The half time score was 1-0 and the final score was 5-0. I was in goal the entire time but I had no chance of saving any of them. My team never even had a shot on goal. The game was mostly played in front of my goal. Even when my drop kicks would clear the heads of the other team's defense, it only stayed at the other end of the field for about 15 seconds. I played really well and my coach singled me out a couple times in his end of the game speech saying how well I played and how I stayed positive. The other team was clearly better than us, they clearly wanted the win more than us, but my team fought hard and that is why I love them. The three hour bus ride home was somber for about the first 10 minutes then all chaos seemed to break loose. My friend, Camille, tackled me but then fell onto the floor where she was promptly stuck between the seats. After that there was an episode of stealing each others' socks... And then Juliette and Julie got into a water fight with my water bottle. The water fight led to a more interesting episode of stealing each others' shirts. Juliette's shirt was soaked so she enlisted the help the girls around her to steal Julie's nice, warm, dry shirt. Meanwhile, I was stuck under the seat having my right sock stolen and my left foot tickled. Oh man, let's just say it was an interesting bus ride.
All in all, a fun day with a disappointing loss. I was hoping to be the champion of France!
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