I see the goal keeper in front of the rectangle goal box. The time on the 65 minute and the blue, orange, and white soccer ball is in front of my very muddy cleats. Standing up my hand shaking rapidly because of how nervous I am. In my head I’m thinking maybe if I shoot it will go in the goal box and we have a chance to win. I keep on thinking in my mind then before I knew it the tall defender was in front of me. I still have the ball and I hear the crowd screaming at me loudly shoot it. The time keeps on running down then in my mind my decision is made up and I must shoot it.