Witch of Blackbird Pond

The rain was starting to pour down on the field, but there was no lighting in sight, so the referee just let the game go on. The raindrops felt like hail crashing on top of your head. You could smell the wet grass plus the soccer ball was getting hard to see in all the rain, and we needed possession, being down 1 to 0.
This was the last game of our qualifying tournament. Just 4 hours back, we played the toughest team in the tournament and came away 1-1. That draw gave us a chance of going into the second best division possible. Just a bit over a couple of months ago, our coach took the best players from the GLASA league and put them together to form a competitive team. This was our first season together, so we were still learning how to play as a team. That summer, I went to Brazil to visit my rel...