Tick Tock Short Story
Tick-tock, tick-tock. Tick-tock, tick-tock. As I turn my head to look at the clock. There is one minute left before the half-time whistle blows. Standing in the hot sun, sweat dripping down my face, feeling like whole world is watching this moment. Before I explain what that was about, let’s go a few months back.
It was our first game of the season and we just met our new coach, Stephen Appiah, a former skipper of the Ghana national team. The team, which was called Pro Stars for some odd reason, was made up of me and a few of my friends. We had played together for a long time so we were all familiar with each other’s playing style and we had great team chemistry. Fast forward to three months later and we were in fourth place in the league
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