Monday, April 09, 2007
New Beginning 254
"Hey, new kid! Catch!"
Maggie Reid spun and grunted as the football smacked her in the chest. Reacting on instinct alone, she wrapped her arms around the ball and ran, dodging like crazy and heading for the end zone.
I can make it. I can make it!
Her ears rang with the impact as a defender knocked her to the ground, his heavier mass crushing the air from her lungs. Her head rebounded off the turf, and she grunted again. Then the weight was gone and she sucked in a painful draught of blessed air, choking on it and rolling limply to her back.
"Geez, Pete! Easy! Touch football means no tackles."
"Hey, new kid. You okay?"
"She's tough. She'll be fine."
"She was gonna score. I had to stop her somehow."
Blinking up at the ring of concerned and amused masculine faces hovering above her, Maggie focused on the single sheepish one. Pete. Pete had tackled her.
She clenched her fist and slammed it as hard as she could into Pete's groin. A collective groan ran through the little crowd as Pete collapsed to the ground, rolling around like a beetle who's fallen on its back.
Maggie stood up and tossed the football to Pete. "It doesn't look like you'll be scoring for a while either," she told him.
Opening: Gutterball.....Continuation: Pacatrue