''Hello boys today you will be trilling for the under thirteens boys soccer elite team. Ok start warming up boys, Baz I need to talk to you." said coach Mimi.
Bad luck baz
"So Baz, you have got a big reputation to uphold do you think you can live up to it." Coach said "Ummm I am not sure we will see I guess, my dad forced me to trial because he thinks I will follow in his foots steps" Baz replied. "Ok we will see, go warm up with the rest of the boys." Coach said.
''Hurry up Baz we don't have all day'' coach said. ''Ok Coach Mimi I will try and catch up'' Baz said.
''Ok lets start off with striking the ball, line up, Jim you go goals. Once you have striked the ball you may leave and I hope you had fun'' Coach Mimi said.
''Why are you still here?'' coach Mimmi said. "I played horribly and I still haven't scored a goal!" replied Baz who was very frustrated.
"Dad, what are you doing here?!" Said a shocked Baz. "Well i'm here to pick you up since you didn't come home at 4:30pm like you were supposed to" Baz's dad replied.