Craig The atmosphere in the school was charged with electric joy and filled with anticipation.Today marked the highly anticipated soccer tournament. We were given new pristine uniforms, and I adjusted my jersey. Coach Francis stood at the front of the room addressing us. "Boys, this is the moment we've been waiting for," he exclaimed, his voice booming with confidence. "The biggest event of the year. Show them what you're made of. Leave everything on that field. Make your mark." The team roared in response, pumping our fists in unity. We marched out of the changing room, and as the door swung open, it revealed a sea of cheering faces. My schoolmates, the staff, and many of our parents were in attendance. It was so serious that all academic activities were suspended for the day, and even my dad promised to come watch me play. Banners fluttered in the breeze, displaying the rivalry between StoneCrest and North Fangs. North Fangs was known for their ruthlessness on the soccer fiel
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