As I walked off the field someone called out “Lynx”. It had caught my attention. I walked over to James knowing that I had lost. The bet was if I could score 10 tries would get 15 dollars but... If I lost I had to wash my brothers dirty old truck. He looked at me and smiles as I stood there in defeat. “I was close,” I said as I tied my muddy shoe lace up. Jogging over to my team all I could think about was that mountain of mud that I would have to clean. Coach told me I had scored 8 tries but that was my best I had got so far so I wasn't that salty. :)
By Lynx Orsler
