It was time time for the game to start.
The whistle squealed go. The thundering foot steps of the competitors were like a herd of elephants stampeding. The crowd was roaring go Jorja go.
Everyone's eyes were glued to the attention the ball. Come on Jorja hit it in the goal come on. Every second counts I murmured to myself.
The air thundered out loud with the sound of a goal. Shouting yes the point go's to our team. Then...the whistles surrounded me by its sound it was shouting half time.