder and I see the kid go flying and bounce off the ground and skip about 5times. It was really funny.
Now it is a battle. The goalie was running after the ball and I was yelling and trying to make him miss. The referee pointed at me and told me to go over by him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a yellow card. It didn't bug me like I thought it would and it felt good to get my first yellow card off of my chest.
Later in the game, it was tied 1-1 and Tanner had a run up the sidelines or going towards the sidelines. This is what made me really ticked. The kid went over and elbowed him in the throat and the ref didn't even call it a foul. Tanner was rolling on the ground in pain. I was so ticked at the kid that the next time he had the ball and he was near me, I was going to deck him so hard that I could have gotten y second yellow card. I didn't get a chance to in the end which made me mad. At the end of the game, he even admitted that he elbowed Tanner in the chest. That made me really mad. Anyway, we ended up in a tie but oh well.
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